<?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-13216476</id><updated>2012-01-30T14:03:31.335+08:00</updated><category term='Reading'/><category term='Gadget'/><category term='Deco'/><category term='Family'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Poem/Wishes'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='G4M'/><category term='Video Clips'/><category term='Annoucement'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Gymfreak'/><category term='Complaints'/><category term='Wheel'/><category term='Animal World'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Jom Pi Makan'/><category term='Beau'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='Recipe'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Articles'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Shopaholic</title><subtitle type='html'>A story about myself...my daily journey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4808706448541249099</id><published>2011-12-22T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:48:54.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates 22/12/2011</title><content type='html'>It's the end of the year already and my life has been very exciting with a lot of things happened throughout the year. Not to mention some sad thing did occurs as well. It has been awhile since the last time I updated about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting second nephew anytime soon. I don't know how Danish will react to when he see the baby for the first time. He can talk very well and clearly. Both in English and Malay. ( His dad speaks English with him at most ) and it was funny when he counts.. after ten.. he goes one teen.. instead of eleven.. lol.. mom corrected him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kie my brother has learn to be more independent. He finished his SPM and will soon get his driving license. Both for Car and Motor-cylce. He grows up pretty fast.. my friends when they last saw him was surprised to see how much he has grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom however try to cheer herself up. I told her, if she wants to get married, I am all fine with that.. but she said NO. Well it's up to her but according to her, my brother and sister will not approve it! They mentioned that to her already. All I can do was laughing hearing this. She is busy too with her own activities and friends - thank God and having Danish stay with us daily will also keep her busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still keeping in touch with all my dearest best friends - sista, Uni gang and gymfreaks.. and of course newly formed Arisan and XOXO and Datins group..&amp;nbsp; ( see how many circle of friends I have? ) and this is not a group with my previous company ( Oil &amp;amp; Gas and IT company ) sighh..Most of my weekends will be filled by meeting any one of these group of people which consist of 6 and above members in a group...&amp;nbsp; the friendship continues and I have no complaint whatsoever with any of the members. :) This year, I've been traveling with Gymfreak and Uni gang and expected to have another round of travel with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends gave their supports ( even mom said I should ) for me to join cooking show competition which I find pretty interesting but after I get to know that, it requires me to hibernate from work for 6 months I have to say no. In the beginning I wanted to join Master Chef Malaysia. But then again, I have to skip that idea. I hope there will be more cooking show competition happening next year and I hope I am eligible to participate and enter to the qualifying stage at least :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop looking for a new friends. I dont mind acquaintance but if I have way too many friends I figured it is hard to maintain anyway. To make everyone happy and to be able to meet all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Career&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've updated previously about what is happening. I thought my former company has given up to ask me to join them but they did not. They still message me and wanting me to join their group in supporting and developing application. The thing is, I am not good at all with coding. Not that I can't do but I felt, it would be best for me to pass. I don't want to be too slow in catching up doing programming. That is my least interest actually. I managed to spoke to my former supervisor about how things are in my current company and where my career will be heading to and she seems composed and understand. I hope she will stop asking me. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing interesting is that I starts to learn Japanese language at my current work place. It is an individual initiative set by one of the colleague. It is pretty hard tho to remember all the character.. and I will have to start practicing on the writing to allow me to be more familiar and making me able to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Financial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say it is just enough.. nothing extra.. since single thing at my bestfriend's house ( Pavi and Isetan KLCC ) seems to be little expensive, I withdraw my shopping habits as much as I can. Although now I have better pay but I believe I have to spend accordingly and when I need to. I guess when I grow older everything look clearly and slowly I learn how to manage my finance.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shoppingsss &amp;amp; activities&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I tried to curb the habits but I still buy.. although no longer excessive... perhaps I did not show it much anymore over my blog. :) I think let's not talking about it.. perhaps I need to change my blog name too eh? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than food activities going on with me, I managed to make a trip for white water rafting this year. I am still looking for a friend who are interested to do wall climbing and also hiking but yet to found any. I passed a few mini marathon this year and I hope I will be able to do it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Health&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing major really happens. I had few bumps all along the year.. feverish, flu, cough, tonsillitis.I've started with my gym-workout regularly like I used to and control on my food and thank God.. I can see the results. So far I've lost 8-9KG but my weight has always fluctuated..&amp;nbsp; :) n more to loose I hope. I want to see results this time.. and I want my 6 packs.. hehehe ( tentunya maut statement iniew uols )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year, I managed to travel within the country and to neighbouring countries. It was fun altogether to travel with whacky mind groups. We laughs a lot and I am truly absolutely feel so good to be around with people who love each other company. As much as I travel this year, next year however, I don't plan to travel that much, coz I will need to save a lot for my next travelling plan in 2013. That is major!!!! :) I will furnish with details next year ok ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me keep it to myself. My cutie and I still communicating and I expect to see him in January..&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is my next year plan? This year I want to love myself a lot.. and I succeeded in doing so..&amp;nbsp; :) &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next year I want to stay active &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;in which I hope it will helps to get my body into shape. :) and for next year.. I have to spend to read and finished up all the 4 books which I have currently. I've not finished reading 2 books and has not started to read the other 2 books.&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/13216476-4808706448541249099?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4808706448541249099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4808706448541249099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4808706448541249099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4808706448541249099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-22122011.html' title='Updates 22/12/2011'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-3927273012037681464</id><published>2011-12-22T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:43:30.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-fatihah</title><content type='html'>Al-Fatihah buat nenda tersayang Puteh binti Yusof yang telah pulang ke rahmatullah pada pagi Isnin 12 December pada jam 11pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she was down with depression when my late father passed away last year and my uncle passed away in Januari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Rohnya di cucuri Rahmat dan segala amalan nyer yang baik diberikan ganjaran sewajarnya.. insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss her for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-3927273012037681464?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/3927273012037681464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=3927273012037681464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3927273012037681464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3927273012037681464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/12/al-fatihah.html' title='Al-fatihah'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7273055577128369544</id><published>2011-12-08T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:00:31.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Someone Like You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qemWRToNYJY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song.... I hope you guys like it too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7273055577128369544?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7273055577128369544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7273055577128369544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7273055577128369544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7273055577128369544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone Like You...'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qemWRToNYJY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8375467992153993742</id><published>2011-11-29T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:18:24.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>White Water Rafting</title><content type='html'>Was held on last weekend 26th November.. in Sungai Slim. Initially we are supposed to go to Kuala Kubu Bahru but then, the organiser changed the venue due to the water level was low. We left KL as early as 7am and reached there at almost 9.30pm. There are few groups joining us and we are taken into river stream by a truck. We had 4x4 experience before we arrived to the wild and rough river ( konon2 la )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1PBSXBL5ho/TtSHGxDRx3I/AAAAAAAAFzw/pkcQQJj1yuY/s1600/575738602_66f404b09b_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1PBSXBL5ho/TtSHGxDRx3I/AAAAAAAAFzw/pkcQQJj1yuY/s1600/575738602_66f404b09b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was my first time, I was pretty anxious not knowing how strong the river stream and what to expect although, all necessary safety measures were well taken care off. My boat consist of 5 other friends and 2 instructor navigate the last raft. : ) All I can say, it was amazing experience!! From one rapid to another was pretty challenging and the funny part was, even a small bumped all of us in a boat will scream! hahahaha...and to add more adventure to it, I was sitting right at the front.. and hell yeah.. I get to see everything even when our raft hit big rocks and folded our raft to half. huhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as we don't want to fall off from the raft, but in the end some of us fall off to the river and only 3 people left including 1 instructor. This happened due to our raft was sliding and it was before 2nd last rapid! I was holding tight to my raft and never let it go.. hehe and I kept on reminding my friends to do the same..&amp;nbsp; June was holding my life jacket and the river was pretty deep and I was not able to feel the ground... huhuhu. After all, we are all floating and there was nothing to be panicked about. We were then saved by the instructor and 2 other friends. After that, there are 2 more rapids we have to go thru and it's finished. It takes 5km to go down the stream and rapids and all I can say, most of us were tired and we had such a great time doing the activity. We might be doing this activity again but at a different location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iPy9B_4kf0/TtSHHzehYtI/AAAAAAAAFz4/T0OtQN5ceYU/s1600/White-water-rafting-Slim-River-Kg-Ulu-Slim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iPy9B_4kf0/TtSHHzehYtI/AAAAAAAAFz4/T0OtQN5ceYU/s320/White-water-rafting-Slim-River-Kg-Ulu-Slim.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once I arrived home, my skin was stinging.. and all I can see was, I had some tanned on my both arms and neck ( I wore a singlet ) and it looks funny and it was burnt. Bad thing, I did not apply any anti UV sun block and I think that makes it worst. Afraid of my skin will giving me more problem, I applied Aloe Vera After Sun lotion and it gave some comfort and sooth the stinging sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely look forward to go for more challenging 4-5 level. The one that we had was 2-3 level and it was fun.. fun fun..so those who has never tried, should give it ago and you wont regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8375467992153993742?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8375467992153993742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8375467992153993742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8375467992153993742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8375467992153993742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/white-water-rafting.html' title='White Water Rafting'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1PBSXBL5ho/TtSHGxDRx3I/AAAAAAAAFzw/pkcQQJj1yuY/s72-c/575738602_66f404b09b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-3359363704782641576</id><published>2011-11-23T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T12:43:14.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>BZ Saturday</title><content type='html'>Since I slept late a night before due to the party, I have made an appointment to meet my colleague Shara at 10am to test drive VW Jetta.. :D . We met at Desa Pandan and we went to the VW Showroom in Jalan Ampang. We have to wait for 20 minutes to get to test drive the car. The car is tag at RM149,888 ( +/- ). My impression about German car is good. The car accelerate with full power although it is running only at 1.4cc ... I felt like I am driving 1.8cc car. Handling is good and I absolutely has no complaints about this car. The interior looks good and the trunk is huge! But I might passed this car.. it is beyond my budget. I am looking for something below 140k..&amp;nbsp; :) Perhaps Beetle... 1.2 which price at RM130k. But still my option to get other car is still open.. to when will it happens.. I have no urgency plan yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, finished test-drive the car, I rushed home and change and I drove mom to Serdang to attend his friend's Childrens wedding ( 2 couples ). Lunch was held at MAERPS ( did I spell it right? ) exhibition hall. I was lost and have to drive back and forth on the highway.. I was laughing my head off due to driving at the same place until, I found the right place. It is pretty remote and that place has less tree and it was damn super HOT!! The hall was large and can keep 1000 guests at one time. It was a buffet lunch ( kenduri ) anyway.. so no complaint. I don't know who they are but according to mom, the host is her friend during Haj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent mom home and now I went to Panda's place. He was busy arranging his clothes. To let go the old and unwanted one and re-arrange them back.. while he did that.. I lied down on his bed and fall to sleep. I was tired and the next thing I know.. he lie down next to me and hold me in his arms :) Next thing I know.. it's already 6pm.. while busy cuddling and stuff we both has to go.. He has to attend his friend's birthday party held in KL and I have to rush to Bukit Persekutuan to attend my friend's birthday celebration.It was my first time going there and hmm it was dark all the way to go to that place.. hahaha.. and it was raining afterall.. the food was good and all of our friends were there and I had a good time as well :) . Once finished, it's already 10.30pm and I called Sanny to have a coffee with him. It has been 3 weeks since the last time I met him. I arrived home at 1am in the end.. hiks and yes I was tired and boomsssss off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-3359363704782641576?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/3359363704782641576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=3359363704782641576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3359363704782641576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3359363704782641576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/bz-saturday.html' title='BZ Saturday'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4001218386893463583</id><published>2011-11-23T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T17:09:51.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jom Pi Makan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/Wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Happy  Birthday to Sasha</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFQVIVnPAdI/Tsy2yTzrpNI/AAAAAAAAFyg/wHlI5PsOHy4/s1600/carlos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFQVIVnPAdI/Tsy2yTzrpNI/AAAAAAAAFyg/wHlI5PsOHy4/s320/carlos.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebration took place on Friday 18th November 2 days before the real " birthday " date. But before celebration, I get to check out CF gym at Lot10 and hmm I kinda like the place and it was pretty embarrassing when I wrongly trying to open cubicle and get the admin team to cut the pad-lock ( OMG!!! ) and then I realised my cubicle was at the other end.. huhuhu ( MALU!!!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the whole incidents happen, Panda was waiting for me at the lobby he did not do his workout since he arrived late... after the humiliating incidents, both of us walked to Pavi and get Sasha Tomasz Sabo Perfume she likes and then we browse around and KL now is on Sale! I get myself new undies from Private Structure and off we go for dinner. We hunt restaurant.. we don't want Mdm's Kwan and Grandmama.. I am tired of Italian while Panda don't want TGIF. Ben is so so anyway. We went to Tony Roma's but the only table left was at the entrance and that is so wrong!! So VERY WRONG!! I was a little bitch when I asked the waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oedFlCWdZWI/Tsy2-DA4zEI/AAAAAAAAFyo/4hqimU8jheg/s1600/IMG_2436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oedFlCWdZWI/Tsy2-DA4zEI/AAAAAAAAFyo/4hqimU8jheg/s320/IMG_2436.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can't we have any other table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress X: I believe not.. you can only have the round table or the one next to the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can't you do anything to help us to get a better table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress X: I believe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda: Round table is way too big for us Eddie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me: I know.. and it's like we are inviting 4 more people to come and eat with us... * I look at the waitress and asked her again * There is really nothing you can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress X: No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me: My money your service...&amp;nbsp; let's go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iragE4PRizA/Tsy3mHBq_JI/AAAAAAAAFzo/Qs1aN65i5j4/s1600/IMG_2439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iragE4PRizA/Tsy3mHBq_JI/AAAAAAAAFzo/Qs1aN65i5j4/s320/IMG_2439.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kOJc-NO_PE/Tsy2_nn5HgI/AAAAAAAAFyw/RjjSq4758-M/s1600/IMG_2438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kOJc-NO_PE/Tsy2_nn5HgI/AAAAAAAAFyw/RjjSq4758-M/s320/IMG_2438.