<?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-2394204821573220881</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:18:04.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevan's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-7344014356751912830</id><published>2008-04-25T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:42:59.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFlbGo8s3I/AAAAAAAAASI/z3WT4BEXE-Y/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFlbGo8s3I/AAAAAAAAASI/z3WT4BEXE-Y/s400/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193043361648128882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oliver getting excited explaning about 'Love &amp;amp; Lust' during True love waits&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/2394204821573220881-7344014356751912830?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/7344014356751912830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=7344014356751912830&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7344014356751912830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7344014356751912830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-picture.html' title='Random picture'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFlbGo8s3I/AAAAAAAAASI/z3WT4BEXE-Y/s72-c/DSC00057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-3508146299251316163</id><published>2008-04-25T11:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:00.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just love Korean... food.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFhFWo8s2I/AAAAAAAAASA/YJDTLo-66wg/s1600-h/DSC00097a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFhFWo8s2I/AAAAAAAAASA/YJDTLo-66wg/s400/DSC00097a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193038589939463010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our leftovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it started, last Sunday after church the 14 of us went for Korean food. I am someone who will definitely will say YES! to Korean Food, anytime.. side effects after watching the Korean drama, "My Girl". I have 2 favorite food (at the moment) which are Korean and Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the korean village opposite of Ampang Point. Since there were so many available restaurants, I suggested to goto 'Nak Won'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFWM2o8stI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/S1YSqSkkmp8/s1600-h/DSC00063a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFWM2o8stI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/S1YSqSkkmp8/s400/DSC00063a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193026624160576210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JR: hmm..This box looks interesting.. what does it do?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Whoa.. a camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so we ordered. I especially was excited over the Kimchi soup and barbeque! I just love the sour soup.  wah mouth watering just thinking of the red soup... imagine this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFahWo8suI/AAAAAAAAARA/6Ipe_Vja68w/s1600-h/kimchi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFahWo8suI/AAAAAAAAARA/6Ipe_Vja68w/s400/kimchi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193031374394405602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wouldnt mind having one now.. yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so we ordered our favorite food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFck2o8svI/AAAAAAAAARI/Uw1Nussv-Po/s1600-h/DSC00070a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFck2o8svI/AAAAAAAAARI/Uw1Nussv-Po/s400/DSC00070a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193033633547203314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thats mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we waited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfn2o8sxI/AAAAAAAAARY/pGnFo1zGGos/s1600-h/DSC00076a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfn2o8sxI/AAAAAAAAARY/pGnFo1zGGos/s400/DSC00076a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193036983621694226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfoGo8syI/AAAAAAAAARg/yOncH-5byGs/s1600-h/DSC00077a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfoGo8syI/AAAAAAAAARg/yOncH-5byGs/s400/DSC00077a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193036987916661538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfn2o8swI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Kn4aIwrE7cE/s1600-h/DSC00075a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfn2o8swI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Kn4aIwrE7cE/s400/DSC00075a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193036983621694210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hungry la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfoWo8s0I/AAAAAAAAARw/K9HjobH6s-Q/s1600-h/DSC00085a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfoWo8s0I/AAAAAAAAARw/K9HjobH6s-Q/s400/DSC00085a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193036992211628866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know that this pic isnt taken during the wait, but i look drunk, dont i? but looks like there are 2 more drunk guys behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfoWo8szI/AAAAAAAAARo/-qZoBv6uB2Q/s1600-h/DSC00081a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFfoWo8szI/AAAAAAAAARo/-qZoBv6uB2Q/s400/DSC00081a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193036992211628850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Side dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the noisiest in the restaurant (whats new?) and obviously with people like us around, no place can ever be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFhFGo8s1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/vp2TX_xd9Ao/s1600-h/DSC00094a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFhFGo8s1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/vp2TX_xd9Ao/s400/DSC00094a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193038585644495698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Click this pic to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While eating, we already started planning for the next "makan". Tomorrow, we'll be having poolside BBQ at my place. I will be preparing the drinks and marinating the lamb. WARNING: Be sure to have a strong stomach. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-3508146299251316163?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/3508146299251316163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=3508146299251316163&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/3508146299251316163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/3508146299251316163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-love-korean-food.html' title='I just love Korean... food.'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/SBFhFWo8s2I/AAAAAAAAASA/YJDTLo-66wg/s72-c/DSC00097a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-7975016952069172771</id><published>2008-04-10T22:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:02.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogoya. The experience</title><content type='html'>I've always heard about how nice Jogoya is, how wide the buffet spread is, and how big the oysters are, and much more. From what I know, Jogoya is the best place for Japanese buffet and its posh. Its in Starhill. And of course, the price is RM106 a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, the few of us met up to go to Jogoya. Kam Fwei, Nicholas, Daniel Loo, Angeline and me. We paid up and went in. I can tell you that I was highly amazed at the interior decor. It was dimmed and.. (use ur imagination la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started helping ourselves with the food. Unlimited Salmon, Oysters are among all the japanese food u can imagine. There are also pasta, steamed fish (chinese style) deep fried soft shell crabs, Tempura, bamboo lala, Fried salmon, prawns, Lamb chop, Haagen daaz and Baskin -Robbins ice cream and many more. It makes me feel as tho Im a kid in a candy store! By the way, I forgot to mention that Daniel Loo brought his VIP card which entitled us for VIP dishes like Cheese Lobster (everyone's favourite), King prawn, Spring chicken (Excellent! crispy and succulent) and i forgot what are the others already. Not so important la cos the main thing we took was the Cheese Lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLAXSo0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l91W9a270bc/s1600-h/07042008807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187633487876891458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLAXSo0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l91W9a270bc/s400/07042008807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cheesy Lobster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the other dishes we took are also these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLQXSo1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/WliZFaQ25P8/s1600-h/07042008802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187633492171858770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLQXSo1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/WliZFaQ25P8/s400/07042008802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Donno which joker took this sotong. Take somemore didnt eat. End up didnt finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLwXSo2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uPnoch8Hths/s1600-h/07042008803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187633500761793378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLwXSo2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uPnoch8Hths/s400/07042008803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Steamed fish. One of the popular dish among us. IT was so good, whenever this dish reach our table, we all fight for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually to be honest la, I was so engrossed eating that it didnt occur to me to take pics of them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating, suddenly out of no where, Angeline heard a familiar voice from behind, we all turned and saw Fook Sim! The fella initially said he couldn't make it. It was a pleasant surprise to see him. Then the conversation went like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me : Eh you paid already ah? We have VIP card here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fook sim : *grin* Havent paid yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Angeline: Hah? They wouldn't have let u in if u didnt pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fook Sim: *grins* really la i havent paid yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Angeline: Cannot be la! U bluffing la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fook Sim: Dont believe! Come la we go out. Loser give 5 bucks ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Angeline and me: OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us started heading to the enterance. I noticed Fook sim was walking slower and grinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fook Sim: EH u sure u still wanna go out ah? Come la turn back la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Angeline and me: *confidently* YES! Confirm you havent pay one!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then fook sim went to the counter and betul betul paid for the buffet... Lousy fella.. Kena conned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued our dinner la. And towards the end of the dinner, Daniel Loo started telling jokes. Here's one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bdf2gYOOFz8&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it was so lame that it started to sound funny. And the best thing is that there are part 2 and part 3 which are.. equally funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, wierdest things can happen when 2-3 home group leaders are gathered. This time 4 of us are gathered. So you can roughly imagine or forsee that something is bound to happen la. And it did. And it involves Nicholas.. which is just.. wrong. Watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wkuo-Y92hSI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wkuo-Y92hSI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, this video is complied and produced by Kam Fwei. Our talented video editor *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bet was for him to take the whole box of coconuts from the bar counter at the back to the table for 5 bucks from the each of us. He really did it. Lol. 25 bucks already the fella untung. But i tell you, when he took the box of coconuts from the bar counter, the workers were shouting "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oi oi&lt;/span&gt;!" And 3 guys went after him from behind. But fook sim and i were blocking them. It was so funny that when he reached our table, practically half the people in the restaurant were staring and laughing. The punch line of the whole thing was when nick said to the workers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eh sorry, saya terambil&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Im one of the workers, I would be flabbergasted to hear that reply. LOL. I tell you, I think from that time onwards, people who walked pass our tables would be looking at us one kind already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another crazy thing we wanted to do was to collect as many coconuts to fill the table. Whenever the workers wanted to clear our coconuts ( this sounds wrong.. anyway), we would stop them. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eh eh! jangan ambil ini!&lt;/span&gt;" But there was one time when we all left the table and when we came back, about 15 of the coconuts were cleared. So these were all that was left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_40vAXSo4I/AAAAAAAAAQg/svszm54Zg7c/s1600-h/07042008814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187641802933576578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_40vAXSo4I/AAAAAAAAAQg/svszm54Zg7c/s400/07042008814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alot of coconuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_40uwXSo3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/sCFI4YUZzJw/s1600-h/07042008808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187641798638609266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_40uwXSo3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/sCFI4YUZzJw/s400/07042008808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;These are the coconuts that are left, imagine if the waitress hadn't cleared the earlier ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And soon after that, nicholas started being creative. He tried building a coconut castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N9pUSMaKcoE&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I can say that its money well spent. Its been awhile since I had such a fulfilling meal. The food and company are excellent. We definitely had fun. This bunch of people are just really funny. Every single one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_44HQXSo5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/WdYESbUhwzg/s1600-h/07042008250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187645518080287634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_44HQXSo5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/WdYESbUhwzg/s400/07042008250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taken by Jogoya employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, normally during a buffet, we secretly observe to see who can eat the most, and the champion eater for tonight was none other than..