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda and I walk out from the restaurant. There are way many restaurant around anyways... and we browse around and ended up at Carlos Mexiana Canteen. I ordered my Lamb Cutlet and Panda had his Grilled Chicken. We add on Nachos. Least that I expect, the Lamb Cutlet will come in a hot plate and it was smokey and when I poured the sauce over it became worst. hahaha.. seriously that was the worst way to steal the attention from the passers by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was good and fast and one thing that I was not quite happy, the waiter comes and collect my plates without acknowledge us. I still have my Nachos and I was thinking to have another tit-bit after my meal but it was taken over along with my empty plates. Both of us, was speechless.. and he was fast.. man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adHqJ3PsNeo/Tsy3ZCaU_mI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/TUpxbhAre2g/s1600/Teeq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adHqJ3PsNeo/Tsy3ZCaU_mI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/TUpxbhAre2g/s320/Teeq.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZCemUuuhnk/Tsy3Va1l6SI/AAAAAAAAFzA/XFXwUdsP_tI/s1600/teeq2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZCemUuuhnk/Tsy3Va1l6SI/AAAAAAAAFzA/XFXwUdsP_tI/s320/teeq2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We depart after that, leaving me at Rootz. Nobody was around. I called birthday girl and she was about to leave home. Dinner with her was supposed to starts at 9pm but knowing her, I would rather have dinner first, else I will be starved! hahaha...and then her friend Zali a very successful good looking businessman arrived. He smiled at me and we sat together. No later after that, Fara and her sister arrived together with another friend and another friend.. and then Sasha called me and asked if I can be a temporary host.. LOL.. I found that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl arrived at 9.50pm and our order was the last order the kitchen received. I was forced to eat again and that, makes me and Jen to share our food. ( I did not snap the photos... my bad ) The food was classy and it taste good. The presentation was good too.. but bear in mind... it was not meant to be shared. Especially Symphony Teeq Salad.. Jen and I decided to go with Cod Fish cooked in Tomato and ( I cant remember the whole name ) and it taste good. We finished up with Vanilla Sorbe as our dessert. Sasha and the rest except me and Fara had white wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While enjoying our foods, I saw a lot of people was queuing up at outside and waiting to enter Rootz. We however enjoyed conversations and foods.. Jen and I have a lot of things to catching up and I am glad that she was invited too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXxLLIMiikU/Tsy3fiphx8I/AAAAAAAAFzg/0CpmE-3hcl8/s1600/rootz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXxLLIMiikU/Tsy3fiphx8I/AAAAAAAAFzg/0CpmE-3hcl8/s320/rootz2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRH5kUxfBkM/Tsy3aHq_IbI/AAAAAAAAFzU/UUhNxk63mwY/s1600/rootz.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRH5kUxfBkM/Tsy3aHq_IbI/AAAAAAAAFzU/UUhNxk63mwY/s1600/rootz.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once dinner was done, we were all left the restaurant and getting ourselves ready to the hype beat of the clubs!! Along with us, there were more people Sasha invited and she had 6 bottles of Champagne that night. Some of the girls asked me if I drink ( alcohol ) and I said I quit drinking for good.. :) Not something pleasing the crowd but they respected me anyway... the club was big and dramatic and the music they play was good too. It was crowded with locals and foreigners and our cubicles was having way too many hot chicks.. yes.. ALL OF THEM ARE VERY VERY PRETTY GORGEOUS LOOKING LADIES... !!! all of them! We sang birthday song to Sasha at around 1am when they brought the cakes and Sasha was happy.Jen, Zali and I left Rootz at 2am and I was quite exhausted. will be very busy later in a day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy BIRTHDAY TO LOVELY SASHA!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4001218386893463583?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4001218386893463583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4001218386893463583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4001218386893463583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4001218386893463583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-sasha.html' title='Happy  Birthday to Sasha'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFQVIVnPAdI/Tsy2yTzrpNI/AAAAAAAAFyg/wHlI5PsOHy4/s72-c/carlos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-2923088258602385782</id><published>2011-11-16T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T02:19:48.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>にぽんっご - Niponggo and learning.</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah.. working at a new place, I was able to learn new language for Free!! One of my dear colleague who speaks Japanese initiated to have a language class. I took part of it of course!Knowing the fact that Japanese language use symbols in their writing, I find it difficult to memories all the words and worst, it has Hiragana and Katagana. Both has special character and stuff. I have been learning the writings for almost 3 weeks ( they started the class a month ago ) and soon we will be learning the grammar. :(&amp;nbsp; Can I make it?! I hope so.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; When I was in the Uitm, I took French Language lesson. I must say it is not easy either and of course my Francais is totally basic and it is meant for beginner. :) Even so, I am able to converse in a simple conversation and I can write simple sentences. Given a chance, I might take the course once again to master the language. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about me, I have a passion to learn and I love learning, the only set me aback is time and of course money. If I have those 2 luxury, I would have learn and taking up a lot of lessons - language, music, cooking and I really do hope one day I will be able to learn how to fly a fokker :) but that might be just a dream... But living a daily life, we ought to learn about a lot of thing with or without we realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other notes, my dream to own my MBA is still there but perhaps I will starts with doing my professional certificate ( of course I will fund this myself ) and we'll see what will happen.&amp;nbsp; :) I am interested to get PMP certification since it is quite value in the market and according to my friend AJ who is certified PMP, it makes and gives clear direction for the Project Manager and a Manager to do and manage the project given and from there, one can get clear guidelines on costing, time frame etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps 2012 and 2013 will be very exciting year for me to learn and add on my knowledge.. :) Pray for me ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-2923088258602385782?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/2923088258602385782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=2923088258602385782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2923088258602385782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2923088258602385782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/niponggo-and-learning.html' title='にぽんっご - Niponggo and learning.'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-222712694492725863</id><published>2011-11-14T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:40:35.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Pontianak aka Vampire at Sri Maya Condo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUbQx-wTvCI/TsCFfxqxVnI/AAAAAAAAFyY/IAzNPw9SEbA/s1600/pontianak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUbQx-wTvCI/TsCFfxqxVnI/AAAAAAAAFyY/IAzNPw9SEbA/s320/pontianak.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen any ghost in your life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 6am, I left Panda's house in Sri Maya ( I slept over at his place ) to the visitor's parking. The rain was just stop and it was so very quiet. As usual. I took the lift down and walked to the visitors car park. I don't know why I have to look to the unoccupied unit, behind the visitor's car park. The unoccupied unit was 2 unit of houses both on the ground floor and the 1st floor. When I looked up to the 1st floor, I saw some image like the above (photo) was standing right in front of the window and it was right behind my car.. huhuhuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, I thought someone hang a clothes or robe, but c'mon, when I arrived earlier on, there was nothing hanging over there and the house is non occupied anyway. I couldn't be wrong. It was Vampire aka Pontianak. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into my car and drove home and the moment I step into my car.. I had a goose bumps all the way until I arrived in my neighbourhood. I quickly whatspp Panda and he asked if I am doing ok and told me to drive safely home.Fearing it will follow me back home, I stop at the petrol station, re-fuel my car and leave home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered my house and told mom what I've seen;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Hang nih slalu sunggoh nampak hantu no! ( You've always seen spirit ). Tapi kat situ memang ada pun.. rumah adik hang pun dia masuk dulu... ( the spirit is there and used to go and stays in your sister's unit before ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Rezeki I la huhuhuhu ( my luck.. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to see Langsuir as well previously..&amp;nbsp; I guess I do have a luck in seeing this creature or perhaps they just want to show themselves to scare me and have some fun. But being me, I noticed, I was not that afraid but rather keep it relax and cool coz I believe, they are also a creature created by HIM. What makes us perhaps a little anxious or scared is due to the fact that we've been told that Ghosts are mean creature, they attacked and kill you and looking scary ( well maybe it is true after all ) and stuff. These kind of idea somehow makes us feel very fragile when we saw them. I am not surprised some people might get fever or worst possessed by the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-222712694492725863?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/222712694492725863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=222712694492725863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/222712694492725863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/222712694492725863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/pontianak-aka-vampire-at-sri-maya-condo.html' title='Pontianak aka Vampire at Sri Maya Condo'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUbQx-wTvCI/TsCFfxqxVnI/AAAAAAAAFyY/IAzNPw9SEbA/s72-c/pontianak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6397101439692696015</id><published>2011-11-13T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:20:17.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Sexy and I know it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FUwtcEB3Xgo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is totally catchy and self obsessed I would say and the clip is totally funny and X-rated people! LMFAO ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6397101439692696015?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6397101439692696015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6397101439692696015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6397101439692696015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6397101439692696015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/sexy-and-i-know-it.html' title='Sexy and I know it...'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FUwtcEB3Xgo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7515045505108263870</id><published>2011-11-13T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:24:36.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><title type='text'>Cooking with your heart &amp; Soul : Sweet &amp; Sour Dorry Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYldiY_VMnM/Tr9iyO-4pvI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/mlA1uHM1bz0/s1600/IMG_2432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYldiY_VMnM/Tr9iyO-4pvI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/mlA1uHM1bz0/s320/IMG_2432.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 pcs dory fish fillet ( I have no fresh dory fish in KL .. the only one I can find is the frozen one )&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of corn flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp white pepper&lt;br /&gt;pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;1 beaten egg&lt;br /&gt;Enough oil to deep fry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredient for sauce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 whole apple ( slice it )&lt;br /&gt;1 whole mango (slice it ) &lt;br /&gt;3 dried mushrooms ( slice it )&lt;br /&gt;1 small carrot ( slice it )&lt;br /&gt;1/2 onion ( slice it )&lt;br /&gt;1/2 red chili ( slice it )&lt;br /&gt;1 shallots&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves of garlic&lt;br /&gt;2 cm ginger ( thinly slice )&lt;br /&gt;1tbs sugar&lt;br /&gt;7 tbs chili sauce&lt;br /&gt;5 tbs tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs chili paste&lt;br /&gt;salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water &lt;br /&gt;1 tbs corn flour ( add with 3 tbs water - for thickening )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Preparations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cut the frozen dorry into bite size cutlet and wash accordingly&lt;br /&gt;2. Heat the oil. While waiting for the oil to heat, combine salt, pepper and corn flour in a container and beat one egg in a separate container.&lt;br /&gt;3. Once the oil is hot enough, coat the fish with egg and double coat it with corn-flour and fry the fish till golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;4. Repeat the same steps until all the fish cutlet are all fried up.&lt;br /&gt;5. Meanwhile, on a separate wok/ sauce pan, heat some oil enough to fry shallot, garlic and ginger. Fry them until fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Add on chili paste, chili sauce, tomato sauce, vinegar and sugar and salt.. and let it cook. Add on one cup of water and let it simmer.&lt;br /&gt;7. Once the sauce starts to bubbly, add on carrots, apple, mushrooms, onions and mango and leave it for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;8. Add on the fish cutlet into the sauce and combine it well.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lastly, add on the corn flour mix with water to thicken the sauce and once the sauce thick, it is ready to be served! voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: for the veg, you can always replace it with anything you like, you can also add in spring onion ( green onion ), capsicum chili,tomato, cauliflower and you can replace mango and apple with just pine apple. If you like some chili padi, you can add into it as well.. but I like it sweet and sour.. and no heat at all :) Happy trying !!! Best serve with hot plain rice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7515045505108263870?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7515045505108263870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7515045505108263870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7515045505108263870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7515045505108263870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/cooking-with-your-heart-soul-sweet-sour.html' title='Cooking with your heart &amp; Soul : Sweet &amp; Sour Dorry Fish'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYldiY_VMnM/Tr9iyO-4pvI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/mlA1uHM1bz0/s72-c/IMG_2432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7756090724930874860</id><published>2011-11-11T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:32:17.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Eidul Adha</title><content type='html'>This year for Aidil Adha, I participated in Qurban one part out of 7 parts from the cow and it cost about RM400 per part. Although I was told to be at the mosque during the sacrifice, I was way too sleepy after Adha prayer. Mom and Kie left and return in an hour time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Did you know you have to be there... to do "Akad"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Owh I didn't know.. so how was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I "akad" for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danish came in the afternoon and was sleeping. :( I wish I can play with him but I can't do much.. I miss his presence at home and now since I spent more time outside - work-gym-home, there is no way I had a chance to meet him. He left normally at 8pm and I arrived home at 9pm :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, mom came back with 1 basin of meat.. and I was like.. what the hell.. where are you going to load all the meat? and her answer is I DONT KNOW... sigh... bad idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, she cook Chicken Rendang, Ayam masak merah ( Chili Chicken ) and Ayam Masak Kicap and Tomato Rice ( amik ko.. lauk ayam sumer ... thanks to her.. love her a lot!) and my ex- Sham came over to my house and we had a chat.. it was quite awhile since the last time I knew him. He look happy and I am happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to bring some Rendang to Mr Panda, but he was not at home. Rohaiza came and collect me at 8.30pm to go to Putrajaya to meet Sabrina. I miss going out with the two of them. We ended up at Sabrina's auntie who hosted BBQ. Their children are pretty nice and her aunt and uncle is quite chatty people too.. :). Once done, we ended up at Q Bistro and Zaza joined us later. We hang out til 1.30am and the rain falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I miss during Eidul Adha is my dad's presence. He would normally participating in sacrifice and always asked me to join him, but, knowing me, having way too much soft spot for animal, I don't think I can ever see anyone cut the cow's throat. I even feel bad to buy fresh water fish where they have to instantly kill the fish... ( weird isn't it? ).Another thing that we missed this time is Lemang. I only bought 2 sticks of Lemang on 1st day of Eidul Adha. If my late father was around, we would have had Lemang a day before the Eid. Definitely that would be it. Else he would make a lot of noise. This time, we don't have many visitors unlike few years before... the house is quite quiet... but I find it peaceful and to add to the quiet, my Astro Decoder was kaput! hahahaah... sekian terima kasih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7756090724930874860?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7756090724930874860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7756090724930874860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7756090724930874860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7756090724930874860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/eidul-adha.html' title='Eidul Adha'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7283558077516027152</id><published>2011-11-10T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T13:36:52.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Room Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nW2wG4uXvmM/TrteMLn4jUI/AAAAAAAAFxU/OA-PCre7okc/s1600/wardrobe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nW2wG4uXvmM/TrteMLn4jUI/AAAAAAAAFxU/OA-PCre7okc/s1600/wardrobe.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is time for me to re-do my bedroom. First of all I need to get rid my wardrobe and replace with a new one - a built-in like above ( How I wish I can do walk-in wardrobe ), complete with hangers and drawers :) Second, to get new paint for my room and I am looking at below colours - either Khakis Green or Olive Green and Khakis colour. :), third, I wish I can knock down the wall and extend the room.. hehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not really surveyed the built-in cabinet makers but recently I went to Ikea and from the catalgoue and after mix-and-matched, it is going to cost me RM3020 only for wardrobe. Hmmm... now I felt like it is a bit too much for me to go for that... a friend suggested I try to look for a Kitchen/Cabinets -interior places and get the quotation and from there, perhaps I can get cheaper price. I am looking at that option too.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room, a medium size room attached with Bathroom and it is pretty slim room I would say... and the make over I can see easily going to cost me not more than RM5k if I want it to be as good and as what I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is.. when can I start paint my room?! 1st step...2nd step when should I go out and look for a quotation for my wardrobe? We'll see when this will materialise.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANqBLFSPYzQ/TrteM0qSaGI/AAAAAAAAFxY/K_DJCpqn7-o/s1600/green-feature-wall-color.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANqBLFSPYzQ/TrteM0qSaGI/AAAAAAAAFxY/K_DJCpqn7-o/s320/green-feature-wall-color.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7283558077516027152?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7283558077516027152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7283558077516027152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7283558077516027152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7283558077516027152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/room-make.html' title='Room Makeover'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nW2wG4uXvmM/TrteMLn4jUI/AAAAAAAAFxU/OA-PCre7okc/s72-c/wardrobe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6410527806343412613</id><published>2011-11-03T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:18:36.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Aku Di Cabul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utLAc-5y358/TrHrJlT0RlI/AAAAAAAAFw8/3cxhycEP9GU/s1600/SteamOfLife_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utLAc-5y358/TrHrJlT0RlI/AAAAAAAAFw8/3cxhycEP9GU/s320/SteamOfLife_m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kan ker bagus kalau cenggini tak der org kacau..walaupun berbogel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korang mesti tau kan pasal stock2 yang gersang berkeliaran di sauna?? Kejadian yang menyayat hati berlaku tat kala aku sudah menyempurnakan workouts aku. It started in a Changing Room I think. Masa tu dah abes workout and aku memang akan bukak baju and suar sumer..&amp;nbsp; ( but tidak la sampai ke tahap nak berbogel kan? ) dari ekor mata.. aku perasan mamat Cina sebelah cubicle aku dok perati2.. so aku buat tak tau jer la.. so once aku dah bukak sumer ( except for my undies ) aku as usual akan wrap towel.. and menuju ke sauna.. and tak der orang kat dalam tuh...aku rasa senang hati sikit.. and sikit happy... :) kalau crowded sangat pun tak best uols.. nanti kena berdiri and tak boleh duduk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jn-D8RxuHUI/TrHrLeR10FI/AAAAAAAAFxE/WKd2ak4yi38/s1600/stock-photo-happy-good-looking-and-attractive-young-man-with-muscular-body-relaxing-in-sauna-hot-55789798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jn-D8RxuHUI/TrHrLeR10FI/AAAAAAAAFxE/WKd2ak4yi38/s320/stock-photo-happy-good-looking-and-attractive-young-man-with-muscular-body-relaxing-in-sauna-hot-55789798.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuba kalau comel macam nih... harus mak terkam uols!! ops!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mamat Cina yang pandang aku tadi nih.. tetibe masuk jugak dlm sauna. Aku mmg pakai undies and letak towel kat sebelah.. tak terpikir pulak nak kena raba kan?! So what happen was, dier masuk and senyum2 gatal.. aku pandang dier and tunduk jer..&amp;nbsp; ( tak kasi responds la kan ) and then dier senyum.. aku senyum n tunduk jer.. lepas tuh dier introduce diri dier n hulur tangan.. ok.. so I did the same.. tiba2 pulak.. tangan dier ringan la nak pegang2 dada aku.. katanyer badan aku cantik bagai... ( kalau dah gatai tuh kan.. badan badak macam aku pun deir kata cantik?! like biar betik uols!? ) I said.. " nah. I have fats around my tummy..." and dia jawa b "No.. its fine" sambil raba perut aku lak.. sampai kat bawah.. aku tepis tangan dier.. and dier senyum2 lagi.. aku baru jer masuk sauna tu tak sampai 3 minit pun.. takkan nak blah kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CPLDjNwj0FQ/TrHrMFk6vUI/AAAAAAAAFxM/tXL29TDpuBk/s1600/man-in-sauna-thumb7697075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CPLDjNwj0FQ/TrHrMFk6vUI/AAAAAAAAFxM/tXL29TDpuBk/s320/man-in-sauna-thumb7697075.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau aku feeling2 posing macam nih mmg la kena rogol tros gamaknyer uols!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ignore jer dier.. n then tangan dier makin rakus pulak.. nak pegang kat "anu".. aku tepis lagi.. n then kat kaki pulak.. aku tengok dier.. dier senyum.. n then tetibe ajak aku pegi kat konon2 penjuru sauna.. aku cakap "SORRY DUDE.. I DON'T THINK SO.. " I wrapped myself and blah from Sauna..&amp;nbsp; That is totally mengganggu aku yang nak feeling2 bakar lemak tepu... Maybe some guys suka kot kalau ada orang approach di sauna.. but not me. The thing is.. a day before.. ada this one cute boy was on his undies and me too and another guy in his shorts.. we sit n sweat.. I mean.. tak yah la ada intention nak gatal2 kat gym... sebab kurang seswai la aku rasa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita pasal nih.. it reminds me few times jugak aku kena kat FF those days... it is very unpleasant and I don't enjoy it. Harassing is no fun ok?! Enjoy getting attention..&amp;nbsp; Yes I love attention.. but not in a cheap way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6410527806343412613?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6410527806343412613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6410527806343412613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6410527806343412613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6410527806343412613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/aku-di-cabul.html' title='Aku Di Cabul!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utLAc-5y358/TrHrJlT0RlI/AAAAAAAAFw8/3cxhycEP9GU/s72-c/SteamOfLife_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8758776112990750005</id><published>2011-11-02T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:14:45.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Workouts n diets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-unYRzJNTRW8/TrEFUupBO5I/AAAAAAAAFws/MCC9H1k4hmk/s1600/man_on_treadmill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-unYRzJNTRW8/TrEFUupBO5I/AAAAAAAAFws/MCC9H1k4hmk/s320/man_on_treadmill.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after I had a dreadful and non-fun and BAD MANAGEMENT experience with True Fitness, I am now joining Celebrity Fitness. Good thing is, my Gym and office is only 15 mins drive away and like it or not, I have to go to the gym after work to avoid bad traffic from PJ to Federal Highway to Cheras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the gym is rather small, but it has all the equipment needed and located at all convenient places. I can either go to Bangsar Village or Wangsa Walk or to the SS2. I'm pretty happy to go there and do my workouts and I hope to see the results soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hands, I've been taking care of my food. I try my level best to avoid rice as much as I can during weekdays. My diet is mainly cereal, oats, fruits and sandwich ( all sorts )..I know how sucks and boring the food can be, but with my strong determination, I can do it!! ( Gambarimashooo!!!! ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCJMV5MIiy0/TrEFWLnbMEI/AAAAAAAAFw0/pOUz-Ju77ks/s1600/12308807883333333333333Cereals1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCJMV5MIiy0/TrEFWLnbMEI/AAAAAAAAFw0/pOUz-Ju77ks/s1600/12308807883333333333333Cereals1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By combining workouts and light diet meal everyday, I've lost 8kgs in 3 weeks. It sounds ridiculous I know, and I can't believe it either.I've been away from cigarettes for about 1 week, during my sick days ( flu ) and now I think I am going to get sore throat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague pretty impressed and surprise to see the changes in my food in-take and my regular workouts ( plus futsal and badminton after work ) and they asked me.. " what is going on?&amp;nbsp; why are you so really want to lose weight? " My answer was " I want to look good and I don't want people to call me Teddy Bear anymore " They laughs and said.. I am not a Teddy Bear and I already look good ( yeah yeah ). One thing for sure, it is not about looking good only but also to have a healthy body and good stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me the best.. and we shall see how much LARDS I managed to burns and lost... hehehe :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: will be on protein diet next month onwards.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8758776112990750005?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8758776112990750005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8758776112990750005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8758776112990750005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8758776112990750005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/11/workouts-n-diets.html' title='Workouts n diets...'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-unYRzJNTRW8/TrEFUupBO5I/AAAAAAAAFws/MCC9H1k4hmk/s72-c/man_on_treadmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-3259533996490859711</id><published>2011-10-31T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:54:39.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Sick Weekend</title><content type='html'>I've been unwell couple of time this month. All because of flu infections and this time I have cough altogether to complete the whole package. I felt so tiresome to have to wiped my nose and blow it as well as to deal with cough ( I HARDLY COUGH ) and I feel wasted to have been sleeping the whole day and night on Friday from morning to night. I woke up to cleanup myself, eat and take my meds and continue sleeping again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few friends send sms wishing me well and someone what'sapp me and sending me this. I find it thoughtful and sweet. Thanks to you!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9OHVHD4dfU/Tq5F-CzkUOI/AAAAAAAAFwk/dTZmuf93PyI/s1600/IMG_2346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9OHVHD4dfU/Tq5F-CzkUOI/AAAAAAAAFwk/dTZmuf93PyI/s320/IMG_2346.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-3259533996490859711?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/3259533996490859711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=3259533996490859711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3259533996490859711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3259533996490859711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/sick-weekend.html' title='Sick Weekend'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9OHVHD4dfU/Tq5F-CzkUOI/AAAAAAAAFwk/dTZmuf93PyI/s72-c/IMG_2346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5844389325935880513</id><published>2011-10-31T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:50:33.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>It took a lot of courage and highly spirit in order to do this. To get rid all the clothes that you have. Yup! I did it last Saturday. I finally managed to removed 50 pcs of collar-clothes ( this excluding my shirts, t-shirts, jeans n pants ). Did I feel good about it? Yes I do ( I think ). Since some of the clothes hang are not the one that I wear them regularly or I've been wearing it too much ( and I think I had enough of it ), it is best to put it aside and give it away. But, the clothes are all still looking nice. Some of them, I only wore them once or twice. I don't know why I stop wearing them anymore.I'm yet to get rid my old jeans n pants which I think I should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By doing this spring cleaning, means, I can buy new clothes and new jeans. Although I was a little heavy-hearted to give it away, but what's the point in keeping them too much in the closet?All those clothes that I want to give a way, will be given to a charity body. If they like what they saw, they can take it.. else they can throw it away..&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWWJ6RuoWkg/Tq5E9rv6PlI/AAAAAAAAFwc/XEIZoj1x3hA/s1600/IMG_2348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWWJ6RuoWkg/Tq5E9rv6PlI/AAAAAAAAFwc/XEIZoj1x3hA/s320/IMG_2348.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Someone in Facebook reminded me not to give away worn and faded clothes to charity in which I know I wouldn't be doing that for sure. That is totally unacceptable. After I completed putting aside the clothes that I want to give away, I starts to re-arrange back my clothes and finally my wardrobe can breathe again.. hehehe.. but now.. I have way too many hangers left?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5844389325935880513?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5844389325935880513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5844389325935880513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5844389325935880513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5844389325935880513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWWJ6RuoWkg/Tq5E9rv6PlI/AAAAAAAAFwc/XEIZoj1x3hA/s72-c/IMG_2348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8401285896003411734</id><published>2011-10-25T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:33:23.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Capoeira &amp; My workouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-cSSXp5CPs/TqYoihTcFYI/AAAAAAAAFv0/1Ev1cqej_LM/s1600/IMG_2299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-cSSXp5CPs/TqYoihTcFYI/AAAAAAAAFv0/1Ev1cqej_LM/s320/IMG_2299.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shen &amp;amp; Iza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;(For those who don't know what Capoeira)&lt;b&gt; Capoeira&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;small&gt;Portuguese pronunciation:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Pronunciation in IPA"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:IPA_for_Portuguese" title="Wikipedia:IPA for Portuguese"&gt;[kapuˈejɾɐ]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brazil" title="Brazil"&gt;Brazilian&lt;/a&gt; art form that combines elements of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martial_arts" title="Martial arts"&gt;martial arts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sports" title="Sports"&gt;sports&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Music" title="Music"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;. It was created in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brazil" title="Brazil"&gt;Brazil&lt;/a&gt; mainly by descendants of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atlantic_slave_trade" title="Atlantic slave trade"&gt;African slaves&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brazilian_indigenous_people" title="Brazilian indigenous people"&gt;Brazilian native&lt;/a&gt; influences, probably beginning in the 16th century. It is known by quick and complex moves, using mainly power &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kick" title="Kick"&gt;kicks&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leg_sweep#Leg_trip" title="Leg sweep"&gt;quick leg sweeps&lt;/a&gt;, with some ground and aerial acrobatics, knee strikes, take-downs, elbow strikes, punches and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Headbutt" title="Headbutt"&gt;headbutts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I received an invitation from Iza, who now join Capoeira and it is located in Bangsar. I went to pay her a visit after I left my gym and hmm all I can say it is very interactive and interesting workout although it was indeed pretty torturous to see the basic movement.hehehehe. but I believe once you are use to it, it will be easy breezy. It is fun workouts though. People who join this activity came from all backgrounds and seriously it is fun to watch.Although Iza kept on asking me to join her but I feel bad for the fact that I did not pay to do this workouts, 2nd I've had my shower at the gym and I don't want to get myself sweat again.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rf5C0VzB3ik/TqYomusFlxI/AAAAAAAAFv8/RvYBp44QiDI/s1600/IMG_2302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rf5C0VzB3ik/TqYomusFlxI/AAAAAAAAFv8/RvYBp44QiDI/s320/IMG_2302.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This class was held in Bangsar (for groupon purchase) but, according to Iza, if one seriously want to pursue this workouts, he/she can join the class in Bandar Utama. Iza tried to give me some preview and hoping I will join Capoeira, but the fact is, I will go to gym everyday, Monday - Friday. Monday I have badminton game with my colleague and it was funded by my company and Tuesday, I will play futsal which was also funded by my company. I will go to the gym during lunch hour during these 2 days. Now if I join Capoeira, I don't know where I can squeeze my time anymore. :( I mean I can't be going to the gym on every lunch hour? I only have 1.5 hours to go to the gym and yeah I have to replace the remaining 30 minutes everyday when I spent at the gym. As much as this is pretty excited and will only cost me RM100 per month, but I think I have to let it go. I paid RM185 for my gym membership fees monthly anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2UniEvyzvE/TqYonzSF3wI/AAAAAAAAFwE/mt65Aq6QywU/s1600/IMG_2303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2UniEvyzvE/TqYonzSF3wI/AAAAAAAAFwE/mt65Aq6QywU/s320/IMG_2303.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing all the movement to this exercise, it seriously will give a lot of impact at your core muscle, hand, legs and butt. In which to those who wants to tone and lost weight, I think they can try to do this workout instead of spending hours at the gym ( for those who has been going to the gym for too long ), sometimes we need to do something different to our workout patterns. To me, now I've added 2 more activities into my schedule and I have make a point to go run/jog on every Saturday.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might sounds over do my exercise, but I seriously need back my stamina and lose some weight. I've been abandoned my body for 4 months in total and for that I've gained so much weight. Now I tried to eat healthy as much as I can and avoid local food and Fast Food as much as I can. ( It would be lie to say I wont eat Nasi Lemak and Roti Canai ) I do eat those.. but I will cut it down maybe once a month.. instead of once a week. I want to see results and I want back my slender body before I met my KIWI ( can I have it back? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLi6hRewm2w/TqYopWxavWI/AAAAAAAAFwM/VEWIRL7x2jo/s1600/IMG_2301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLi6hRewm2w/TqYopWxavWI/AAAAAAAAFwM/VEWIRL7x2jo/s320/IMG_2301.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8401285896003411734?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8401285896003411734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8401285896003411734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8401285896003411734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8401285896003411734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/capoeira-my-workouts.html' title='Capoeira &amp; My workouts'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-cSSXp5CPs/TqYoihTcFYI/AAAAAAAAFv0/1Ev1cqej_LM/s72-c/IMG_2299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-884021875389749930</id><published>2011-10-25T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:09:13.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Career Move</title><content type='html'>Now this is what happen to me recently.. in a year.. I've been going in and out with 2 same company. I did not apply for the job, but the managers wanted me back ( class tak statement? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Pharma company and joined Oil n Gas company which I've joined and left for 2 times. The third time I joined them, it created big headlines for me to return back there. I was laughing myself when I knew.. the news spreads to the whole IT arms... ( Am I that popular after all? Rolling eyes ). Although I joined them as a contract staff, but seriously I enjoyed working there knowing the fact that, the location is in the middle of KL City Centre and it is very convenient to me. It is pretty close to my place and it took 30 mins drive everyday to go to office and and home. The increment I enjoyed was 50% from Pharma Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen after 8 months having a good time working there, my Pharma company contact me back and wanting me to join them again. My position is still remain the same as Co-ordinator ( team lead ) with 20% increment from what I get in Oil and Gas Company not as much as I expected, but with few allowances, I can have quite a big smile seeing my pay check at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to this Pharma company brings a lot of smiles to my old colleague.. and they are happy and welcome me back and most of them can't wait for me to return and kept on asking me when I will be back?! Good thing, I am no longer reporting to the Local Manager ( Team Lead ) but instead, I will report directly to the Manager in the UK. : ) and I am no longer going to do my job as Messaging Administrator ( Email and Mail Servers admin ) this time, my work scope will focusing in Social Media. It is a new thing and big hoo-ha in most of the big MNC company. I am yet to know what is the direction and what I will be doing since there is no formal communication made between me and my Manager in the UK. What excites me is, to do new thing and I don't have to engage myself with any users anymore. Another interesting fact, which should be P&amp;amp;C according to the HR manager ( but he slipped and tell the new comers who joined on the first day with me ) I might be promoted to be Local Manager for my team. That sounds promising but, no confirmation yet so I can't be too excited about it isn't it? ( I am smelling another increment here... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I received an sms from my former supervisor in an Oil &amp;amp; Gas company, and she ask, " how long do you need to tender?" "are you interested to join back and doing Domino and Exchange?" Well now.. I have a mix feeling to join them back, I've tried to negotiate with them before to convert me to a permanent&amp;nbsp; but according to her, there was no headcount to get me into the organisation. Now after I joined pharma company and I am pretty happy here.. she text me and wanting me to join back?! I'm afraid I will have a second thought now. Perhaps I should reject it in a nice way.. let say.. I ask for another 55% increment. I doubt, they will agree to pay and hire me.. in which, I will I can still remain in Pharma company, which gave a lot of potential to everyone and the business is expanding. But on the other hands, what if Oil &amp;amp; Gas willing to pay the amount I ask for? I think I have to think twice and deep with it... after all at the end of the day, MONEY come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-884021875389749930?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/884021875389749930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=884021875389749930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/884021875389749930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/884021875389749930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/career-move.html' title='Career Move'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-472115098439717970</id><published>2011-10-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:33:52.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>New couple pairs of shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWoVIeF5QMQ/TqUtNgTBO9I/AAAAAAAAFvk/ReCbfakQRHs/s1600/IMG_2316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWoVIeF5QMQ/TqUtNgTBO9I/AAAAAAAAFvk/ReCbfakQRHs/s320/IMG_2316.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kie's Fish and Chips&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I went to KLCC with mom and brother. My initial intention is to get her an iPhone 3Gs as promoted over the web, radio and prints media. Since it is cheap at a promotional price of RM199 and with RM79 per month, I don't think I have any problem to settle that up to her. Without I know, there were hidden cost which I have to bear and pay at RM840 in - to pay the bills in advance, now this is something that I don't know and it is fully a strategy for their marketing campaign to conned people. But Mom declined. She said.. she will take my 3G once I get myself new iPhone 4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wander around KLCC.. mom was looking for a hand-bag as usual, but this time nothing really interesting in Isetan but instead she get herself a new lipstick which comes together with Lip Gloss and that is price at RM118. I get her a new wrist-watch to compensate the iPhone 3Gs. We then moved to Kinokuniya, mom was searching some books and Kie got himself a novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpdyf02E-RY/TqUtOziZvMI/AAAAAAAAFvs/_QLC5nS6Fi4/s1600/IMG_2314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpdyf02E-RY/TqUtOziZvMI/AAAAAAAAFvs/_QLC5nS6Fi4/s320/IMG_2314.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Cajun Chicken Salad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pA0eAD1frTg/TqUsEDVXRLI/AAAAAAAAFvU/l8gX8sDWDWM/s1600/IMG_2317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pA0eAD1frTg/TqUsEDVXRLI/AAAAAAAAFvU/l8gX8sDWDWM/s320/IMG_2317.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Gym Shoes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While that happen, I went to Stadium, KLCC where sports apparels are and I searched for a shoes and found a reasonably priced a pair of Reebox training shoes at RM161 after 40% discount.I am dying to have a new pair of shoes for my gym. I've been using the same old gym shoes for about 8 years?! yeah.. and it just wait to get split and humiliate me on a thread-mill at the gym. I checked out a gym bag made by Adidas and it was priced at RM389. I can't afford to buy everything anyway.. in one month? that will be too much isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took a break at Dome. Mom ordered Chicken &amp;amp; Mushroom Pie, Kie had his Fish &amp;amp; Chips while I am having my Cajun Chicken Salad. Everyone was happy with the foods and the crowds was way too noisy due to the GP Motors launching. Crowds were busy cheering and snapping photos. We're done with lunch and mom wanted to proceed to perform her prayers. While she busy doing her prayers, Kie and I went to Topman and I get him a new pair of Jeans and reward myself a new shoes.. ( owh no!!! ) it is rather cheap shoes and price at RM113 and Kie's jeans price at RM179. Since I'm a member, I received 10% discount for both items :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ka8Fx-1wSnY/TqUsFv9kePI/AAAAAAAAFvc/-uss_PjCy7g/s1600/IMG_2318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ka8Fx-1wSnY/TqUsFv9kePI/AAAAAAAAFvc/-uss_PjCy7g/s320/IMG_2318.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Casual Shoes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;When mom done, we bumped into Rosie and it was fun... :) we had a little chat and then we walked to the convention centre to see HOMEDEC exhibition. I find it interesting and fun if one is in the midst of renovating their house or having a plan to do so or just bought a new house. Mom was so tired.. and me too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-472115098439717970?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/472115098439717970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=472115098439717970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/472115098439717970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/472115098439717970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-couple-of-pairs-of-shoes.html' title='New couple pairs of shoes'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWoVIeF5QMQ/TqUtNgTBO9I/AAAAAAAAFvk/ReCbfakQRHs/s72-c/IMG_2316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-2276674918269986948</id><published>2011-10-20T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T17:14:48.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Casio Edifice 509d</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-5GmgbNF4Q/Tp_l52cx5gI/AAAAAAAAFvM/cn2yvI7NfcY/s1600/g_ef-509d-7a-casio-men-edifice-chronograph-sport-watch-ac34f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-5GmgbNF4Q/Tp_l52cx5gI/AAAAAAAAFvM/cn2yvI7NfcY/s320/g_ef-509d-7a-casio-men-edifice-chronograph-sport-watch-ac34f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665499638286902786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get myself a new good watch for a long time and finally I made up my mind yesterday to get myself Casio Edifice 509d since this is the only one I can afford to buy. ( Intentionally and tastefully I wanted to get myself Tag Heur.. huhuhu but it's going to cost me RM3K and above ) This Casio Edifice 509d is price at RM989 and come with 1 year warranty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will get to buy my Tag Heur one day.. or maybe Cartier and Patek Philip too.. hehehe ( taste tinggi betul eh? )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-2276674918269986948?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/2276674918269986948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=2276674918269986948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2276674918269986948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2276674918269986948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/casio-edifice-509d.html' title='Casio Edifice 509d'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-5GmgbNF4Q/Tp_l52cx5gI/AAAAAAAAFvM/cn2yvI7NfcY/s72-c/g_ef-509d-7a-casio-men-edifice-chronograph-sport-watch-ac34f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4440018820308436794</id><published>2011-10-13T14:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:43:43.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal World'/><title type='text'>A Trip to Elephant Conservation Centre,Kuala Gandah, Lanchang, Pahang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om-UY02fI9I/TpaNh9QohUI/AAAAAAAAFvE/itzKuGBTlDA/s1600/sign%2Bboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662869195984504130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om-UY02fI9I/TpaNh9QohUI/AAAAAAAAFvE/itzKuGBTlDA/s320/sign%2Bboard.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to leave at 9am but, Opie and Eliya arrived at around 9.10am and would want to have a breakfast somewhere near to my place. On the other hands, it took me more than 15 minutes to remove and re-essamble my car wiper ( very hopeless ) and I got it done by a help from my neighbour who saw me struggling to get my wiper replaced (huhuhu ridiculously embarrassing moment ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvGdWrp8p1E/TpaNhlm2oTI/AAAAAAAAFu0/CVuWJu4go68/s1600/IMG_2210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662869189635252530" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvGdWrp8p1E/TpaNhlm2oTI/AAAAAAAAFu0/CVuWJu4go68/s320/IMG_2210.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then met the two girls and Opie's niece and had breakfast with them. Then we go back to my place to allow Opie to park her car and transfer all the fruits she had bought. We had bananas ( a lot of them ), papaya ( a lot too ) and a watermelon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPTbHlA5_E4/TpaNhWE3xvI/AAAAAAAAFuo/7oicmHK2R3Q/s1600/IMG_2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662869185466189554" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPTbHlA5_E4/TpaNhWE3xvI/AAAAAAAAFuo/7oicmHK2R3Q/s320/IMG_2211.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norzie kept on calling and I told Opie to tell them we meet them at Genting Sempah instead and at the same time I was on my way to collect Howard at his place.After safely took Howard, we then drove off to Genting Sempah to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsfaPgnqvuQ/TpaNg2QU8aI/AAAAAAAAFug/Z6zIYEQdUMQ/s1600/IMG_2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662869176924303778" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsfaPgnqvuQ/TpaNg2QU8aI/AAAAAAAAFug/Z6zIYEQdUMQ/s320/IMG_2217.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliya went to sit with Norzie and we had 4 people comfortably stayed in a car. Opie found it a little oppressing when I told her to put on seat-belt although she was seating at the back seat. I told her it is a must when anyone go on ride with me when I drives. With no option available, Opie and her niece put on their seat belt and we were off to Kuala Gandah!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J74yEB4AQs4/TpaNgsG0KGI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/lBhGD4YlW6g/s1600/IMG_2224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662869174200051810" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J74yEB4AQs4/TpaNgsG0KGI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/lBhGD4YlW6g/s320/IMG_2224.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us 1 hour 30 minutes to reached there and once reached, I heard no sounds of Elephant trumpeting. Very quiet and owh.. the odour of Elephant is pretty strong! It was 12.30pm and we walked to the registration counter and yeah.. everyone has to carry fruits which Opie had bought.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we walked through the park and head off for Lunch. Most of us had Nasi Ayam ( Chicken Rice ) which amazingly taste good.. (seriously it taste good.. and not because we are hungry.. hehehe ).. but too bad, the seller refuse to give us extra cili sauce :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4HH-ed-j3c/TpaNOfHhSlI/AAAAAAAAFuI/FJPyVsdZTtw/s1600/IMG_2230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662868861475703378" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4HH-ed-j3c/TpaNOfHhSlI/AAAAAAAAFuI/FJPyVsdZTtw/s320/IMG_2230.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, the activity at 2pm were to feed baby elephants. With all the fruits that we brought along, it was so much fun feeding all baby elephants. They look friendly and cute. They loves the fruits and peanut offered to them. Everyone was excited in feeding those elephants and that includes my friends and I. They pick the fruits using their trunk and then chew it from their small little mouth.. hmm I wonder if they have tooth?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMro9P1PrTc/TpaNOXsLP9I/AAAAAAAAFt4/9k-6ipUsNkA/s1600/IMG_2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662868859481964498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMro9P1PrTc/TpaNOXsLP9I/AAAAAAAAFt4/9k-6ipUsNkA/s320/IMG_2237.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is pretty hot tho.. I heard few years back, there was no proper road to go the sanctuary and it was not tarred and I hope the facilities in that place will be improved in years. I hope they have a stand with roof to see the Elephant Show instead of people has to find place to stand and look at the show. Imagine for small children, that could be trouble right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elephant is indeed genius and clever mammals. They did all the performance instructed by the instructor and the eldest Elephant in that sanctuary is 73 years old. ( that is like the age of our nenek2 right?! ). They separated the elder and the baby elephant. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f-3M0B9Vb0I/TpaNNJRfJII/AAAAAAAAFtw/5EwYV-DOa2g/s1600/IMG_2242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662868838432056450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f-3M0B9Vb0I/TpaNNJRfJII/AAAAAAAAFtw/5EwYV-DOa2g/s320/IMG_2242.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next activity was riding on the Elephant. In the beginning I wanted to do that, but, due to Elephant Odour and my skin condition, I say no to it. Never I thought an elephant would have long hair on its body. Nin and Norzie took a ride on an Elephant. Opie snapped their photos and Nin and Norzie seems very enjoyed it a lot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Nin and Eisya ( Opie's niece ) took bath with baby Elephant... they look so cute and hmm there were too many adults human sitting on the elephants to take the photos and I think, that, perhaps distress the animal. One of the Elephant trumpeted aloud ... but the crowds seems to enjoy it. But I find it funny when the Elephants dumped and the crowds in the river was running off to safe themselves... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg54hb0D-ow/TpaNMzhC5HI/AAAAAAAAFtU/jF08abpR87I/s1600/IMG_2256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662868832591733874" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg54hb0D-ow/TpaNMzhC5HI/AAAAAAAAFtU/jF08abpR87I/s320/IMG_2256.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, we all had a rest a the cafe once again. It was then 4.30pm and the thunder sounds so loud and we have to leave that place before the rain fall. On our way back, the rain falls heavily but we are lucky, it was only at some part of the highway only. We reached at KL and had our dinner at Ampang Jaya. Everyone was pleased with the activity and if you ever wonder I was tired or not.. the answer... YES I WAS.. DREADFULLY TIRED....&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/13216476-4440018820308436794?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4440018820308436794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4440018820308436794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4440018820308436794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4440018820308436794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/trip-to-elephant-sanctuarykuala-gandah.html' title='A Trip to Elephant Conservation Centre,Kuala Gandah, Lanchang, Pahang'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om-UY02fI9I/TpaNh9QohUI/AAAAAAAAFvE/itzKuGBTlDA/s72-c/sign%2Bboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-540136298834276999</id><published>2011-10-10T14:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:34:38.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><title type='text'>Cooking with your heart and soul : Cinnamon Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1B0ZBKVKjQ/TpKN5UpJeXI/AAAAAAAAFtM/_GIpJlCAmFE/s1600/IMG_2268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661743697491491186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1B0ZBKVKjQ/TpKN5UpJeXI/AAAAAAAAFtM/_GIpJlCAmFE/s320/IMG_2268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 sheets of puff pastry ( ready made puff pastry which you can buy at Cold Storage or Tesco )&lt;br /&gt;Flour&lt;br /&gt;6 tbs butter ( melted )&lt;br /&gt;Icing Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon Powder&lt;br /&gt;Raisins&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chip&lt;br /&gt;Coconut flakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preparation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On a first layer or the puff pastry sheet, brush it with melted butter all over the surface, dust it with icing sugar, next layer, dusted it with cinnamon powder ( this depending on how much you like it )&lt;br /&gt;2. Sprinkle Raisins + Chocolate Chip, or Raisins and Coconut flakes ( you can use any dried fruits if you like..and cut it into small pieces, or you can also use white choclate chip if you are a fan of white chocolate - this is really depending on your creativity and liking )&lt;br /&gt;3. By having a plastic on each layer of the puff pasty sheet - use it to make you job for rolling the the pastry easier. Roll till the end and make sure it is tightly rolled and sealed&lt;br /&gt;4. Dust some flour on your chopping board, cut the rolled puff pastry into 4 or 5 segments.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pressed the cut-pastry and place it over on your baking tray ( baking tray should be layered with baking sheet or use the non stick tray ).&lt;br /&gt;6. Brush the top of the puff pastry with butter once again and it is ready to be baked at a preheated oven 210 degrees celcius for 15-25 minutes ( until cook and nicely golden brown )&lt;br /&gt;7. Once it is sette and rest enough, you can dash some icing sugar, or honey which you mix it with cinnamon or brown sugar + cinnamon, or condense milk, or maple syrup or chocolate syrup on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voila! Best served with Peppermint Tea... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-540136298834276999?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/540136298834276999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=540136298834276999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/540136298834276999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/540136298834276999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/cooking-with-your-heart-and-soul.html' title='Cooking with your heart and soul : Cinnamon Roll'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1B0ZBKVKjQ/TpKN5UpJeXI/AAAAAAAAFtM/_GIpJlCAmFE/s72-c/IMG_2268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5707849046927927231</id><published>2011-10-01T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:21:32.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Ramadhan and Eid</title><content type='html'>Salam everyone... I would usually tell and updates the activities about  Eidul Fitri and Ramadhan.. but this year.. I did not.. seriously.. I  have no idea why am I so not into writing stuff anymore... I hardly put  up any status to my fb.. but rather browsing n respond to some of the  status of my friends. Was it due to my age??  Or perhaps I have been  sharing way too lot about myself!? Like anyone care? Hell No right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXJYVxPVNkc/ToX9ElqKpVI/AAAAAAAAFs8/bxr1D32wsac/s1600/205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658206762131170642" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXJYVxPVNkc/ToX9ElqKpVI/AAAAAAAAFs8/bxr1D32wsac/s320/205.