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_45BgXSo6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/jMKLSTpAwD0/s1600-h/07042008812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646518807667618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_45BgXSo6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/jMKLSTpAwD0/s400/07042008812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I may be smiling, but Dont you dare think about it. Its mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We came home satisfied. But I got sick the next day.. i hope its not because of the food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can be sure that there will be a 2nd time for me to this place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-7975016952069172771?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/7975016952069172771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=7975016952069172771&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7975016952069172771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7975016952069172771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/04/jogoya-experience.html' title='Jogoya. The experience'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_4tLAXSo0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l91W9a270bc/s72-c/07042008807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-8618600001325533121</id><published>2008-04-03T22:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:05.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories, Tamiya</title><content type='html'>I don't know about most of you, but I still remember the days when I was madly addicted to my Tamiya car. For those who aren't familiar with this car (I assume most of them are girls), during my much younger days it was the 'in' thing for guys! its a car where  we can modify to race with other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukjYw13I/AAAAAAAAAPg/LdCUbeucyZ8/s1600-h/tam94551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukjYw13I/AAAAAAAAAPg/LdCUbeucyZ8/s400/tam94551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185031382752089970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember those days where I would save up every little cent I have to buy the latest kit for my car to let it go faster, hug curves better, look better and all the works. I tell you every guy was so crazy about it, we even have our very own tool box! Yah! just like the construction workers! And we are darn proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TuEDYw1zI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UhV8acWi1uE/s1600-h/18015-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TuEDYw1zI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UhV8acWi1uE/s400/18015-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185030824406341426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Tamiya car 'unmodiffied'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tell you, those days, those modification parts are so expensive! It ranges from around RM10-RM30 for some ridiculously small parts which barely cost 50 cents to fabricate! Talk about cheating kids like me! But I still buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukTYw11I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kXKVNs7J8LI/s1600-h/tam15256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukTYw11I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kXKVNs7J8LI/s400/tam15256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185031378457122642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hyper dash 2. During my time, Hyper Dash 1 was the in thing. Without it, your car isn't worthy to compete. Mine has it!  I recall paying RM24 for it, surprisingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days, my partner whom I race with was Justin. We were always competing (even up to now la). Normally we would go race our cars on Sunday evenings because every Sunday afternoon, his dad would bring us go swimming. And the only race track in town was in Plaza Ampang City! Yup at the ground floor.&lt;br /&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/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukDYw10I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ybwPyOQCrlk/s1600-h/69506.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukDYw10I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ybwPyOQCrlk/s400/69506.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185031374162155330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Race track in Ampang City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Notice that on the track, there is this bridge where it links the inner and the outer lane? Well, this is the tricky part. Cars normally fly off here. If your car is too fast without the proper rollers, it'll definitely fly off here and also at the corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukjYw12I/AAAAAAAAAPY/kfxKjyOOppA/s1600-h/poly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukjYw12I/AAAAAAAAAPY/kfxKjyOOppA/s400/poly1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185031382752089954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Modified tamiya cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one time where I was sitting at the corner of the track. I saw this kid putting his car in, as it turns, it flips and its wheel came off. For 'experienced' tamiya-ers, we know that we have to put bearings before we fit the wheels. Anyway, his bearing flew off (I spotted it was an expensive one)  and it landed in front of me. He came searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a naughty kid, I pretended to look for it and then I said I didnt know where was it. He continued searching and finally gave up. Lol so when he wasn't looking, I secretly took it and used it on my car (terrible I tell you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out some of the modified cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_T0rTYw14I/AAAAAAAAAPo/SITkl0ugGSg/s1600-h/HGG-7413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_T0rTYw14I/AAAAAAAAAPo/SITkl0ugGSg/s400/HGG-7413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185038095785973634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_T0rTYw15I/AAAAAAAAAPw/yNsg4bk40_A/s1600-h/car7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_T0rTYw15I/AAAAAAAAAPw/yNsg4bk40_A/s400/car7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185038095785973650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_T0rjYw16I/AAAAAAAAAP4/GhdTi6FW4x4/s1600-h/image178tt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_T0rjYw16I/AAAAAAAAAP4/GhdTi6FW4x4/s400/image178tt6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185038100080940962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another basic modification is to replace the original rubber wheels to sponge wheels. Why do change it? Well, the rubber wheels are heavy and have lots of friction whereas the sponge one is very much lighter. I dont remember how I thought of it, but I wanted to cut the sponge wheel into half the width to further improve the performance. Which means, even lighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin offered to do it for me in the car on the way to the swimming pool. Using a blade, he cut it. But, somehow he accidentally cut his finger. It was quite deep. Blood was oozing out. Remember that we were very young at that time. I dont remember how old exactly. Oliver, if you roughly remember when u started playing, it should be the same as mine also. When ah? Things we do as kids are just so.. weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my car's model. It was Dyna Storm or something. It was dark blue. Sadly, I must have thrown it away.. I cant seem to find it anywhere. Well, those days are now gone, now im still doing modifications.. on my real car. But things are now in terms of hundreds.. Kids will just be kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-8618600001325533121?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/8618600001325533121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=8618600001325533121&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/8618600001325533121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/8618600001325533121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/04/memories-tamiya.html' title='Memories, Tamiya'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R_TukjYw13I/AAAAAAAAAPg/LdCUbeucyZ8/s72-c/tam94551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-2008997862191617272</id><published>2008-03-25T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:56:32.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Bernard</title><content type='html'>To be honest, I am quite new to this tagged thing. First I kena tagged by Bernard cheah, then before I manage to answer his, I kena from Shawn chin. This tag thing is really amusing la. Anyway, this one is from Bernard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;Pasta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. Mom must've taken it from me the first time she saw me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were to be stranded on a desert island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Blog buddies ka? Oliver, John Reuben and Justin Yap. Why? Oliver and Jr cos its funny to watch them both argue. Justin and I can watch them and laugh. But justin's blog is dead. Which means that he would be dead on the island too. Oh well, more food for the 3 of us.  BBQ-ed Justin anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;to wake up finding myself somehow already living in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Angeline... and my hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win RM1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;savings.. invest bla bla.. and buy myself a luxury car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Ask Angeline :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Kind, understanding and very much more patient than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;That she would love me for who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;People who aren't good in something, but act as though they are extremely good at it. But this only happens when I find out about it la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;To be the 2nd Malaysian astronaut.. ha ha! yea right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;People? not really. Only certain few people's words can affect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was, only after I found out that Angeline beats me hands down! he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;Forgetfullness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What makes you different?&lt;br /&gt;wah. how to answer this question one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your record in sleep hours?&lt;br /&gt;12 hours! wahaha! I wish I could do it more, but since I started work, my biological clock just wouldnt allow it to happen again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-2008997862191617272?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/2008997862191617272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=2008997862191617272&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/2008997862191617272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/2008997862191617272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-bernard.html' title='Tagged by Bernard'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-4572308326074187162</id><published>2008-03-21T17:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:07.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Ive been</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I wanna apologize for not updating my blog as often as I did for the past weeks. Actually the main reason behind it is because I started my new job beginning of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still getting a hang of this new environment. Well, let me describe my new job.  Firstly, it is a semiconductor factory in Ulu Klang, near UKRC where most of us youth play football there every Sunday (except me lah he he he!) Im an engineer in this company and I just started my 'real' work today ( tell you more after this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this company is that, it is NEAR! and comparatively to both my previous companies, this is like 1/5 of the journey (Oliver is gonna start pulling his hair right about now). It takes me about 15-20mins to get to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, for the one week, I've been in orientation up to yesterday (Thursday). I had to listen to seminars, talks, and I had to take tests! I thought I'd never have to take anymore tests. The other guy said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Long time haven't felt like this since Un&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Ha Ha&lt;/span&gt;" So like that lah, everyday classes.  So today I was assigned to a project and I enjoy my project. Got motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another motivation is that, I work 5 days a week and, on Fridays my work ends at 4.30pm! (now most working folks will want to pull my hair right about now). So I get to skip all the hectic Friday jams( I had enough of them). Thats also why I can update my blog now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before all of us pull out all our hair, let me talk about something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, I went to Justin Yap (senior) house to meet up for dinner for Bernard's farewell. Then outside, I spotted 2 baby birds at the side of the road. Shivering. It was raining earlier and I guess it must have fell off from its nest. I tried stroking them but they look terrified. I thought I'll just leave them as they are. Then Sher-Mayne said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Last time Justin and I tried to save one baby sparow also by trying to put it back to its nest. But somehow the other birds pushed it out from the nest because the baby sparow had the human scent already&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE!!! I touched both of them!  