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How much did you give to the children this year? - Money envelope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all.. Selamat Menyambut Eid Mubarak to all Muslims around the  globe. May this Mubarak gives us a lot of chances to get around with  family and forgiving each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ramadhan this year was completed  as usual. Mom will still prepare the food for breaking fast but the  difference was, we don't buy too many "kuih" like we used to. Mind, my  Brother In Law (BIL) bought chicken ever day... KFC today and AYAMAS  grilled tomorrow and the pattern repeats every day... until the 4th week  of the month. Really, we had enough of chicken for the whole month..  lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h_y5sYXxKcU/ToX9EdbTo_I/AAAAAAAAFs0/PAjFea3ErQc/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658206759921361906" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h_y5sYXxKcU/ToX9EdbTo_I/AAAAAAAAFs0/PAjFea3ErQc/s320/005.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ketupat Palas - a delicacy from North of Malaysia.. it is a must to have this sticky rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year.. the first and second week of Ramadhan, I performed Tarawikh -  a special prayer during Ramadhan, performed after our 5th prayer for  the day and then continue with Tarawikh. :) and I hope next year I can  do better by completing the 30 days of Tarawikh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom did not  sewed my Baju Melayu as normally she would. Last year I was wearing a  year before Baju Melayu due to the fact that my father passed away and  this year.. I got the material from Bandung but the clothes was not  ready. I was pretty lucky to go to Jalan Tar with Jett who flew to KL  before he flew down to JB ( where his parents are ). Jalan TAR was  massive with traffic; both human and cars... huhuh.. it was so packed  and imagine at 2 o'clock in the morning the traffic and people were  still in the street... and shopping has not stop!? So at 1am, I get  myself a nice new pair of Baju Melayu in Maroon colour with Black  Stripes on it :D for the price of RM39... yes.. I kid you not, it was damn  cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8N30mhrKX0/ToX9EfkGrJI/AAAAAAAAFss/TNB3Iv4trfQ/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658206760495131794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8N30mhrKX0/ToX9EfkGrJI/AAAAAAAAFss/TNB3Iv4trfQ/s320/008.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the weekend, I invited my friends to come over to breaking fast  with my family... the second week I invited Sha and Sanny and the third,  I invited my gymfreak. It's good to have some noise at home over the  weekend since BIL n sis wont be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we will only  left KL after we performed our Eid's prayer in the morning, visiting my  dad's "resting" place and recite Yassin and Fatihah to him.. and it took  us 4 hours to reached Kulim ( a place where mom is from ). As usual, we  will stay at Hotel Seri Malaysia since there is no other Hotel that we  can luxuriously choose.. We visited Auntie Mahani and Uncle Jamil's new  home. It is a bunglow lot and it was nicely renovated and done. They  couple look so happy with their new home and they have been asking us to  stay at their place. But I seriously found staying at hotel is more  comfortable than staying at relatives home. As usual, we will visit  Mak Lang's place ( mom elder sister ) and Pak Teh's house ( mom's elder  brother ) we only visited tok ( grandma- late father's mom ) on the second day of Eid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YoSMSv276IM/ToX9EJDnmiI/AAAAAAAAFsk/RaL9PMZyT2Y/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658206754453297698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YoSMSv276IM/ToX9EJDnmiI/AAAAAAAAFsk/RaL9PMZyT2Y/s320/014.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Car was bumper to bumper and I was driving in to the Tapah Pitt Stop exit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tok look healthy although she is suffering from Alzheimer. She cant  remember me and 4 minutes later she knew who I am.. and she will  repeatedly ask who I am again and I think she is going senile :( I  seriously don't know what to talk to her anymore but rather than sitting  next to her.. looking in her deep big eyes... my late father inherited  his mom's features.. My mom then adjourned to my late father's elder  brother home which is located next to my grandmother's house. He passed  away on January this year and my grandmother was totally devastated in  losing both of his sons. According to my Auntie Cik Na, My grandmother  as so sad and said.. why it was not her to go first...?! No one has any  clue.. it is by God will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day of Eid, we traveled up  north to Kupang, Baling. This time we visited Mak Ngah ( mom's eldest  sister ) who is not well. She had fever and having a problem with her  joint. She was so happy to see my mother and my mother bought her a new  handbag she wanted. She said she missed my mom so very badly... My  cousin was busy watching tele and his son was playing around..  everything was ok.. until his wife's mom and sister came. They speak in  Baling's dialect and we seriously don't understand a thing! Although we  are all Kedahans, but their dialect is totally out of our understanding.   Mom drove back to the hotel and I am starting to feeling unwell. I  slept the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4l_ZOsZoGA/ToX9EztWtRI/AAAAAAAAFtE/vlKI4a-B_68/s1600/192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658206765902640402" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4l_ZOsZoGA/ToX9EztWtRI/AAAAAAAAFtE/vlKI4a-B_68/s320/192.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of the days at Mak Langs and the fourth day was the most hot and humid day ever.. I told mom.. all I want to do is to sleep since I really feel unwell after we left Mak Lang's place ( you guys knew.. how my body cant tolerate with heat very well ) and yes.. I had a sleep the whole afternoon.. until at 5, then we left to Mak Lang house again and to Auntie Mahani house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left to KL on the 5th day of Eid and my owh my.. the traffic at the North South Highway was bad! A lot of cars and a lot of irresponsible drivers who drove slowly and stays at the right lane. I seriously don't get it with all these crappy selfish drivers. We tried to made a pit stop at the resting area but the amount of cars and people there were unimaginable. The place was so crowded and so packed. We made a stop at Tapah.Still.. there were a lot of people and we have to fight for a place to sit.. huhuhuhu... We arrived home safely at 6pm.. n it was 5 hours driving anyway.. I feel tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wish my late father was around.. I miss everything about him.. EVERY SINGLE THING... I hope he is rest in peaceful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5707849046927927231?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5707849046927927231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5707849046927927231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5707849046927927231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5707849046927927231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/10/ramadhan-and-eid.html' title='Ramadhan and Eid'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXJYVxPVNkc/ToX9ElqKpVI/AAAAAAAAFs8/bxr1D32wsac/s72-c/205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-883299564731540321</id><published>2011-09-13T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:49:01.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoucement'/><title type='text'>Hello Hello</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.. sorry la blog nih dah bersawang sesangat.. dah lama rasanya tak update pun.. I will start updating it by today... hehehe... its not that tak der masa sangat.. tapi macam sangat laaaaa malas.. hehehe.. dunno why?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. as promised.. 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We were laughing and they asked why I go bald and they said,  the coloured lense that I put on look good on me ( of course la kan?! ) .  Right after my first sip of my coffee, I received an SMS from my  Brother In Law ( BIL )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIL: Abang Chik, Mama and Kie is now in ICU hospital Ampang. Hurry up, we are all here. Mama had a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  was so shocked to see that and I told my colleague that I have to  leave. They were all shocked too..  I mean.. hell man. I rushed back to  my office to take my belongings and I sent an email ( whereabout ) thru  my blackberry provided by the company telling I'm taking MC and rush to  the hospital. In my head, there are a lot of things going on. I was  wondering how bad my mom and brother condition right now. They are in  ICU.. like what was really happened? Was my mom banged by a lorry, bus  or another car? Was the car flipped while she took a sharp corner down  the hill to sent my brother to school? Was she tried to avoid  motorcycle?&lt;br /&gt;I drove my car slowly and not wanting to speed. While leaving my car  park, I received a phone call from a Head Hunter who asked, if I am  interested to go for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH: Hello Mr *&amp;amp;(^%()  ( i know she cant pronounced my name well )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Just call me Eddie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH:  Sorry about that Mr Eddie... I am calling from XXXXX and I saw your  resume in XXXX and I would like to know if you are looking for a new job  right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmm I am not actually. My previous company GXX  called me and wanting me to join them and I am waiting to get my offer  letter. By right, I should received a phone call from them to collect my  offer letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH:  ... and where are you attached now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am working for Exxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH: Well, you have not received your offer letter yet and I think it would be OK for you to go for an interview right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH: and some more this company is MNC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Well.. I am working with MNC Company currently and will be moving to  another MNC company too.. there is no difference on that. Where is this  company located and how much are they willing to pay me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH: hehehe... this company is in Cyberjaya, it is a permanent position and it is an open salary, you can negotiate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  But there should be a cap right? I cant simply ask... now look.. now I  am getting RMXXXX including the allowances from ...and do you think this  company can afford to pay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH: It is an open salary.. and I think there don't have any problem in paying you below than 5 digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmm interesting does that comes with allowance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH:  That I am not too sure and you have to discuss and negotiate with them.  OK. Let me forward to you the JD and if you like it, please respond to  my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH: The interview is set on the 21st of June in Cyberjaya. Just in case you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWE4afl8vgo/Thf5e2Yg5eI/AAAAAAAAFsM/ehaRhUSp32U/s1600/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627240567812449762" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWE4afl8vgo/Thf5e2Yg5eI/AAAAAAAAFsM/ehaRhUSp32U/s320/IMG_1944.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right  after I put down the phone and 2 more head hunters call me BACK TO  BACK.. like what the fuck is going on in here. It was totally awkward.. I  was rushing to the hospital and yet 3 different headhunters call me and  ask if I'm interested to join the company. One of them in Bukit Jalil -  I will never want to work for this company. I used to applied there  before and the feedback that I received was I am not eligible ( TAK  LAYAK uols katanyer ) and now this Head Hunter wants to sell me there?  Like NO WAY! and it is contractual position. Another place is in  Cyberjaya again and it is a contractual as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived to the hospital. There was an announcement made, asking  the nurses and the doctor to attend to my brother at a Yellow Zone area.  I was worried in Yellow Zone? I walked at the Emergency Room and found  my mom was lying on the bed half conscious and was sedated and there my  brother full of blood on his head and bed lying down on his bed too high  and sedated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved.. pheww... they were just in&amp;nbsp; ER not  in ICU. In my mind, if it was in ICU, it will definitely will be BAD BAD  condition! I managed to talked to mom and brother. My BIL was busy  packing mom's clothes and pushes the car away from the accident scene. I  told mom.. I will handle the rest. I went to my brother's school first  to informed his teacher about his absence to school for a few days at  least and I will have to send his Arts Portfolio next Monday. Done with  that, I drove home and found the spare car that my mom use to send my  brother to school was badly badly damaged. :( I saw blood spilled all  over the car. Full at the seats, dashboard, the doors. I called our  family mechanic and asked him to check out the car and get it towed to  his workshop. He said, he will come after Friday Prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the prayers, he came and was shocked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanics: How is your mom and brother? Are they badly injured, I saw blood are all over the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: They are doing fine. Just that Fikry had bad wounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanics: I checked his car and it is almost total lost. You see your mom must've banged this wall very hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  few mins he left and said he will arranged it. I go back to the  hospital and found my brother has already discharged and my sister took  him to her place while mom was transferred to the observations room. Her  Blood Pressure shoot up to 170 ( above ) 140 (below) and until her  blood pressure went back to normal state then only they allow her to  leave the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9Aws_KZCXY/Thf5fDCjOLI/AAAAAAAAFsc/uwpRYSZulbw/s1600/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627240571209988274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9Aws_KZCXY/Thf5fDCjOLI/AAAAAAAAFsc/uwpRYSZulbw/s320/IMG_1946.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her what happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I was driving Kie to School only to find there was a lizard on my side of windscreen.. I tried to chase it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Was the lizard inside of the car or outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Outside... while busy shoo-ing the lizard, I was too carried away with it and the next thing I know.. Kie scream and called me and it was way too late and I banged the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG!!! Just because of the lizard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yes and I feel bad. I pittied Kie. He must be in bad agony right now. Blood shed everywhere. I was quite upset, there was a lot of cars passes by and none of them stop to give a help. Kie was screaming asking for help but none of them stop. Except for Sham, he took us both to the hospital and one guy who was jogging gave his towel to Kie to stop the blood from spilling all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well.. they are all our dear neighbours right? Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: All the Chinese la... they don't stop and just go! Right after Sham have us in his car.. ambulance came and when we are here... the Hospital Staff did a good job.. they quickly clean us up and do all the necessary. Thank god I did not broke any bones.. and Kie too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah.. thank God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few hours after that, the doctor came and run some test to my mom and check her blood pressure and she was well stable and allowed to go home. I was relieved upon hearing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thanks to all of my friends who shows their concern and compassionate towards me and my family. Some of them calls, sms, BBM and left a comment in my FB wall and post. My cutie called before he left to the office. :* He sounds worried. More worried than I was. I told him everything is under control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1670789726129395813?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1670789726129395813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1670789726129395813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1670789726129395813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1670789726129395813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/07/mom-had-car-crash-head-hunter-calls.html' title='Mom Had a Car Crash + Head Hunter Calls'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kpq10zx7ks/Thf5ezhAv7I/AAAAAAAAFsU/Dd-JBYGd0N0/s72-c/IMG_1945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8157716573555480529</id><published>2011-07-06T18:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:27:07.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymfreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKC5W0GCORU/ThRKdjp7ePI/AAAAAAAAFsE/6kpJ9it7jDI/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626203706140358898" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKC5W0GCORU/ThRKdjp7ePI/AAAAAAAAFsE/6kpJ9it7jDI/s320/159.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we arrived back to the hotel pretty late at 2am, I was asleep   soundlessly ( or was I snored? ). I heard Zaza was getting himself   ready. I grabbed my hand phone and the time indicated it was at 7am. I   heard a lot of noise from the group. Diha, Farid and Rosie will be   heading off to Jalan Dago, all of them went down for breakfast buffet. I   hurriedly took my shower and all I wanted to do was to have my   breakfast with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Zaza, Aida, Zed, Hugo and Kok Wai   decided to go for a walk and wander around at Chi-Walk. While Elvira   resting in her room and I am going to continue my rest in my room AKA   sleeping... heheh sleeping after breakfast sounds ideally great ( MATIK   LAAA GEMUK!! ) So I got to sleep for 1 hour until Zaza arrived at the   room. Soon Diha's entourage came back to the hotel and all of us were   ready to leave Bandung. We have to be at the airport at 12pm. But,   before that, we have to make a stop at KartikaSari :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z068Huv2X5Q/ThRJu-qYc6I/AAAAAAAAFr0/ZzPLbmhzyWQ/s1600/161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626202905936163746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z068Huv2X5Q/ThRJu-qYc6I/AAAAAAAAFr0/ZzPLbmhzyWQ/s320/161.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartikasari sells all sort of cakes and snacks as well as clothing  and etc. But what really popular in Kartikasari is their steam chocolate  cake. I get myself 2 cakes and 2 packs of Smoked Cheese Banana.. -  seriously it taste damn good! When we arrived, I saw locals and  Malaysian flocking in at the counter getting what they need to get and  bought what they need to buy. I got what I want and the rest too. In  order not wanting to keep Rph, I use the money to buy some Gilatto. :) -  a yogurt ice cream and it taste fabulous. Rosie and Farid were laughing  looking at me licking my ice cream. I didn't did it on purpose but I  just did it fearing it will melt too soon.. so they said I am cute!  Like.. whatever... huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Kartikasari using back alley...  thanks to Adi, he knows his way so good. We arrived at the airport in  no time. :) We snapped photos and we hanged out at the cafe. But wait..  it is not just an ordinary cafe.. it is a so called lounge. Zaza was a  little upset. He suggested us to go to the MAS lounge but we felt like  why wasted Rph50k  when we can order just a cup of coffee.. that is what  everyone thought and the waitress did not mentioned to us that we need  to pay Rph40k and it is like a buffet where we can take the food but not  refill and we can drink as much as we like.. huhu weird but that was  what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQm80hSXCog/ThRJt1GN-JI/AAAAAAAAFrs/JiuLIY5w3Z8/s1600/IMG_1916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626202886188693650" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQm80hSXCog/ThRJt1GN-JI/AAAAAAAAFrs/JiuLIY5w3Z8/s320/IMG_1916.