Then I thought, okla! save one la. So, found a container, put some tissue paper and tucked him in. Then we all went for dinner. The baby bird was left in the car. Warm mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, back in Justin's house, we tried feeding it maggi noodles cos it looks like worms. But the fella didnt want to eat it. Instead, by saying thanks, it pooped on my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R-OCbjYw1pI/AAAAAAAAANw/7h_psJ_lbf0/s1600-h/11032008752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R-OCbjYw1pI/AAAAAAAAANw/7h_psJ_lbf0/s400/11032008752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180127406273386130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Boiling the 'worms'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you it was so tough getting that little thing to eat. Probably also it was very scared lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R-ODrTYw1rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/oq-Ya9DZ_wY/s1600-h/11032008753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R-ODrTYw1rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/oq-Ya9DZ_wY/s400/11032008753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180128776367953586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good thing this humongous poo didnt kena me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We manage to get a video of me at my lame attempt at trying to feed that little bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8pgLw_R8yFU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8pgLw_R8yFU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still refuses to eat. I was worried that it may die when I leave it at home while im at work. Since no one else also can take care of it, I had to leave it outside and hopefully its mom will come save it. By the way, internet said that the human scent thing is just a myth. And that we should leave the birds alone whenever this happens cos its mom will come save them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the bird is doing now. Oh, before going for dinner, I actually named it... Birdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-4572308326074187162?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/4572308326074187162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=4572308326074187162&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4572308326074187162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4572308326074187162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-ive-been.html' title='How Ive been'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R-OCbjYw1pI/AAAAAAAAANw/7h_psJ_lbf0/s72-c/11032008752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-1440069852437059088</id><published>2008-03-15T00:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:08.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad tale of my car</title><content type='html'>As the title says, this is a really sad story for me from all the unfortunate events during this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. Dad and bro went to watch a movie. So my mom and I had take dinner on our own. I drove and we decided to goto Watan to a roadside chinese stall. When we were reaching the place, we saw pasar malam. Crap, which means that the stall would be closed. Lousy pasar malam would occupy the road, leaving no place for the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had to turn back. In order to turn back, I had to do a 3-point-turn. So okay lah! no problem. As I went for the first point, driving slowly I heard.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crocccck!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It came from my car's front skirt. Reversed to check..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crocccck!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;again! I rushed out to check... it had crack all the way down. Argh! my skirting!! And the thing that broke it was a rock a size of a football! I didnt see it. Two pieces of my skirting dangling at my car bumper now. Then, I thought nevermind la, after dinner I'll use super glue or something to patch them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to another place for dinner and when we got back home,  to my horror I saw that one part of the skirting had fell off somewhere while I was driving! gone! how to stick them back?? I didnt think it could fall off! Now my car looks weird. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boh-Geh&lt;/span&gt; (hokkien: no teeth)  like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9tA79CUp9I/AAAAAAAAANg/FPFF2sILOEg/s1600-h/12032008757a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9tA79CUp9I/AAAAAAAAANg/FPFF2sILOEg/s400/12032008757a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177803595333281746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boh-Geh car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just my luck. But this is just one of it. The second part is, for the past 1-2 weeks, my car has been producing this annoying noise &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"wrrroooonnnggg"&lt;/span&gt; whenever I drive past 40km/h. The loudness will increase with speed and so it is especially loud when I hit the highways.  Imagine, its so loud it sounded like I changed my exhaust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third thing is, my Proton's superior power window died. On the driver's side. You know, I had always laughed at people who had to open their door to pay toll and how they had to twist and turn their arms to reach the toll collector's hand... I had to do it now and so I always go for the last toll booth so people dont catch me opening my door and perform snake-like moves with my arm. ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I planned to take my car to repair it on Friday since i wasn't working on that day. Brought my car to the Proton Service Center in Taman Kosas and mentioned about the power window and noise. My dad had earlier said that it could be the wheel bearings that caused the noise. Told the mechanic about the problem and he suspected that it was from the front wheels. The checked the bearings and suspension but couldnt find any problem.  But as for the power window, it was a faulty switch and they replaced it. Good! no more snake arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mechanic said that it must be the tyres causing the noise, and mentioned that it could be the alignment and all and advised me to goto a tyre shop. So, I went and took the tyre mechanic for a spin to let him hear the noise. Straight away he found out that it was the back wheel's bearings making the noise. Nonsense! So, I went back to the service center and told them. So finally they changed the bearings at the back. Wasted my time only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9tKmdCUp-I/AAAAAAAAANo/-ClzKAXX37U/s1600-h/14032008758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9tKmdCUp-I/AAAAAAAAANo/-ClzKAXX37U/s400/14032008758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177814221082372066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My car in their mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost me RM100! crap! I thought if it was cheap, I could replace my skirting which would be around 100 plus. Sigh. Not a chance now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor car will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boh-Geh&lt;/span&gt; for another month.. I, on the other hand will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boh-Bin&lt;/span&gt; ( No face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2394204821573220881-1440069852437059088?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/1440069852437059088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=1440069852437059088&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/1440069852437059088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/1440069852437059088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-tale-of-my-car.html' title='Sad tale of my car'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9tA79CUp9I/AAAAAAAAANg/FPFF2sILOEg/s72-c/12032008757a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-4649566872804399903</id><published>2008-03-13T11:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:08.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's in to watch them smooch? Part 2</title><content type='html'>OK! since the previous post tak jadi (cos Kam Fwei chicken-ed out). we now have our new 'couple'. These 2 will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kiss on the lips&lt;/span&gt;! ya on the lips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, we have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9ikzNCUp6I/AAAAAAAAANI/oBGmebEFbBE/s1600-h/NickissDloo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9ikzNCUp6I/AAAAAAAAANI/oBGmebEFbBE/s400/NickissDloo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177068971242071970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Nick and Dloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same rules! min wager is 10 bucks!! place them in the comments section! (so i can keep track)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic and dloo will split the profit 50-50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones in the previous post isnt counted ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-4649566872804399903?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/4649566872804399903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=4649566872804399903&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4649566872804399903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4649566872804399903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/whos-in-to-watch-them-smooch-part-2.html' title='Who&apos;s in to watch them smooch? Part 2'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9ikzNCUp6I/AAAAAAAAANI/oBGmebEFbBE/s72-c/NickissDloo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-6797743124964633845</id><published>2008-03-13T08:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:08.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's in to watch them smooch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;From the last post, I've got some really interesting comments. Especially this, Nick is willing to kiss Kam fwei if paid handsomely! John Reuben says Nick has to kiss Kam Fwei for 5 seconds! (if lips to lips maybe less then 5 secs la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9h_DtCUp5I/AAAAAAAAANA/WEPYdCFLS18/s1600-h/Nickisskf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9h_DtCUp5I/AAAAAAAAANA/WEPYdCFLS18/s400/Nickisskf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177027473268058002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Who else would pay to watch them kiss??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially said that I would pay 5 bucks, but now I am increasing it to 10 bucks! Worth every buck Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna watch them too, leave your name and the amount in the comments section! (so i can keep track). I will collect the money and make sure they do it in front of everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM10 is the minimum wager!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-6797743124964633845?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/6797743124964633845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=6797743124964633845&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/6797743124964633845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/6797743124964633845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/whos-in-to-watch-them-smooch.html' title='Who&apos;s in to watch them smooch?'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9h_DtCUp5I/AAAAAAAAANA/WEPYdCFLS18/s72-c/Nickisskf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-3987198208417773923</id><published>2008-03-11T11:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:16:26.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny vids over the months</title><content type='html'>Being in this church, I get to experience and watch funny people who would do crazy things. Lucky for me, I manage to get some of them on video. This post is full of video uploads. Ha Ha I think its hilarious. It never fails to make me laugh! watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas doing a strip dance in Ashley's birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is the guys were more excited than the girls!! They are the ones asking him to strip more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"More MORE MOREEEEEE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;"The pants the PANTS!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/avMLULJzT3c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/avMLULJzT3c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunch of us were having dinner in Rendezvous, Cheras. Nic was sitting beside Rowen and suddenly he started to hit on Rowen. He tries kissing Rowen. Rowen, being in the mood started to smile as Nic kisses him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkKo0Fmh-Eg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkKo0Fmh-Eg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowen dies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He He! lovely, aren't they . And speaking of couples...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Revival Center's love birds! Oliver &amp;amp; Vandana during their initial stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, some people just won't let couples date in peace. See if you can recognize them and their background voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you can catch these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Love is in the air~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"When you are in love , when you are in love... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T--wLBoIKKI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T--wLBoIKKI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed nic's hair??&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kam Fwei playing taboo during Leader's retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aAio6z1EDA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aAio6z1EDA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;John Reuben during ice breaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here it was his turn and he was suppose to do the following actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Putting his right feet to left hand (not as easy as it sounds)&lt;br /&gt;2. Making a bridge, back facing down&lt;br /&gt;3. V-shape, only the butt touching the floor&lt;br /&gt;4. Sit with legs at the side. Like a frog.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bounce on the floor in position no.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jr initially told us that he cannot do no.4 &amp;amp; 5. But we all made him do it still! Ha Ha. Our home group is just so united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTii_new3DU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTii_new3DU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, they are still so funny each time I watch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have placed a poll again on the best video. Vote for your favourite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-3987198208417773923?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/3987198208417773923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=3987198208417773923&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/3987198208417773923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/3987198208417773923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-vids-over-months.html' title='funny vids over the months'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-1100535915475439621</id><published>2008-03-09T07:58:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:10.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Flashlight</title><content type='html'>I recently read an article in Surefire's Magazine and it inspired me to get a flashlight! ya! A whopping new flashlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about a married couple who were out late, when suddenly a robber came with a knife and forced them to hand over their belongings. The guy, who had a new Surefire &lt;a href="http://www.surefire.com/maxexp/main/co_disp/displ/prrfnbr/1071/sesent/00"&gt;L4 &lt;/a&gt;with him flashed the robber with the capability of causing temporary blindness. When blinded, he kicked off the knife from the robber's hand and wrestled him to the ground while his wife went for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I was impressed with its ability and I thought to myself, why not get one for safety? You'll never know what will happen right.  Why wait for something to happen first? Why not be prepared? Which I did :) I got myself a Fenix L2D. RM175.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9MsZdCUpwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qOeOI0Ywq84/s1600-h/L2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9MsZdCUpwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qOeOI0Ywq84/s400/L2d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175529212581553922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it looks cool. Metallic black, sleek, heavy and solid. It actually looks like a sniper scope! This sucker is made of aircraft grade aluminum that u can whack someone's eyes off with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightness of a flashlight is based on the term 'lumens'. The higher the lumens, the brighter. I think most of you would have heard about maglite right? Lets compare.&lt;br /&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/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OXQdCUpyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Grt2YbDSG8/s1600-h/maglight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OXQdCUpyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Grt2YbDSG8/s400/maglight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175646705706903330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mini Maglite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This maglite mini uses 2 AA batteries. With this, it gives out 15 lumens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my L2D which also uses 2 AA batteries gives out an impressive 135 lumens! So now you know how come it causes temporary blindness. Now all those baddies out there, watch out! When I walk alone or see someone suspicious, I am prepared and be on my guard already. But of course, our sense of safety and strength is always primarily from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, somehow holding this flashlight and switching it on and off kinda make me feel as tho I'm in a movie, like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OZENCUpzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YJHepeYcmwg/s1600-h/anakin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OZENCUpzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YJHepeYcmwg/s400/anakin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175648694276761394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How I imagine myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, unfortunately in real life, I look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OfntCUp1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/pkTJvhWwVAg/s1600-h/09032008732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OfntCUp1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/pkTJvhWwVAg/s400/09032008732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175655901231884114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some jedi wannabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my brother was the one who started this flashlight craze in my family. He has a surefire G2. And so does Iggy (yellow colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9Oa0dCUp0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/E4BYrJMFgwU/s1600-h/G2L-BK_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9Oa0dCUp0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/E4BYrJMFgwU/s400/G2L-BK_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175650622717077314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Surefire G2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one gives 65 lumens if im not mistaken. RM199. However, it shines yellow but mine shines white. Technically yellow light gives better distance and can penetrate through air better. ( same applies to car headlamps). So, even though it is only 80 lumens, it is brighter than mine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OhUdCUp2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ocK7KOoZeVI/s1600-h/G2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9OhUdCUp2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ocK7KOoZeVI/s400/G2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175657769542657890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taken and edited by my brother, Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well for those who are starting to get interesting in flashlight after reading this post, watch this video on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fenix vs Surefire vs Maglite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/isfuJ8ru7Xk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/isfuJ8ru7Xk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Haha sometimes Im just evil. I like flashing it into people's faces. Even mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Which in the event, gives me a headache. And after that when I close my eyes, I can see the end of the tunnel ( if u know what I mean..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgotten to add this, but since JR brought it up, yes, i use it as a substitute weapon and since I cant bring out my switch blade and baton, I bring my Flashlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-1100535915475439621?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/1100535915475439621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=1100535915475439621&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/1100535915475439621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/1100535915475439621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-new-flashlight.html' title='My new Flashlight'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R9MsZdCUpwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qOeOI0Ywq84/s72-c/L2d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-7021095806497412680</id><published>2008-03-05T13:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:11.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Sunday</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday during sermon, something really interesting/ amusing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sui Li was wearing this bangle (white with polka dots) and Angeline took to have a look at it. She was fidgeting around with it and she started to slide her hand in. It was loose. Then trying to do something different, she slided it higher above her elbow and was surprised that it could go that high. Then when she tried taking it off, u might have guessed it, it got stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching her the whole time and I couldn't believe what I just saw. I started laughing. She was still trying to pull it off but I couldn't control myself. I know I shouldn't have laughed but I couldn't help it. Ha ha ha. Finally when i regain consciousness, I tried helping her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R842NmGTfII/AAAAAAAAALY/VGs7msfqAgo/s1600-h/02032008716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R842NmGTfII/AAAAAAAAALY/VGs7msfqAgo/s400/02032008716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174132629088468098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really stuck so I poured some water over her arm to make it slippery. Didnt work. Finally after some yanking and pulling, she managed to free herself from the clutches of Polka-Bangle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the process, she hurt herself. Poor thing..&lt;br /&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/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R84232GTfJI/AAAAAAAAALg/Yl7CCp85VCk/s1600-h/02032008718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R84232GTfJI/AAAAAAAAALg/Yl7CCp85VCk/s400/02032008718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174133354937941138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This isn't Nicholas' arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Daniel Loo was behind us and was laughing so hard the whole time. I was so afraid that Pastor Ronnie would scold us in front of the pulpit. So the whole time I had to tell him not to make a commotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know, he took the bangle and manage to get his hand stuck. Yea.. I know. 3 cheers for the genius Daniel Loo. At that time,  I didn't know whether I was highly amused or highly shocked by his new found intelligence. And you know what's the best thing he said &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Eh!!! how to go up on stage like this later?? ". &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I tell you,  it sounded so ridiculous I was bending over laughing my head off! That fella was on duty that week and I really dont wanna imagine him playing the bass with that bangle on him! New fashion ah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R847QmGTfKI/AAAAAAAAALo/jqVtZV48E_A/s1600-h/02032008719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R847QmGTfKI/AAAAAAAAALo/jqVtZV48E_A/s400/02032008719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174138178186214562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This guy just realize that he shouldn't have done that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Chia started pulling it for him and the fella started yelling! Remember that all this happened during service. I could feel that pastor was looking at us from the stage d. Die la I thought,  because of this genius, we'll all kena d la. It was so stuck that no matter how hard he tried yanking it, it just wouldn't come off. Finally after 5 minutes he manage to take it off just before the musicians were called up to stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing nothing bad happened. Anyway after service we had to wait for Fook Sim who's in a meeting to go for lunch. While waiting, Jocelyn and Kears probably started to get bored and Jocelyn started chasing Kears around on the second floor. Kam Fwei as usual, was there looking emotional again. Kam fwei, Nicholas, Angeline and I were watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R84-gmGTfLI/AAAAAAAAALw/zuxT5VIoIfE/s1600-h/02032008720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R84-gmGTfLI/AAAAAAAAALw/zuxT5VIoIfE/s400/02032008720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174141751599004850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scene from a horror movie. Nope, its just Jocelyn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then Kam Fwei said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The next time Kears pass us, we catch him!!&lt;/span&gt;" and so we did. Here is how it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BDh3Ld6uSlI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BDh3Ld6uSlI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unknown reason, I actually find it funny to do this  to someone. Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today, from all the numerous events, we can only learn from them to help us survive in this world. Learn from the guru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Lesson 1: Never play with someone else's stuff. In an unfortunate event, it might just become yours, parmanently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Lesson 2: Learn from lesson 1 and don't think your hand is smaller than victim 1. You might just become victim 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Lesson 3: If you became victim 3, you need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Lesson 4: Do not try this during service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Lesson 5:Jocelyn is scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2394204821573220881-7021095806497412680?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/7021095806497412680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=7021095806497412680&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7021095806497412680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7021095806497412680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-sunday.html' title='Funny Sunday'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R842NmGTfII/AAAAAAAAALY/VGs7msfqAgo/s72-c/02032008716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-4799232017078836417</id><published>2008-03-02T21:20:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:16.