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our drinks right after we checked in our bags and later,  Zed went to pay for our airport tax which priced at Rph75k. We then have  to wait for another one hour till we get to our flight. We waited at the  lounge and I didn't see MAS airplane landed. I picked up local news  paper and it was pretty interesting to read about what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once  the flight arrived and passenger from KL has disembark fully from the  plane, now, we walked to catch our seats. I can't wait to go home really.  But, this time it takes way too long for the plane to take off. I wonder  why. We are not taxing, there was no other flights landing or taking  off. It was just us! We finally took off 30 mins late from the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was fine. I sat next to Rosie and Zaza next to her.  :) We chat pretty a lot and we had a good time. Aida and Zed however  enjoyed and wanting to take a nap. While Farid was busy doing her  reading. Diha and Elvira seats at further front while Hugo and Kok Wai  seats at the Emergency Seating. The food on flight was good. I choose  cous-cous instead of rice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmjUlneQ9oo/ThRJtILDJpI/AAAAAAAAFrk/lkjjPYaFzTM/s1600/IMG_1929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626202874129360530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmjUlneQ9oo/ThRJtILDJpI/AAAAAAAAFrk/lkjjPYaFzTM/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we arrived in KLIA, it's already dark. Some of them were busy buying cigarette while the rest waiting. We then walked to our carousel to get our bags and to our surprised, one guy ( passenger ) approached and told us that the bag was left in Bandung Airport :( We felt disbelief. Was it some kind of jokes? Until and old guy approached us and told us the same. We were told to go to the luggage services to make a report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers were all mad, frustrated and upset with what had happens. Some of them yelled at the officers in charged and yeah.. It was crazy. In the beginning, I felt the same way too.. but on the other hands, I quit being mean. It was not their fault anyway. The one who should be responsible were the pilots and the ground staffs. According to the officer in charged, our flight was reportedly carrying 1 tonne plus weight of luggage. Which he said can cause fatal. We were told that we will get our luggage late at night. Since we checked-in, in group, we decided to send it over to Farid's place while Rifky fetch us up at KL central and sent me, Nizar, Zed and Aida's home. Thanks to Rifky and Zed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our luggage arrived at 5.45am the next day. OMG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8157716573555480529?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8157716573555480529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8157716573555480529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8157716573555480529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8157716573555480529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/07/travel-bandung-trip-with-gymfreaks-last.html' title='Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Last Day'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKC5W0GCORU/ThRKdjp7ePI/AAAAAAAAFsE/6kpJ9it7jDI/s72-c/159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6305434935892641901</id><published>2011-07-03T17:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:20:35.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymfreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_CERbe82ik/ThCBl6I_MmI/AAAAAAAAFrc/3nURkw5lFMM/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625138422847844962" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_CERbe82ik/ThCBl6I_MmI/AAAAAAAAFrc/3nURkw5lFMM/s320/076.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaza, Zed &amp;amp; Aida decided to leave early to Pasar Baru once again.  They have found and learnt that, they need more time to do their shopping over there. Adi  sent them over and came back to the hotel to pick the rest of us. We  then went to the Dago Street and ended up at DTE, an FOS for sports  wear. There was nothing much interested to me. To be honest. Rosie and I  then looked for an ATM. Rosie needs some cash. Rosie tried at CIMB but  she get a bit frustrated.We then moved to BNI Mandiri and she showed me  her balance... 29 Million... if only it is in Ringgit. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lws2xePHBRo/ThCBUlJKlVI/AAAAAAAAFrM/nG8cIUoadO8/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625138125153670482" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lws2xePHBRo/ThCBUlJKlVI/AAAAAAAAFrM/nG8cIUoadO8/s320/133.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me: Wahhh Rosie... kayanyer you... 29 juta!!! you la kawan I dunia akhirat you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both giggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie: Nanti balik Malaysia... I beli bunglow sorang satu kat Bangsar ok?! ahaksss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  gigles again. We then left and went back to DTE. While waiting everyone  to finished their shopping, we sat at the cafe. I had my hot tea while  Rosie had her Lemon Tea. Looking at the wrist watch, it shows 10.30 and  we all have to leave to the SPA. Our appointment was at 11am. We booked 9  VIP rooms which was available and yeah.. the VIP room was only meant  for us on that day. huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfizOHXOp3M/ThCBUTu78KI/AAAAAAAAFrE/TBVJhJjtZhA/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625138120480256162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfizOHXOp3M/ThCBUTu78KI/AAAAAAAAFrE/TBVJhJjtZhA/s320/132.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right after we reached at the SPA, we had our photo session ( all 10 of  us are totally camwhore.. ). We waited to get our masseurs. Hugo and Kok Leong  went first, then Zed, Rosie, Farid, Zaza, Elvira, and then I saw this  one guy came in..  :) I find him cute! yes uols!! I was like.. hmm and  he is very the seswatuh! The rest look very straight to me except for  this one. I was still waiting for my name to be called. Sighh.. everyone  has gotten their treatment started while I have to wait? hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ayrI2d1jVpg/ThCBUJ2paMI/AAAAAAAAFq8/owwE-KDDJ98/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625138117828241602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ayrI2d1jVpg/ThCBUJ2paMI/AAAAAAAAFq8/owwE-KDDJ98/s320/137.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cute guy called me and said he is ready. I was like... what?! HIM?! I  had a big smile. Hehehehe.. I would say I was lucky. He took me to my  room and it was very nice and looking pleasant. ;) While waiting, he  handed me out towel and leave the room to get some other stuff. He came  back and asked whether I want to go nude or I want to use disposable  underwear. I chose NOT to go nude and wear that ugly looking disposal  undies. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePdVO8bh-Jk/ThCBT_c4ZwI/AAAAAAAAFq0/eFZmR0H_ARk/s1600/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625138115035817730" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePdVO8bh-Jk/ThCBT_c4ZwI/AAAAAAAAFq0/eFZmR0H_ARk/s320/145.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began with massage my whole entire body and I feel so good.. :)  soooo good that I almost fall asleep. He switch on air-condition seeing  me sweating. I find it a little bit painful when he massage my thigh..  and he said.. maybe because I was too tired form walking and standing  too much.. maybe.. and my calf was also painful enough. Right after  that, I was scrub - all over the body.. and I feel good once again. owh  gowd.. how nice if I can do this treatment every month., that was what I  have, in my mind. Pampering ourselves is the best thing to do isn't it??  Once finished with scrubbing, he took me to the sauna and there, I met  Zaza.. when I was about to leave, I bumped to Hugo. Hugo took a  different package. Back to the room, he asked me if its ok for me to  take off my disposal undies. I said ok.. but seriously I was a little  bit embarrassed to do that. I took it off and he began to lulur my whole  body. When I have to flip myself facing him. All I did was close my  eyes.. huhuhu.. MALUNYER!!!! Once finished, I took a shower and he  prepared my milk bath.. and I love it :)... once finished, I saw some of  the girls who went in much earlier than me has done their treatment and  they are doing their hair. I then continue with my pedicure and  manicure. Once done, Zaza and I went to the FOS to check out some stuff.  Diha, Farid, Elvira, Hugo and Kok Wai has long left us behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3j0-ij28EIo/ThCBVqjumpI/AAAAAAAAFrU/MHUH6SeYh_E/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1aEqFfKoK8/ThCAlqldIvI/AAAAAAAAFqk/y1bWrsLdJUA/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625137319160652530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1aEqFfKoK8/ThCAlqldIvI/AAAAAAAAFqk/y1bWrsLdJUA/s320/146.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check out clothes at the FOS and I seriously like POLO t-shirt by  Lacoste, but there is no size for me :( . Wanting to waste no time, I  went off to get my food. I am seriously hungry. Its already 4pm and my  last meal was my breakfast. While waiting for my food to arrived, I text  cutie. He called me much earlier during the time I had my treatment at  SPA. He called me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie: Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: W'salam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie: GI mana?? Udah cantik skarang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course I am.. walaupun separuh cantik.. gara2 berat badannya udah bertambah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He  gigles.. we talked for about 30 mins until my table get to be so  chaotic and noisy and loud. Zed was unhappy and grumpy. She was hungry.  She has no one to blame actually except for herself. That was how I see  it. But there was no point to heat up the turmoil. I leave it to as it  was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jKoyLDC7QM/ThCAlFTQhnI/AAAAAAAAFqc/aIc5C5COFeo/s1600/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625137309152216690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jKoyLDC7QM/ThCAlFTQhnI/AAAAAAAAFqc/aIc5C5COFeo/s320/147.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going back to Rumah Mode this time. Seriously, I don't understand  why everyone likes to go to the same place and make a trip few times.  Seriously I find it tiring and wasting time. I mean if you like  something go and grab it. I hate going to the same place. We can  actually go to many places if the group know how to use their time  efficiently. Sighh.. ( I am a control freak yes I am).. For that, I told  everyone, to have dinner at Rumah Mode. There, they have few cafes to  suits everyone taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nizar and Rosie chose to go to Bumbu Desa. I  was done with Gurame.. I can't eat that fish anymore. Hahahaha... Hugo  and Kok Wai was at the Main eatery and I don't find any interesting food  over there. I want western food. Pasta maybe or Burger or Chicken Chop  or Fish n chips?! I wander around and I found another cafe that serves  what I want. Pasta didn't look appealing. :( I tried to look for chicken  chop or fish and chips but I found none. I ordered burger instead and  it comes with chips! yay! I was dining alone and indulging my food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeUfki05ZRk/ThCAkvumwKI/AAAAAAAAFqU/H_4uQaXw2Vo/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625137303361339554" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeUfki05ZRk/ThCAkvumwKI/AAAAAAAAFqU/H_4uQaXw2Vo/s320/149.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I finished my food, everyone was at the main eatery and we all gathered over there. In my mind, right after we are done at SPA, I wanted everyone to take shower and we had our dinner at Paris Van Java. But looking at the limited time, we all went there straight. Although I had shower at SPA, I seriously want to dress up to go there, but I just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dago, we are heading up to Paris Van Java. The traffic was horrible. So horrible. I asked Adi, isn't he stressed driving in that condition. He said no. Jakarta is even worst than that.. OMG! If I were him, I think I would have swear to myself. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived at Paris Van Java, the temperature was chilly and we first stop at the Crocodile pond. I told Zaza, this is the best spot if your BF do unjust to you. All you need to do is push him to the pond... bley?! hehehe we laughed. We walked around in the shopping mall.. and HOMAIGOSHHH.... there are so many beautiful creature made by God, be it a male or female. They all look SO DAMN BLOODY GOOD!! some of them of course not straight. Zaza and I, Hugo and Kok Wai, enjoyed the scenery well. :) We love it! It is a must place to go and next time if I go there, I will definitely going to dressing up. No more clothes from the Morning.. like HELL TO THE NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXySZhoUhNg/ThCAkqBgbFI/AAAAAAAAFqM/naUCvSKfVPg/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625137301830003794" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXySZhoUhNg/ThCAkqBgbFI/AAAAAAAAFqM/naUCvSKfVPg/s320/150.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we left Paris Van Java, we told Adi we need to use his service to take us to AMNESIA. Yup a club where hmm a lot of People like me hangout. :) yay! We all dressed up. I wore my Armani t-shrit that I just bought with my Zara jeans and shoes and I feel great! The club was amazing, it was built up on the overhead bridge!? Yes! * iols rasa kagums jap.. sebab kat KL tak der club macam nih * We paid Rph 75k to enter the club. The inside there were good looking and it is a mix crowd club anyway. Everyone was dressing well. Upon paying the entry, we received free drink and a pack of cigarette? Hmm.. that's new. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived pretty early at 12 and the crowd was not there yet. The club was almost empty. Soon after almost at 1am. The club bustle and full of people. There are few local boys who were checking out on me. All I can do was smile. Have no intention to do anything. Capek deh!!!  When more people inside the club, I found myself having a trouble to breathe and also to open my eyes. The club did not has a good ventilation. The smoke from the ciggy were trapped in the club and seriously I felt like having an asthma! I told Zaza to leave the place. Kok Wai and Hugo's eyes were red as well. We left and I feel good.When I arrived in my room.. not only my clothes and jeans smell of ciggy, my undies smell of ciggy too.. YIKES and YUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit on my bed and at this point of time. All I can think of was my cutie. I miss him a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Sorry again, I did not snapped ny photos at Paris Van Java and Amnesia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6305434935892641901?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6305434935892641901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6305434935892641901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6305434935892641901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6305434935892641901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/07/travel-bandung-trip-with-gymfreaks-day_1425.html' title='Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Day 3'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_CERbe82ik/ThCBl6I_MmI/AAAAAAAAFrc/3nURkw5lFMM/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-474219381128025026</id><published>2011-07-03T16:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:55:39.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymfreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLGRiVsg_vk/ThA2lj1xH8I/AAAAAAAAFqE/p-rcyKGpu4A/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625055953489567682" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLGRiVsg_vk/ThA2lj1xH8I/AAAAAAAAFqE/p-rcyKGpu4A/s320/076.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and have a breakfast at hotel. The food was decent and I have  nothing much to complaint just eat them. :) Right after that, Adi has  waited for us.. for our 2nd day. We started off by going to Rogers -  SPA, to make a reservations for the next day. So we all were given the  SPA Menu and we all choose from it what is best to suit our needs and  budget. I took the 2.5 hours package that includes - Body Scrub, Lulur,  Sauna, 45 mins massage and milk bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LC4PKVExrK8/ThA12RrrP4I/AAAAAAAAFp0/fpZdYoDqYms/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625055141161549698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LC4PKVExrK8/ThA12RrrP4I/AAAAAAAAFp0/fpZdYoDqYms/s320/075.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we're done with that, we were then headed to Pasar Baru. The girls  obviously love this place a lot. This is where they can find garments to  make their clothes. Ranging from embroidery Kebaya, to Lace to Cotton,  Chiffon.. you name it.. most of the girls who joined this trip mentioned  that they were not going to buy anything. But I believe them not. They  shop like crazy!! I bought my mom a Korean Cotton which was already  nicely beaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aq8nrNYEuCc/ThA12MhXqYI/AAAAAAAAFps/w7u1zPjEQxM/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625055139776145794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aq8nrNYEuCc/ThA12MhXqYI/AAAAAAAAFps/w7u1zPjEQxM/s320/080.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent for a total of 5 hours or more. I am  starting to get grumpy. I've done with my shopping and some of us took a  lot longer time than they are supposed to and for that we have to wait.  Waiting is not fun activities to be honest. We all wait at the food  court. We had our lunch and some girls - Rosie, Hugo, Kok Wai, Elvira  and Diha went down to buy some peanuts, smoked banana and stuff. I  declined to go there. I can't bear the smell. Farid, Zed and I stayed  while waiting patiently for Aida and Zaza.  Funny thing at the food  court was, the stall workers was very aggressive to get their customers.  My group of friends find it a little bit too much and scary. We did  not make any orders from that aggressive stall. huhuhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgNQZMaBZWA/ThA11WEDOgI/AAAAAAAAFpk/BlXVOJidweQ/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625055125157657090" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgNQZMaBZWA/ThA11WEDOgI/AAAAAAAAFpk/BlXVOJidweQ/s320/085.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally gave up on waiting for Aida and Zaza and we text them to meet  up at our Van. To add salt to the wounds, there were cars blocking our  van in which, we were not able to go anywhere. Since that happen and  Zaza and Aida came to the van, we told them to have their lunch. Adi and  the rest of the drivers who were waiting for their passengers then move  the car by lifting it away.. I know it was kinda shocking to see that,  but that was what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then moved to Jalan Riau,  where we visited Heritage and Cascade. Another damaged done here. : ) I  spent more, I get more t-shirts and then I told everyone I am quitting  and I am off to hangout at the cafe on the top floor. Farid was happy  that she got her Flip Flops at a cheaper price. Rosie, Elvira and Diha  also bought the same thing while Zed bought some accessories. At the  cafe, I saw there breed Koi and they are like monster! SO freaking fat  and big. The fish are all floating perhaps because they are way too big  to enable them to dive into the pool. OMG!! I ordered myself a cup of  coffee ( I need my caffeine badly ) and a club sandwich while Zed  ordered french fries and also spring rolls. Rosie ordered her drinks.  Soon more of our group came and have a rest. We spent about 3 hours  there and then we left Jalan Riau to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4ixQIxLrj4/ThA11bz6WbI/AAAAAAAAFpc/HQjye9JhGG8/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625055126700579250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4ixQIxLrj4/ThA11bz6WbI/AAAAAAAAFpc/HQjye9JhGG8/s320/086.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ueg_i7iZtQ/ThA126HjFsI/AAAAAAAAFp8/zXEaq255ufU/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45Rniuri1kw/ThA1Ihfos3I/AAAAAAAAFpU/uQTfQGChmpc/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625054355132035954" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45Rniuri1kw/ThA1Ihfos3I/AAAAAAAAFpU/uQTfQGChmpc/s320/100.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the beginning, they wanted to go to Kampung Daun again, but seriously  I am done with that place. Hahahaha.. I have nothing against it but I  think we should go with other foods. I've been eating Sundanese food for  the past 2 days and I am pretty sick with it. Being Malaysian, most of  us eat our rice with sauces - curry, sambal or gulai lemak.. but  Sundanese food is rather dry. We only get to eat the rice with the Cabe  Merah ( red pounded chili ) or Cabe Ijao ( green pounded chili ) - Iols  kalau makan nasi meriah kuah melimpah ok.. tak brapa suka la makan  kering2 nih. But since majority wanted to go there, I just followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  journey took longer time than it should the traffic jam was unbearable.  Adi, suggested us to go for other food instead of Kampung Daun, they  then thought of having seafood.. but still on our way to go there, the  traffic was massive! Adi instead asked if it is ok for us to have Nasi  Padang instead. We were at Jalan Dago. We ended up at Nasi Padang  Sederhana. The food was awesome. Now I have some sauces for my rice.  hehehe.. Everyone was happy with the food including Hugo and Kok Wai.  They also ordered Murtabak - Padang Style and it taste pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3UbEm6MtYds/ThA0frU1YPI/AAAAAAAAFpE/yv2Ggo64D7M/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625053653396447474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3UbEm6MtYds/ThA0frU1YPI/AAAAAAAAFpE/yv2Ggo64D7M/s320/101.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RAVTI9wWv7Q/ThA0fUv-HFI/AAAAAAAAFo8/vKt6qolEEuM/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625053647336250450" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RAVTI9wWv7Q/ThA0fUv-HFI/AAAAAAAAFo8/vKt6qolEEuM/s320/109.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9omcpYCFkW8/ThA0fKN8bVI/AAAAAAAAFo0/NP6BQFrkuBY/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625053644509179218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9omcpYCFkW8/ThA0fKN8bVI/AAAAAAAAFo0/NP6BQFrkuBY/s320/113.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxw-rFOxV7E/ThA0e9M-AcI/AAAAAAAAFos/3YIJ29zU5F0/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625053641015427522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxw-rFOxV7E/ThA0e9M-AcI/AAAAAAAAFos/3YIJ29zU5F0/s320/115.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our dinner. Adi took us back to our hotel, while our van stopped. We were greeted by an old lady with her daughter, son in law and husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak CIk: Eeee... bisingnyer awak2 semua nih.. meriahnyer... banyak nyer shopping.. awak semua shopping kat mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of us: Mak cik pergi Pasar Baru mak cik.. yg banyak2 barang nih dari sana la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak cik: Murah yer kat sana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of us : Sangat murah mak cik.. imagine lace harga RM10 jer lepas conversion mak cik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak cik: HA?!! SEPULUH RINGGIT?!! * mata terbuntang and big smile, she continue * kalau pegi Tengkuban Perahu seronok tak nak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niza: Mak cik dont waste time pegi sana. Tak seronok pun.. busuk bau sulfer jer.. baik mak cik pergi Shopping.. * ada pulak tukang cucuk nih uols!!! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak cik: yer la... mak cik dengar macam2 ada kat pasar baru tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of us : Memang mak cik.. you should go there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak cik: Baiklah!! * big smile .. husband don't look so happy *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone comes to our room.. to take what ever stuff belongs to them. after 30 mins of rest, we all gathered at Rosie's &amp;amp; Farid's room and we played UNO for 3 rounds and we called it off. We need some rest. We were all look forward for the SPA session...  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry.. I did not snap the photo at Nasi Padang Sederhana Restauran in Jalan Dago..  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-474219381128025026?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/474219381128025026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=474219381128025026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/474219381128025026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/474219381128025026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/07/travel-bandung-trip-with-gymfreaks-day_03.html' title='Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Day 2'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLGRiVsg_vk/ThA2lj1xH8I/AAAAAAAAFqE/p-rcyKGpu4A/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4485119252435183769</id><published>2011-07-02T10:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:50:28.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymfreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMlzm5c5Qjc/Tg6PuVYzjyI/AAAAAAAAFok/HYrOfkPg0uE/s1600/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624591010810269474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMlzm5c5Qjc/Tg6PuVYzjyI/AAAAAAAAFok/HYrOfkPg0uE/s320/01.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travel alone to KLIA to meet the rest. Mom sent me to LRT station and thanks to her. But before that, we both had breakfast together. :) I reached at the LRT station at 8.30am and took my train to the Bandar Tasik Selatan and change to ERL-transit. I reached at the ERL-transit station at 9.10am and I have to wait for 30 mins time to catch the next train to KLIA. When I reached KLIA, I saw Rosie and Farid was waiting to check-in their bag with me. I am so glad to know that I was not that late anyway.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking, check-in our bag and we had our breakfast at McDonalds ( I have a coffee and a hash brown ). We were talking and laughing. Although only 3 of us there.. we have started it up! Right after we've done with our breakfast, it's already 10am and it is time to go to catch our flight to Bandung. While walking, we saw the rest of them who were travelling from KL Sentral to KLIA. We snappy some photo first and then fill in our customs and immigration form and we saw one big plane and one small one. hhehe.. Some of them thought we are going with 747-400 but hey.. I don't think Bandara Husein Sasteranegara can take that big jumbo flight. But instead, we fly with 737-800 ( I think ). The flight took us 2 hours and 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzb7hczaDJg/Tg6PooqMTHI/AAAAAAAAFoc/aoBOTZhZKyk/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624590912904252530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzb7hczaDJg/Tg6PooqMTHI/AAAAAAAAFoc/aoBOTZhZKyk/s320/014.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature and weather was expected to be nice. :) We had quite a rough landing... due to the short runway and hmmm the airport is nothing to compare with KLIA of course! huhuhu.. once we disembarked from the airplane, we have to go through such a loooooong queue at the immigration counter, to get our passport stamped, and our finger prints, printed. While queuing up, we were still have a lot of things to laughs at. There is one time this one Pakcik took off his comb and started to comb his hair.. we laughs.. what an old school... ;) . Once I passed the immigration counter after validation of my passport, I was one stop by the officer who asked many question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Mau ke mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ke Bandung.. ( memang la kat bandung pun kan?? hahaha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Ya iya... terus tinggalnya di hotel mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr.... ( dok carik member nih.. coz I don't remember the hotel's name ) Amaris Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Lagi ada urusan apa di Bandung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Holiday aja pak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Sama berapa orang kesemuanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Saya ama 10 orang lagi temannya.. tapi di kartu imigrasi... saya tulis.. saya sendiri ( wahh uols.. Iols speak indo lagi hokey!? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jB5WDmm6qnk/Tg6Pf5zh2nI/AAAAAAAAFoU/bBOqkRqaQLs/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624590762887993970" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jB5WDmm6qnk/Tg6Pf5zh2nI/AAAAAAAAFoU/bBOqkRqaQLs/s320/017.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let me go and I have to wait for the rest. I saw a guy holding a card that written Hugo's name  :) He is our driver..  while waiting for the rest, I went off to loo. The toilet is clean. Once everyone passed the immigration counter, we all took our bags and followed the driver to our vehicle that we rented. It was HUGE! DAMN HUGE... like a Brontosaurus ( very Dinosaur alike ) and it can fit up to 14 passengers... whoa... that is impressive and the Van is a brand new.. :D. All of us were impressed and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey begin, from the airport to the hotel. While travelling to our hotel in Cihampelas, we saw a zoo which local called it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kebun Binatang&lt;/span&gt; ( Animal Farm ) and we starts giggle. We find it funny.. coz to us.. if it is Kebun, it will be a plant based.. we have never thought it would be animal.. hhuhuhuhu.. but we were impressed to see the mural too.. and the traffic to Cihampelas as usual, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MACET BANGET DONG!!!&lt;/span&gt; When we reached at Amaris, the room was not yet ready which means we have to wait for awhile. Diha went and check out the swimming pool only to find it is only meant for toddlers.. hahaha.. it was funny once again when she said... she brought her muslimah swimming suit ... seriously I don't think we would have the time to swim.. and plus, it is not even 5 stars hotel to have a nice swimming pool to swim at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HPALXzQJbQ/Tg6PWwQTgCI/AAAAAAAAFoM/LOMIEwp9q4U/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624590605705510946" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HPALXzQJbQ/Tg6PWwQTgCI/AAAAAAAAFoM/LOMIEwp9q4U/s320/026.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IzwYB935eg/Tg6O3LEDKPI/AAAAAAAAFn8/DIQu8hu2CSI/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKv4HrTj6qo/Tg6O32doPQI/AAAAAAAAFoE/GtKr0rO4j1k/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624590074796064002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKv4HrTj6qo/Tg6O32doPQI/AAAAAAAAFoE/GtKr0rO4j1k/s320/033.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the room ready. We took a shower and ready to go!! We made our first leg of tour to Rumah Mode and spent for 3 hours over there. We shop quite hell a lot and I spent like Rph600K ( yes uols.. when you are in Indonesia.. you'll be rich people.. even a cup of coffee will cost you Rph5K... hahahaha ) the rest who were saying not going to shop, I will never going to trust them. They bought a lot of stuff from there too. They have all range of good quality material and branded stuff. Some are original ( rejected ) and some are fake ( especially handbags.. ).I can go crazy over Fred Perry brand. They also have CK, AX and few other branded stuff.. A&amp;amp;F and Gap are usual branded line they have it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4y6IMM6BLeU/Tg6ONvsZdTI/AAAAAAAAFnU/LuTIvipoK_U/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624589351424455986" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4y6IMM6BLeU/Tg6ONvsZdTI/AAAAAAAAFnU/LuTIvipoK_U/s320/034.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Rumah Mode, we then moved to Kampung Daun for Dinner. It was awesome journey. Along the way, we saw a lot of mansion ( not a bunglow yer.. but Rumah Agam uols ) and everyone's jaw dropped to see how big the house is and the more we travel up to the mountain, the temperature drop. We saw neon from Bandung City and it was lovely. Once we arrived, Adi, our driver has booked a hut for us to have our dinner and our place was at no 31. We asked where it was and the waiter told us, we have to climb right to the end. Yeah we have to climb a hill and everyone was making fuss out of it .. by the time we reached to our hut.. we were all damn fucking hungry..which is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qKcooV2xmg/Tg6ONAKP7xI/AAAAAAAAFnM/8aVoMBnNLa8/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624589338664759058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qKcooV2xmg/Tg6ONAKP7xI/AAAAAAAAFnM/8aVoMBnNLa8/s320/045.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surrounding and ambiance was totally perfect and they setup the hut and the restaurant nicely. The owner is smart enough to come out with such concept. That place has it's own waterfalls and yeah... hell it was chilled. Most of us were shivering. We were so glad after 5 mins climbing up to hill, we found our hut. We were all sat down and Hugo would have to knocked on a wood to call the waiter. They came and hand out menu to us. We ordered the food and less that we know.. the food that we order are for 2 portions. Most of us had Gurame goreng and Bakar.. Elvira had Gurame soup while only Hugo had Nasi Goreng Special.The food was awesome ( especially when it was cold and hungry ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nIdOT3ewbcQ/Tg6OM1CXsvI/AAAAAAAAFnE/8S2Y62G2YgY/s1600/056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624589335678923506" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nIdOT3ewbcQ/Tg6OM1CXsvI/AAAAAAAAFnE/8S2Y62G2YgY/s320/056.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz9r2x2nPEA/Tg6OMsCx5cI/AAAAAAAAFm8/rBrBcLMj_54/s1600/059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624589333264721346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz9r2x2nPEA/Tg6OMsCx5cI/AAAAAAAAFm8/rBrBcLMj_54/s320/059.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adi sent us back to the hotel and we have a good rest. Tomorrow will be the next round for a shopping trip! But before we went off to sleep, Rosie and I, bought local prepaid number. It will be much easier for us to contact with each other and plus it will be useful for me to contact local people whom I wish to meet up. :) Right after we bought the prepaid, Nizar, Hugo and Kok Wai stroll down the Cihampelas street. We went to see Chi-Walk and it has changed a lot. A lot from the last time were there. But the cute guys were all remain..  :) we ended up at McDonald having our sundae ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4485119252435183769?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4485119252435183769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4485119252435183769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4485119252435183769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4485119252435183769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/07/travel-bandung-trip-with-gymfreaks-day.html' title='Travel: Bandung Trip with Gymfreaks Day 1'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMlzm5c5Qjc/Tg6PuVYzjyI/AAAAAAAAFok/HYrOfkPg0uE/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6306785751769813577</id><published>2011-07-02T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T10:39:00.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Cutie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9psG4CmyEU/Tg6EsyC_bpI/AAAAAAAAFm0/CIDUmN2zLSs/s1600/happybirthdayve6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9psG4CmyEU/Tg6EsyC_bpI/AAAAAAAAFm0/CIDUmN2zLSs/s320/happybirthdayve6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624578889515757202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was his birthday. I sent a birthday wish to his cellphone, knowing that he wont answer to my call. I tried to give him a phone calls few time.. but he decline to answer it. I told him in my text that I will call him today and I wish him over the FB. He responded to both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened today, he called me at 7.15am. I decline to answer the call ( you know me.. if I am sleeping.. I wont be answering to a phone call. ) 1st call.. I heard the phone rang. I ignored. 2nd time I look at the scree, it is from international call... I ignore it again.. although I think it is from my Cutie. 3rd time rang.. I picked up the call and I heard his cute voice over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang a birthday song to him and he was happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you want for your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: I want a kiss from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.. I will post it over to you...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Awww... but I want a lipstick mark on my card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: You have a lipstick with you?! ( laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I can borrow from Sasha or my mom..  hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: I don't want ordinary colour... I want it in blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... where the hell am I supposed to get a blue lipstick? I can find black I think.. but blue? I am not too sure. Anyway he has been requesting few weird stuff and I bet more to come.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You know what? You are like a pregnant women.. asking stuff that is hard for the other person to find... ( sighing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: ( laughing ) yeah.. let's make your life difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously he asked for Black Teddy Bear.. but seriously, the one that I found in a website was hideous.. it did not look the way I wanted. Scruffy and hairy. I asked Zed if she can ever find one Teddy Bear when she is in England, she bought me a Teddy Bear which is in normal Brown colour.. sighh... She said.. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is impossible to find Teddy Bear in Black.. NO SHOP IS SELLING IT Eddie.. especially the one that you one.. scuffy hairy and cute face..and in BLACK "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about half an hour or so and he been talking a lot too.. while I have to adjust my morning voice to talk to him. HMmmmm and he laughs a lot too.. and how I miss his voice. I can imagine how he looks like and his gesture when he talks over the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bit lot of kisses and say bye after that.. and I am having an early Saturday.. instead of planning to hibernate a bit longer.. BUT! I  will do it later.. after lunch was the best time to hibernate! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6306785751769813577?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6306785751769813577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6306785751769813577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6306785751769813577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6306785751769813577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-to-my-cutie.html' title='Happy Birthday to my Cutie!!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9psG4CmyEU/Tg6EsyC_bpI/AAAAAAAAFm0/CIDUmN2zLSs/s72-c/happybirthdayve6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4656320568228340939</id><published>2011-06-18T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T14:02:58.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Sheryl Crow - All I Wanna Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I6zIEfSxqkg" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a mood... to have good time... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4656320568228340939?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4656320568228340939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4656320568228340939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4656320568228340939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4656320568228340939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/06/sheryl-crow-all-i-wanna-do.html' title='Sheryl Crow - All I Wanna Do'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/I6zIEfSxqkg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4051969051516997050</id><published>2011-06-18T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T13:57:18.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>I am a Milliion-Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmbykJV_7tg/Tfw9ZgVEgBI/AAAAAAAAFmk/wLZ9CrbSbzY/s1600/2fb478d59d0dbffe34786ba70ff8_grande.