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gua Tempurung Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The bunch of youth went for an outing in Gua Tempurung yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, let me tell you how the whole day went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bus was gonna leave at 8am. We were all supposed to meet in church at 7.45am before the bus comes. Then donno which genius, oh i think it was Daniel Loo said wanna go for breakfast at 7am at Ampang Jaya. Siao. So okay la, I called Angeline, Kam Fwei, my brother, Iggy and Shannon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Since everytime some people just can't be punctual, Fook Sim suggested that the late one belanja the group. Haha. Confirm my breakfast is free already LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So anyway, I woke up and fetched my brother and Angeline and headed to the place (Shannon following behind). Crazy, it was still dark, and raining. The first guy we saw there, Kam Fwei! we reached at 7am sharp. So memang, free breakfast d. ha ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Waited awhile and Daniel loo came with his 2 sisters. 2 minutes late! lousy fella. The fella coming up with excuses la. Father slow la, sisters slow la. Then we started ordering first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Suddenly, after 10 minutes, Fook Sim drove past! This was how his story goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Us: HAHAHAHA! Thank you la! Why so late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fook Sim: Aiyo! Donno la, woke up late la. Last night slept so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Us: What time did u wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fook Sim: 6.50. Then i thought sure can make it one. Wont be the latest! somemore raining. Everyone sure late one la. So i rushed. Then, when im reaching the place.. i saw Kevan's car. Alamak! Then saw kam fwei's car! Then i look for Daniel loo's car.... YESSSSSSS!!!!!!! Dont have!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But when he looked at the shop,  to his horror he saw all of us taking up 2 tables. We saw him  banging his steering wheel (literally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fook Sim: Eh i thought just the few of us one?? Y until sister brother all come one???  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, being a sport, he really paid for all of us. Around 30 bucks i think. ha ha ha. Betul Betul free breakfast. And the funny thing was, he rushed over from home without even changing. So he had to go home and change. Came to pay only. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, during the journey there, the bus broke down. Stopped at the side of the road. Battery conked out! Havoc la in the bus. So no choice, waited in the bus. Then, Some of the boys wanted to pee. So okay la, we asked them to goto the side and answer nature's call. But the girls, all full of curiosity started  peeping out the window!  all grinning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Oi! Dont look la! people trying to pee la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Girls: hehehehehehe! *grins* hehehehe *peeps* hehehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, imagine the amount of pressure the boys have. Must perform well. Wanna tembak also must tembak properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Kam Fwei wanted to go also.  I felt like going to so i followed. Then, that joker said," eh! come la we see who can tembak the furthest..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed. So the competition began. I started 'shooting'. The fella, nothing came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: Eh! why you nothing one???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Kam Fwei: eh, cannot come out la! I donno why la! the fella dowan to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell you, i was tempted to turn and 'shoot' him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Kam fwei did it with the others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2VmDfdnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vXnqQmwaRNc/s1600-h/peeing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2VmDfdnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vXnqQmwaRNc/s400/peeing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173147604097136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why must they stand so far from each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wondering what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2O2DfdmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/x3097q1rjHI/s1600-h/sexyiggy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2O2DfdmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/x3097q1rjHI/s400/sexyiggy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173147488133019234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If i stand sexy , hopefully someone stops..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2eGDfdoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VFmh1jv8oqI/s1600-h/me+and+ang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2eGDfdoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VFmh1jv8oqI/s400/me+and+ang.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173147750126024322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Angeline and I blocking the exit. No one leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q70mDfeAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fgu5-lUMyv4/s1600-h/4+ppl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q70mDfeAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fgu5-lUMyv4/s400/4+ppl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173153634231220226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jocelyn. donno who she's scolding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q7umDfd_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Z6rkOqMqgXU/s1600-h/DSCN6546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q7umDfd_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Z6rkOqMqgXU/s400/DSCN6546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173153531152005106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Inside the cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q7c2Dfd-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1WVON6zIqOQ/s1600-h/DSCN6575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q7c2Dfd-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1WVON6zIqOQ/s400/DSCN6575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173153226209327074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q7HmDfd7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SeRq6ZGrLtk/s1600-h/DSCN6587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q7HmDfd7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SeRq6ZGrLtk/s400/DSCN6587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173152861137106866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Catching people from the rock slide so they wont fall off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q67GDfd5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ESiQKGWapBM/s1600-h/DSCN6589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q67GDfd5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ESiQKGWapBM/s400/DSCN6589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173152646388742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Horrified faces waiting for their turn to slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5IGDfduI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iGWRHHaXvB0/s1600-h/DSCN6588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5IGDfduI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iGWRHHaXvB0/s400/DSCN6588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150670703785698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone fell off!! nah, just kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q6j2Dfd3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rz-6QpPKMKo/s1600-h/DSCN6602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q6j2Dfd3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rz-6QpPKMKo/s400/DSCN6602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173152246956783474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never seen that smile before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q612Dfd4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/H9f7wR5WNVg/s1600-h/DSCN6595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q612Dfd4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/H9f7wR5WNVg/s400/DSCN6595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173152556194428802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q6GmDfd1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/jOrkP79_rHw/s1600-h/DSCN6621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q6GmDfd1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/jOrkP79_rHw/s400/DSCN6621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173151744445609810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5_2Dfd0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/v6RshrVoCig/s1600-h/DSCN6625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5_2Dfd0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/v6RshrVoCig/s400/DSCN6625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173151628481492802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q55mDfdzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gTxncLaZ6Yg/s1600-h/DSCN6634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q55mDfdzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gTxncLaZ6Yg/s400/DSCN6634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173151521107310386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q9eGDfeBI/AAAAAAAAALA/R3n0k7vL1MM/s1600-h/DSCN6646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q9eGDfeBI/AAAAAAAAALA/R3n0k7vL1MM/s400/DSCN6646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173155446707419154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Doing ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Outside the cave. Lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5YmDfdwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LgnoqjjmxIw/s1600-h/DSCN6782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5YmDfdwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LgnoqjjmxIw/s400/DSCN6782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150954171627266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q44GDfdtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/nAwTeNIr0to/s1600-h/DSCN6806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q44GDfdtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/nAwTeNIr0to/s400/DSCN6806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150395825878738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q-lGDfeCI/AAAAAAAAALI/Iv-OYVszomw/s1600-h/DSCN6829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q-lGDfeCI/AAAAAAAAALI/Iv-OYVszomw/s400/DSCN6829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173156666478131234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5PmDfdvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zYQ38lJr6Ws/s1600-h/DSCN6790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q5PmDfdvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zYQ38lJr6Ws/s400/DSCN6790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150799552804594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I havent eat la. Nothing in my mouth ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q4zGDfdsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/HEX6ZUhUiGY/s1600-h/DSCN6853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q4zGDfdsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/HEX6ZUhUiGY/s400/DSCN6853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150309926532802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fook Sim: No pictures ah i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: look, Im smilling d, faster take la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q4mGDfdrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KkwjIIjSEFk/s1600-h/DSCN6863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q4mGDfdrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KkwjIIjSEFk/s400/DSCN6863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150086588233394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q4hGDfdqI/AAAAAAAAAII/MfHoTOj0Zto/s1600-h/DSCN6890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q4hGDfdqI/AAAAAAAAAII/MfHoTOj0Zto/s400/DSCN6890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173150000688887458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, we enjoyed ourselves. But as most of you don't know, we almost couldn't enter the wet part in the cave due to the late arrival. Through prayers, we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs ache when I reached home. This is worse than playing football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-4799232017078836417?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/4799232017078836417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=4799232017078836417&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4799232017078836417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4799232017078836417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/03/gua-tempurung-trip.html' title='Gua Tempurung Trip'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R8q2VmDfdnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vXnqQmwaRNc/s72-c/peeing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-4360742873848857014</id><published>2008-02-29T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:44:09.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Jokes</title><content type='html'>Been reading and found these few jokes which made me really LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Did you check for blood pressure?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Did you check for breathing?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;Q: But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?&lt;br /&gt;A: It is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Satan visited a lawyer. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan visited a lawyer. He was interested in making him a special lawyers' offer. "If you're willing to give me one major thing, I can arrange a very special deal for you. I can multiply your income by five or even six. This way, everybody will adore you, look up to you, respect you. You'll be able to take as much vacation as you wish. Nobody will ever call you a lying, cheating lawyer ever again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what do you need in return?" Asked the eager lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In return I need your wife's soul, as well as your children's and their children's. Their souls must prevail in hell for ever and ever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pausing a moment, the lawyer asked, confused, "What's the catch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Why corruption in Malaysia will never  be eradicated ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Because when officials met, they reminded one another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Official A said, &lt;b&gt;'Wa Salah Lu Mai Kong'  (Assalamualaikum)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Official B replied, &lt;b&gt;'Wa Mai Kong Lu Salah' (Wualaikumsalam) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-4360742873848857014?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/4360742873848857014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=4360742873848857014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4360742873848857014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4360742873848857014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-jokes.html' title='Random Jokes'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-2876254706339549190</id><published>2008-02-26T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:58:27.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll Results</title><content type='html'>Weird. From the poll results, I found that 47% get stuck in jams but 53% are the ones watch those who are stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logically, the 47% shouldn't be the one who gets stuck in the jam right since the majority of the cars are in the opposite direction. Which means that the other direction should be jammed instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or we can blame it on lousy road design&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-2876254706339549190?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/2876254706339549190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=2876254706339549190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/2876254706339549190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/2876254706339549190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/poll-results.html' title='Poll Results'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-7112971036295285809</id><published>2008-02-23T09:21:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:16.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Home Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Home Group is a small group gathering consisting of around 10+ people in a home (yea). As for my group, we gather at Jocelyn Tan's house every Friday. We first have a round of ice-breaker, then worship, sharing of the Word and finally, food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I enjoy my members in my group. They are a bunch of fun people. Like last night, they couldn't just stop talking even while I am sharing. Even when i kept quiet and looked at them, they look back at me and suddenly burst out laughing. What did I do?? These youth are just so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nope, I don't know what they had for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You learn alot of things in a Home Group. You'll get to know more about people, their strength and weaknesses. Likewise your members will get to know about yours too. But we adapt and understand more about the people around us and we work better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R798KEzk4iI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Gf4gCTZ7N18/s1600-h/26102007323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R798KEzk4iI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Gf4gCTZ7N18/s400/26102007323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169987409775223330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun during Ice-Breakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But most of the time, we have fun! The gatherings are always full of laughter and jokes. Recently, my Home Group has created a new type of 'punishment'. Truth or dare. But we found out that truth was sometimes not the truth -_- , and the truth can be dangerous (Im sure some of you would know what I mean). So we just stick to dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a choice, I would rather choose dare over truth la. Haha. But knowing how cruel their ideas can be, it can be quite dangerous too. But still, what's the point of a punishment if it doesn't feel like one right?   As for me, I'm definitely not one of the cruel guys. ho ho ho. Cos Im nice! *GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here are some dares that we had, they're just so funny. Watch them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Giwon ( we know him as Ki-Won)    shouting " I WANT TISSUE PAPER!!" and a 3 seconds scream " AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" watch how he hesitates  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: georgia;" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_uBSY7GhSnU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_uBSY7GhSnU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Jocelyn Tan - Doing superman with manual transission (1 hand up) then auto transmission (2 hands up)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4txuhZQfgHU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4txuhZQfgHU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dora - Holding the grill and doing the Tarzan Scream! (better lower your volume for this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/97NJR1NX-18&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/97NJR1NX-18&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually can't believe that they did it. They are just such sporting people. I am really impressed at them. Actually I can't imagine myself doing those. But I dont have to worry la because I'm the camera man mah. No one will get to record me! *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night someone from my HG made an appearance in this! Guess who. See if u get it right when u see the person this sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R799pEzk4jI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zGYT_bMfDuQ/s1600-h/22022008677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R799pEzk4jI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zGYT_bMfDuQ/s400/22022008677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169989041862795826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's ice breaker was about drawing with your eyes closed on a piece of paper while I tell them what to draw. I saw really interesting drawings. Pictures will be uploaded soon. Be sure to see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-7112971036295285809?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/7112971036295285809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=7112971036295285809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7112971036295285809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/7112971036295285809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/only-in-home-group.html' title='Only in Home Group'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R798KEzk4iI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Gf4gCTZ7N18/s72-c/26102007323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-4424790463551543913</id><published>2008-02-20T14:27:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:21.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan's Farewell Dinner at Sakae Sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ivan was leaving back to New Zealand. So some of the youth had planned to give him a nice dinner before he leaves. It was to be at Sakae Sushi, Pavillion at 7.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I reached at 6.30pm. Since I was early, I walked over to Angeline's office which is just a few blocks down to see her.  We met Sui Li on the way back.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Angeline was getting hungry and we decided to have some donuts at J.Co. We  bought 3 and sat inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vKkUzk4PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TzTQ9jKH3u8/s1600-h/19022008629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vKkUzk4PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TzTQ9jKH3u8/s400/19022008629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168947722746913010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From left - Almond something (Angeline's),  Peanut Butter Something (Sui Li's),  Belgian Chocolate Something (Mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was extremely good. I like mine. Bitter-ish but rich chocolate. I wouldn't have mind going for a second.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But we went to another shop and bought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Yow Char Kwai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vMiUzk4RI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DwqNgRnkTiw/s1600-h/19022008633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vMiUzk4RI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DwqNgRnkTiw/s400/19022008633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168949887410430226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excited girls can't wait to get their hands on the Yow Char Kwai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So then it was time to head to Sakae Sushi. But Ivan was late. So we waited inside&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vNW0zk4SI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XNYJ4d5LmW0/s1600-h/19022008635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vNW0zk4SI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XNYJ4d5LmW0/s400/19022008635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168950789353562402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From left- Donno whose hand,  Justin,  Fook Sim,  Jocelyn,  Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After waiting for a bit, Ivan showed up and we started to eat. I was so engrossed eating I forgot to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the 3 geniuses  Justin, Daniel Loo and Nicholas decided to play a counting game with only the guys and wherever the number stops at a guy, that guy has to eat a sushi with a whole lot of wasabi ( game description not important lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 5 remaining sushis, which means 5 rounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vR8Uzk4TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IXFAbxspU60/s1600-h/19022008641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vR8Uzk4TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IXFAbxspU60/s400/19022008641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168955831645167922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadistic Wasabi Brewer, Justin- just look at that grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those 5 innocent Sushis became like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vSQkzk4UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uV77TJeTGis/s1600-h/5+sushi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vSQkzk4UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uV77TJeTGis/s400/5+sushi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168956179537518914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that Iggy was the most scared of all of us. His expressions were priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vY7kzk4bI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7t1FZoGGWAg/s1600-h/19022008655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vY7kzk4bI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7t1FZoGGWAg/s400/19022008655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168963515341660594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh why la put so much wasabi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And so the game began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each round when they were counting, I got scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the 5 unlucky guys were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fook Sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vUGUzk4VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rmypsrSoGAE/s1600-h/19022008648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vUGUzk4VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rmypsrSoGAE/s400/19022008648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168958202467115346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hah?? you all counted correctly anot wei?? pakat one is it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bernard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vUaUzk4WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/C4A2wqcyD68/s1600-h/19022008652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vUaUzk4WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/C4A2wqcyD68/s400/19022008652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168958546064499042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Small thing la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Iggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vU9kzk4XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uv5ECGngBaw/s1600-h/19022008660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vU9kzk4XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uv5ECGngBaw/s400/19022008660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168959151654887794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ama, why me la??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vVL0zk4YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cxYNsa6zVvI/s1600-h/19022008667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vVL0zk4YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cxYNsa6zVvI/s400/19022008667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168959396468023682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why put so little la  *covers nose from camera*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. John Reuben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vVmkzk4ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WMQrIX_G1LQ/s1600-h/19022008671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vVmkzk4ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WMQrIX_G1LQ/s400/19022008671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168959856029524370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girls, watch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So all of them had to each eat the 'defiled' sushis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vYYEzk4aI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IGsz6U59gq8/s1600-h/cries.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vYYEzk4aI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IGsz6U59gq8/s400/cries.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168962905456304546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They look like they just won the oscar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the loudest table at that place. Other customers were just looking at us going crazy cheering, clapping and cheering their heads off. Somehow for some reason, all of them wanted me to kena! I don't know why were they so wicked. Teruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, as tradition, we just had to make Ivan eat some wasabi before he leaves. Its tradition la. Come on la, when it comes to tradition, everything is just right. And so we stuff a california wasabi roll into him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vawEzk4cI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IsczjKTekys/s1600-h/19022008674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vawEzk4cI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IsczjKTekys/s400/19022008674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168965516796420546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't tell if it is hot, or he likes it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the few of us took some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vcEUzk4dI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vsm3zlG04_Y/s1600-h/19022008638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vcEUzk4dI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vsm3zlG04_Y/s400/19022008638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168966964200399314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After MUCH wasabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vcnEzk4eI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Irj0C7IgrcU/s1600-h/19022008640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vcnEzk4eI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Irj0C7IgrcU/s400/19022008640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168967561200853474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still high on wasabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we paid and lepak-ed outside and chit- chat. Outside, Ivan caught Bernard and Nicholas 'playing'. But I donno, it just didn't look right.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vc_kzk4fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-zMiSqEeypw/s1600-h/19022008675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vc_kzk4fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-zMiSqEeypw/s400/19022008675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168967982107648498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These 2 also had their share of wasabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is this the side effect of extreme wasabi consumption???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do you think?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-4424790463551543913?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/4424790463551543913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=4424790463551543913&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4424790463551543913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/4424790463551543913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/ivans-farewell-dinner-at-sakae-sushi.html' title='Ivan&apos;s Farewell Dinner at Sakae Sushi'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7vKkUzk4PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TzTQ9jKH3u8/s72-c/19022008629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-5828318893426033582</id><published>2008-02-19T13:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:21.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicidal Foo Chuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Yong Tou Foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. And I especially prefer the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fcuk&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foo chuk&lt;/span&gt; over the rest.  I like its deep fried, crispy, oily texture and the fish paste inside. Normally I'd just take 5 of them and a bowl of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7puOEzk4OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LkAyHI4VZ3Q/s1600-h/19022008626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7puOEzk4OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LkAyHI4VZ3Q/s400/19022008626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168564710448357602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However today, one of them decided to die on me. Literally. It committed suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7pttUzk4NI/AAAAAAAAAEY/oIpbUBE_fTs/s1600-h/19022008625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7pttUzk4NI/AAAAAAAAAEY/oIpbUBE_fTs/s400/19022008625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168564147807641810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; foo chuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All I could think of was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why wasn't it the veggies that committed suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-5828318893426033582?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/5828318893426033582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=5828318893426033582&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/5828318893426033582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/5828318893426033582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/suicidal-foo-chuk.html' title='Suicidal Foo Chuk'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7puOEzk4OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LkAyHI4VZ3Q/s72-c/19022008626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-6713495095186122738</id><published>2008-02-19T08:52:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:24.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As most of you guys know, I live in Ampang and I work in Puchong. It is approximately 40km one way. Including the jams, traffic lights, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; slow drivers&lt;/s&gt; etc., it takes a little more than 1 hour to get work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you also know, I am not a fast driver, ho ho ho. I drive within the speed limit, ho ho ho. But still, by going through this for almost a year, I am pretty much gotten used to long distance drivings and have mastered the stress-handling-during-traffic-jams art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7oqfEzk3_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Nk-2bu3CkKo/s1600-h/19022008600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7oqfEzk3_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Nk-2bu3CkKo/s400/19022008600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168490235715444722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leaving my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning when I leave my house, I think I leave expression-less. Probably I'll look like a zombie. When I start driving, I think me and most drivers will have this same expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ovFUzk4AI/AAAAAAAAACw/XsP90-vI60A/s1600-h/sleepyface.Jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ovFUzk4AI/AAAAAAAAACw/XsP90-vI60A/s400/sleepyface.Jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168495290891952130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;What am I doing up at this hour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me, why don't you try observing tomorrow. But the thing is, not many have pleasant drives to work. I am one of them.  For  Instance , it can be really relaxing at the start. Smooth driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ov2Uzk4BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8oeRZus_E3g/s1600-h/19022008603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ov2Uzk4BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8oeRZus_E3g/s400/19022008603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168496132705542162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;clear road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then as regular drivers, we all know which spot will the jam will start.  Also there are those traffic lights which tend to change to red in the morning faster than any other time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7owlEzk4CI/AAAAAAAAADA/f8M4c7-CmiU/s1600-h/19022008607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7owlEzk4CI/AAAAAAAAADA/f8M4c7-CmiU/s400/19022008607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168496935864426530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lousy traffic lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really don't have the patience to wait. When I see red lights, I cant help but to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ovFUzk4AI/AAAAAAAAACw/XsP90-vI60A/s1600-h/sleepyface.Jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ovFUzk4AI/AAAAAAAAACw/XsP90-vI60A/s400/sleepyface.Jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168495290891952130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lousy red light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To get to work, I need to use a highway. I actually prefer driving on the highway than being in city streets. I prefer the smooth cruising, wide lanes, f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;ast driving&lt;/s&gt; and I have low stress level (until I see the toll booth)  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ozTEzk4DI/AAAAAAAAADI/XnZ8PeR_blI/s1600-h/19022008609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7ozTEzk4DI/AAAAAAAAADI/XnZ8PeR_blI/s400/19022008609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168499925161664562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Entering the highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like I mentioned earlier, experienced drivers know almost all of the jam spots. The anticipation of seeing the piled up cars can be tormenting. But then we have to just go head on to face it.&lt;/p&gt;Some of us kill time by actually looking at billboards at the side of the road while driving. I personally don't event realise they were there until I took this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7oz1Uzk4EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IVADR6xxpaM/s1600-h/19022008610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7oz1Uzk4EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IVADR6xxpaM/s400/19022008610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168500513572184130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Billboards at the side of the highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then here comes the best part. Yeah, the jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o1dUzk4FI/AAAAAAAAADY/m74Vjc5bIUo/s1600-h/19022008611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o1dUzk4FI/AAAAAAAAADY/m74Vjc5bIUo/s400/19022008611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168502300278579282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really unfair that most of the time, the jam somehow only happens on your side of the road. Not the other side, but my side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o140zk4GI/AAAAAAAAADg/4EuBmX0SqbY/s1600-h/19022008614a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o140zk4GI/AAAAAAAAADg/4EuBmX0SqbY/s400/19022008614a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168502772724981858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       Unfair scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't happen only once&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/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o3SEzk4HI/AAAAAAAAADo/L-Gx-4-tVQ8/s1600-h/19022008615a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o3SEzk4HI/AAAAAAAAADo/L-Gx-4-tVQ8/s400/19022008615a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168504306028306546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone by now would be highly uptight. Angry and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o5ekzk4MI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1P1jecd81wc/s1600-h/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o5ekzk4MI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1P1jecd81wc/s400/angry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168506719799926978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid la! Why my road always jam one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But you know, through some turn of events, life is fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o3tkzk4II/AAAAAAAAADw/MT4QNIqX4Gg/s1600-h/19022008616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o3tkzk4II/AAAAAAAAADw/MT4QNIqX4Gg/s400/19022008616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168504778474709122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Ahh, what bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be a sour grape but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o4aUzk4JI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CU0WGVchHL0/s1600-h/19022008617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o4aUzk4JI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CU0WGVchHL0/s400/19022008617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168505547273855122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justice prevails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Things can be interesting for me when I spot some nice cars on the road. For example I saw this today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o450zk4KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a5b9T56OLJQ/s1600-h/19022008618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o450zk4KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a5b9T56OLJQ/s400/19022008618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168506088439734434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he did it quite well. Not the common souped up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perdana&lt;/span&gt;s you see daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to snap this picture just before I reach my office. I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o5REzk4LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fFon3cBrD4s/s1600-h/19022008619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7o5REzk4LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fFon3cBrD4s/s400/19022008619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168506487871692978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a poll at the side of this page. Please vote yea. Also, leave a comment if you have something to say. But nothing about me looking like a chimpanzee ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-6713495095186122738?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/6713495095186122738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=6713495095186122738&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/6713495095186122738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/6713495095186122738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/journey-to-work.html' title='Journey to work'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7oqfEzk3_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Nk-2bu3CkKo/s72-c/19022008600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-2630209787248558447</id><published>2008-02-17T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:26.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pao Party and Coffee Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We had our Ang Pao Party yesterday. You would think that it would be organised by people who are the kind to give out Ang Paos. But no, these two guys made it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hHsEzk33I/AAAAAAAAABs/8L_HIL_hut0/s1600-h/iggyoli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hHsEzk33I/AAAAAAAAABs/8L_HIL_hut0/s400/iggyoli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167959394937528178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Iggy and Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was a change to have these two to organise a Chinese event. But hey, I was eager to see the event. Actually, for some reason I had the image of the event becoming something like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hKXEzk35I/AAAAAAAAAB8/okA5M1S8NN0/s1600-h/bollywood+dance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hKXEzk35I/AAAAAAAAAB8/okA5M1S8NN0/s400/bollywood+dance.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167962332695158674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It would be interesting to see the Lion Dance drums playing while a guy and a girl would be running around the green hills - with a bunch of donno who running around with them. Spinning around trees and rolling around everywhere, and suddenly she gets pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But good thing it wasn't like that. I think that the event was well planned and i think they both did a good job. I'm sure everyone who went to the party had a swell time.Well, I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;During the party there we lots of interesting games being played. There was this game where two guys had to stand on a newspaper without the feet touching the floor. The catch is that the newspaper will be folded in to half each round.  I paired up with Fergarsan. And we manage to reach to the semi-finals. This was how we did  during one of the rounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hM9Uzk36I/AAAAAAAAACE/nv9PSART0O8/s1600-h/piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hM9Uzk36I/AAAAAAAAACE/nv9PSART0O8/s400/piggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167965188848410530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I tell you, he was younger than me but he carried me. I felt so useless! Shouldn't I be the one being like this and carrying him instead??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I should've been like this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hNmUzk37I/AAAAAAAAACM/21p0MEMPqns/s1600-h/bodybuilder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hNmUzk37I/AAAAAAAAACM/21p0MEMPqns/s400/bodybuilder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167965893223047090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;   Supposed to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If like this carry two people at a time also can! sure win one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well it was pretty fun. That Fergarsan was strong. He carried me for a few minutes and was still smiling all the way. Which makes me realise, crap! i must be so underweight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This is bad. I really need to do something about my weight. Younger people are carrying me with ease and that shouldn't be the case!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then there were some sharing and dinner. After the event, a few of us decided to go for some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;minum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; at Coffee Bean. It was rare for the few of us to go for supper together but it was enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hO10zk38I/AAAAAAAAACU/9gmIysNXAOo/s1600-h/16022008592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hO10zk38I/AAAAAAAAACU/9gmIysNXAOo/s400/16022008592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167967259022647234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;from left- Angeline, Oliver, Iggy, Sui Li, Kam Fwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Angeline and I shared a Malibu Dream (strawberry/Banana) . We were curious. I thought it has an 'interesting' taste at the beginning, but she liked it. "Tastes like yogurt" she says. But not bad lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We left at 1 plus. Tired but satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-2630209787248558447?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/2630209787248558447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=2630209787248558447&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/2630209787248558447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/2630209787248558447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/ang-pao-party-and-coffee-bean.html' title='Ang Pao Party and Coffee Bean'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7hHsEzk33I/AAAAAAAAABs/8L_HIL_hut0/s72-c/iggyoli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394204821573220881.post-8881926949326121996</id><published>2008-02-15T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:43:29.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the first &lt;s&gt;successful&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt; attempt I've made by starting to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;It actually took me quite awhile to reach this part where I can create my post. Actually, I created an account from last time, but when i tried logging in, it failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with numerous trials and frustration, I'm here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'll start my first post by talking about my Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;This year, my family and I decided to go back to Kuantan. I had my new car, well okay, 1 year old, and I was eager to test it on this journey. So I offered to drive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left around 8pm and it was a 3 hour-ish journey. We left at the eve so that we could beat all the traffic. this was my first time driving so far(240km) and I didn't know what to expect. Would my legs cramp? Would I be sleepy? How terrible are highway drivers? The furthest I drove was actually to Malacca (?km) so I was anxiously excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unloading the things from the car, we went to our rooms. This is how my room looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VY8Uzk3sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q3p9DeyrdkI/s1600-h/06022008552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VY8Uzk3sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q3p9DeyrdkI/s320/06022008552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167133940877942466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Kevan/Desktop/kevan/pics/feb/06022008552.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;It really has that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kampung &lt;/span&gt;look and I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;Later, we got hungry and we decided to head for some satay nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I dont see why  people are so crazy over satay. I eat 5 sticks and i get &lt;i&gt;jelak. &lt;/i&gt;Maybe someone can actually tell me what's so special about satay. Can't even comprehand how ang mohs can eat like 30 sticks. Anyway, I was looking around for other food that I can order and I spotted &lt;i&gt;burung puyoh.&lt;/i&gt; Haha! I ordered it and so did my brother. And it came looking like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VYLEzk3rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qv8JaGoUiYw/s1600-h/07022008554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VYLEzk3rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qv8JaGoUiYw/s320/07022008554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167133094769385138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL some people are just so creative. It tasted quite good because it was freshly fried. But donnola, I thought it  tasted abit 'off'. Tasted kinda.. birdy? But my brother didn't think it was. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;We finished our food and left. And we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;This is how the house looks like during the day. Thats my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7Vaf0zk3tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6oDF1uVnE24/s1600-h/08022008563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7Vaf0zk3tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6oDF1uVnE24/s320/08022008563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167135650274926290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;And the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VbDUzk3uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SPnghXON_yk/s1600-h/07022008555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VbDUzk3uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SPnghXON_yk/s320/07022008555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167136260160282338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;and the backyard where I pull this lazy chair here to have my naps. Very breezy I tell you! Better than fan. But I'm not used to this chair. I end up waking up with line marks all over my body.  oh thats part of my mom at the bottom.  She reads there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7Vd-kzk3vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YiRAg5d-TTU/s1600-h/08022008562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7Vd-kzk3vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YiRAg5d-TTU/s320/08022008562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167139477090787058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;Also, there's this cat where it always roams at the backyard. It was so cute that my brother and I likes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;disturbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;playing with her. She likes rubbing herself on your arms, legs, and ..places..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;Here 's me with the cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VfQEzk3wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/D3LXkw_B7is/s1600-h/08022008570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VfQEzk3wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/D3LXkw_B7is/s320/08022008570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167140877250125570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;Here's my brother with the cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7Vft0zk3xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Jb8GQ4MW2ps/s1600-h/09022008583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7Vft0zk3xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Jb8GQ4MW2ps/s320/09022008583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167141388351233810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;And you know, she has that 'Puss-In-Boots' type of eyes! It was to die for! Don't believe me, take a look at this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VhK0zk3yI/AAAAAAAAABE/9xdnN5_kGHY/s1600-h/09022008584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VhK0zk3yI/AAAAAAAAABE/9xdnN5_kGHY/s400/09022008584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167142986079067938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't help but to go "awwwww..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach. Kuantan's beach is so commercialized. Drive-thru McDonalds, KFC, food courts, shops and more everywhere. Even  the floor is paved. They're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VjLUzk3zI/AAAAAAAAABM/31Qm0bXmyUU/s1600-h/07022008556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VjLUzk3zI/AAAAAAAAABM/31Qm0bXmyUU/s320/07022008556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167145193692258098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VkK0zk30I/AAAAAAAAABU/UFryUKWbzrs/s1600-h/07022008557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VkK0zk30I/AAAAAAAAABU/UFryUKWbzrs/s320/07022008557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167146284613951298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, it is even packed with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VlOEzk31I/AAAAAAAAABc/WHBgoBV_1ZI/s1600-h/09022008573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VlOEzk31I/AAAAAAAAABc/WHBgoBV_1ZI/s320/09022008573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167147439960153938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something like going to Petalling Street with stalls all around. But here, instead of having stalls, you can find this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VlsEzk32I/AAAAAAAAABk/jk9Z9p95KHA/s1600-h/09022008571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VlsEzk32I/AAAAAAAAABk/jk9Z9p95KHA/s320/09022008571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167147955356229474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats right, live drawings! There are about 4-5 of them. I was so impressed because it looks real! And its really cheap too. RM20 for a live image and RM30 for photo drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you I was so tempted to ask them to draw me, but dowanla, paiseh la let people look at you. Somemore how to smile for like 20 minutes. If you don't smile, your drawing would look like your funeral picture.Haha. Better give picture. But unfortunately I didn't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next time when I go back to Kuantan, I'll be sure to bring some photos with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2394204821573220881-8881926949326121996?l=kevanphua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/feeds/8881926949326121996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2394204821573220881&amp;postID=8881926949326121996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/8881926949326121996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2394204821573220881/posts/default/8881926949326121996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanphua.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Kevanphua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16251078586902236507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7jg7Uzk3-I/AAAAAAAAACg/qYyTdNhmx6g/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3JhrHnngj9Q/R7VY8Uzk3sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q3p9DeyrdkI/s72-c/06022008552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