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmbykJV_7tg/Tfw9ZgVEgBI/AAAAAAAAFmk/wLZ9CrbSbzY/s320/2fb478d59d0dbffe34786ba70ff8_grande.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619433943435870226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking about body hair that I have on my body (ahem  ahem...sebab banyak sangat bulus kan?) but I'm talking about the Rupiah  Indonesia. Yes.. I am going to Bandung once again after so many years  I've not visited the place. I am pretty excited of course, but at the  same time, I don't really know what to expect, in a sense of traveling  in a huge crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not change that much.. around Rph2  million that is almost RM800. Rph Indonesia has somehow increased and guess what, early of the month, I tried to change and Rph was out of stocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this trip, we have put aside RM500 for the  transportation in Bandung, Hotel &amp;amp; food and parking ( bley? ) and  this time we are flyin with MH. The ticket was bought last year for the  price of RM375. A very good deal!! :) We are leaving KL on the 23rd  June. There will be 10 people joining this trip. The last time I went  there, we were only 4 of us - Zsa zsa, Farid, Diha &amp;amp; me. While this  time we have 6 more extra casts joining us - Rosie, Zed, Hugo &amp;amp;  partner, Aida and Elvira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZJx-DdIRKE/Tfw9dUZhmiI/AAAAAAAAFms/NJvIBB3gTJM/s1600/indonesia_rupiah_big_bills_wikicommons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZJx-DdIRKE/Tfw9dUZhmiI/AAAAAAAAFms/NJvIBB3gTJM/s320/indonesia_rupiah_big_bills_wikicommons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619434008952805922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to expect this time, I will do little shopping and SPA.. everyone is dying to go SPA I believe. So SPA is no 1 and then I will decide to do little shop for mom and brother.. not much for myself perhaps ( we'll see ). Since we will be there for 4d and 3n.. there will be more than shopping activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not made any acquittance with local people so far... coz I am seriously unsure about the schedule and time. Perhaps I will meet one or two of them for a drink. :) Since we're staying at Chihampelas, I'm not to worry about getting my Starbucks or McD around there. I hope we get to go to other places from the last time we went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4051969051516997050?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4051969051516997050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4051969051516997050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4051969051516997050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4051969051516997050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-milliion-hair.html' title='I am a Milliion-Hair'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmbykJV_7tg/Tfw9ZgVEgBI/AAAAAAAAFmk/wLZ9CrbSbzY/s72-c/2fb478d59d0dbffe34786ba70ff8_grande.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4986684973643069048</id><published>2011-06-18T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T12:18:50.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal World'/><title type='text'>Woman roasted puppy alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oORvLXJN5rI/TfwlN8KVB5I/AAAAAAAAFmU/eJ9aZQcFT7A/s1600/400_roasteddog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oORvLXJN5rI/TfwlN8KVB5I/AAAAAAAAFmU/eJ9aZQcFT7A/s320/400_roasteddog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619407356469512082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By farism | SingaporeScene – Thu, Jun 16, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How gruesome it is  to torture an animal, much else roast it alive? While this horrifying  act did not take place in Singapore, but in the Kengkou district of  Guangzhou, China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content-aggregation website chinaSmack posted a news article showing a Chinese woman roasting a puppy alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  gruesome incident was said to have taken place near the entrance of  Kengkou market. The woman is seen grabbing the puppy using a throng and  grilling it over what looks like a portable stove. After a while, the  dog's body appeared stiff and its skin slightly charred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understandably, users who posted their comments on the website were vilified by the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One  user known as VIP posted a comment, "Are you still human? Think for a  moment, how would you feel if you were roasted alive/barbecued alive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another  who wanted to be known as Love, said, "What's wrong with people these  days? They don't even seem like people/human anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2UrBJG1Jps/TfwlOMHDLlI/AAAAAAAAFmc/1TZw4rg5wxc/s1600/400_roasteddog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2UrBJG1Jps/TfwlOMHDLlI/AAAAAAAAFmc/1TZw4rg5wxc/s320/400_roasteddog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619407360750726738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what CHINA government has do to protect the animal rights ( nothing? ). The animal abuse case has been happening over and over again. When I read such articles it really make me sad on how people in this world ( and in CHINA ) of course can ever mistreat and be so cruel towards animal. If you really find it appertising to eat a dog.. that is fine, but at least, can't she has any decency to slaughter the puppy first and then cook it instead of barbeque it alive? What went wrong with this CHINA Lady? and worst, she did it in front of a toddler.. which is wrong example!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is ruthless and being so cruel to animal, I believe the entire community or her family has no sympathy at animal at all... :( this is a very sad case I ever seen in my life! Pathetic is the right words to describe this lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope CHINA government will look at this seriously... and CHINA people themselves, should change the way they think. We live in 21st Century world.. not 2000BC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the poor puppy...I truly am sorry for you :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4986684973643069048?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4986684973643069048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4986684973643069048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4986684973643069048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4986684973643069048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/06/singaporescene-woman-roasted-puppy.html' title='Woman roasted puppy alive'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oORvLXJN5rI/TfwlN8KVB5I/AAAAAAAAFmU/eJ9aZQcFT7A/s72-c/400_roasteddog3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4163146816594071204</id><published>2011-06-18T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:58:21.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Chinese Bride Discovers Groom Is Gay When His Boyfriend Crashes The Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Km98UzdRIkY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groom: Wait, wait, wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: Who is he? Tell me, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groom: Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: Don't explain to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: What are you doing, what f**king﻿ business is it of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Man: Enough, enough, both of you calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: Tell me, who is he? Who is he?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: You come back here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: You shut up, us two were together long before you﻿ entered the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: What do you mean you two were together long before I was in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groom: Hey hey, don't get physical, don't get physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: Just who the f**k are you!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: Shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: It's my wedding, what are you doing here?! Who are you? Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sila jawab nok nok sekalian... will this ever happen to you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kalau dah ada partner.. don't ever think that you should get married.. even if are bi or what.. always be who you are and feel great about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4163146816594071204?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4163146816594071204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4163146816594071204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4163146816594071204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4163146816594071204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/06/chinese-bride-discovers-groom-is-gay.html' title='Chinese Bride Discovers Groom Is Gay When His Boyfriend Crashes The Wedding'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Km98UzdRIkY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-850962828828734882</id><published>2011-06-09T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:52:48.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Updates 09/06/11</title><content type='html'>Careers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still receive calls from head hunters. At times I felt so good and sometimes I felt like.. why do they still call me? Huhuhu.. I received a phone call from a pharmaceutical company ( not the one that I worked with ) if I am interested to join them. Only to find that my salary is slightly higher from what they can afford to pay. I’ve not heard from that head hunter ever since then ( huhuhu )&lt;br /&gt;This week, my previous company’s HR Manager contacted me via email and asked if I am still interested to work for them and would consider to join them back and wish me to call him to discuss further.&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty contemplating at the moment. I love to work at current place, knowing the fact that it is in KL and I am very close to everyone and also to home as well. Less traffic, no toll and it is easy for me to commute just in case I need to meet anyone in the city, I can just walk without around without needing to drive to anywhere, but, I am a contract staff at this company that I am working with right now, while the previous company will offer me permanent position. I believe I need to speaks to both ( current’s company supervisor  and my previous company’s HR manager ) before I made my final decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, everything work well although I hope and wish I can do better in managing my spending. I’ve been spending way too lots previously and now I try to cut as much as I can. Not trying to be stingy, but if I felt it is unnecessary, I won’t be doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a travel year for me, although I travel pretty nearby, within the region, I can say I am pretty lighted up and happy. Yes I do. It seems like I been travelling every once in a two months. It starts with Cameron Highlands in January, Singapore in March, KK in May, Bandung, Indonesia in June, Penang in August and Kuching in October. Hmm pretty lot of travelling I would say. I am yet to plan for December, I thought of going to Bangkok with some friend but we’ll see if I still have the money.. huhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Kie been missing my dad badly. Kie told mom.. if only he got a chance to spend more time with my dad even in his dream, he would be so very happy. He missed him so badly. I think I can see it. Mom can’t do much either. Since Kie has been very very close to my late father, the impact of losing him is so deep and great. More than I can imagine. I miss him too sometimes and owh, last Friday, during the Friday prayer, I saw an old man, from his back, he look exactly like my late father. :) Right after I finished my solat, I visited his graveyard, recite some Qoran versus and cleanup his grave. There is nothing I can offer except for that. &lt;br /&gt;Danish now becoming naughtier than anyone can imagine of. He talks and made us laughs a lot lately and sometimes agitating us purposely. I wonder what is wrong with this kid? Perhaps he wants attention, as much as he can get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Friends – as everyone knows, I have always thanking god for giving me such wonderful friends whom I’ve known for quite sometimes. They have been giving me a lot of support when I am down and they been listening to all my whining and complaints, my worries, happy and yapping and makes me laughs a lot. But there are some friends whom I think best to be forgotten. :) . During my trips, I’ve gone with these special people and it was an awesome trip and I laughs a lot.. too much till at one point I have a headache.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)New friends – hmmm I m not too sure to categorized them as a new friends, knowing the fact that  I am attracted to some of them and some of them are attracted to me as well.. hahaha.. but this is not going to be for too long. Knowing the fact that if someone wanting you to be a beneficial friends, the friendship will last for a little while. But currently, I have been contacting this one person who is living in Sibu, Sarawak. We would send message via email almost every day, and it has been fun to tell him and to receive all the stories about us. :D very exciting. He made me laughs sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Sex friend. Actually I don’t like to put it as a sex friend or sex partner, but on and off I was still invited to join “group” activities. I m just having no interest in this social gathering. I mean I passed that curious stage and I’m done. I met a few and some of them love to stay as we are and I have no complaint about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been missing him more than he himself can imagine of. No doubt, I do received a phone call from him and I wish he is at his present, physically not just a voice but what can I say, he is in Europe and I am in this part of the world. I don’t know if this really could last although I promised him I will never going to give up. Will he never going to give up on me too? I don’t know. I wanted to call him but he said I don’t have to, fearing he will be busy and might not be able to talk to me that much. We normally will spend an hour over the phone. He currently read a book title “ ONE DAY” which is now turn to film. Looking at the trailer, I felt like what those people is having and experiencing is what currently happening to me and him :( . I will get the book as well before it made it’s premier in September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-850962828828734882?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/850962828828734882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=850962828828734882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/850962828828734882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/850962828828734882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/06/updates-090611.html' title='Updates 09/06/11'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-1948722320369547382</id><published>2011-06-07T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:53:31.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal World'/><title type='text'>4 Strange Cat Behaviors and What They Mean.</title><content type='html'>by Reader's Digest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buNCcfeVINI/Te2gXlKyPQI/AAAAAAAAFmM/JDjPIHHNcGk/s1600/catmeowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615320637375659266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buNCcfeVINI/Te2gXlKyPQI/AAAAAAAAFmM/JDjPIHHNcGk/s320/catmeowing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do cats roll on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;Does the strange drop-and-roll move your cat performs puzzle you? Cat owners see this rolling all the time but many don’t know why it happens or what it means. About.com suggests looking to the time and location of the rolling for clues, adding that it’s a definite look-at-me maneuver designed to grab your attention. Does it happen when you’re doing computer work? As you lace up your sneakers before leaving the house? No matter where or when it happens, if your response to your rolling kitty is affectionate cooing or a tap on the head, know that you’re providing exactly what he wants: attention. While dogs may roll for a belly rub, your cat’s reasons for rolling are, well, cat-like, meaning on his terms (read: rubbing your cat’s belly could leave you with a scratch or two!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do cats cry incessantly?&lt;br /&gt;Nonstop crying can be related to lots of factors. For one, some cat breeds are simply more vocal than others. If you have a Siamese or Oriental breed, this is old news. If your cat is older, consider the fact his hearing may be impaired. Crying could also be a sigh of illness, so trust your instinct and give your veterinarian a call to see if a checkup is warranted. On a less serious level, your cat could be hungry or know that crying will lead to his getting your attention or a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfJBA5ZqMMY/Te2gXXiAbnI/AAAAAAAAFmE/RAD_70KrWAw/s1600/346-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615320633714962034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfJBA5ZqMMY/Te2gXXiAbnI/AAAAAAAAFmE/RAD_70KrWAw/s320/346-cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do cats cry early in the morning (or all the time), roll like dogs on their backs, or ignore their litter boxes? Take a look at a few funny and frustrating cat antics and learn more about your cat’s personality.&lt;br /&gt;Why do cats act like alarm clocks?&lt;br /&gt;Crying in the morning can be traced to two things, the season, and well, you. Cat’s circadian rhythms adjust just as ours do. When summer approaches and the birds are up earlier, so is your cat, wanting to do exactly what predatory creatures innately want to do: hunt. Not all pet owners will be okay with releasing their cat into the great outdoors, so if your indoor cat is inappropriately waking you for food, you need to take action. Feeding your cat when he cries reinforces the crying, while waiting for the crying to end, or not instantly responding to the behavior with food, teaches your cat there will be no reward for early-morning wake-ups. Figure out when breakfast will be and stick to your schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do cats misuse their litter box?&lt;br /&gt;Is your cat healthy? A cat with a urinary tract infection can have trouble making it to the box in time. If a UTI isn’t the problem, perhaps the box is. Cats like their litter to be clean and deep. Your cat wants to be able to dig and cover his mess when he’s done. To learn more about potty-training issues head to ASPCA, or dial your vet’s office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line: Your relationship with your cat reflects your ability to be a good pet owner. Providing what he needs to be healthy and happy is one thing, but just like kids, pets act up. Preventing and correcting problem behavior will help make life less stressful for you and your pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1948722320369547382?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1948722320369547382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1948722320369547382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1948722320369547382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1948722320369547382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/06/4-strange-cat-behaviors-and-what-they.html' title='4 Strange Cat Behaviors and What They Mean.'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buNCcfeVINI/Te2gXlKyPQI/AAAAAAAAFmM/JDjPIHHNcGk/s72-c/catmeowing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-9213926745165660751</id><published>2011-05-30T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:16:18.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Something from UK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IaucNvCQlI/TePCVtGwSVI/AAAAAAAAFlw/iunEZcEc7wk/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IaucNvCQlI/TePCVtGwSVI/AAAAAAAAFlw/iunEZcEc7wk/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612543238774737234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BLb1gX6xYs/TePCVV9lJcI/AAAAAAAAFlo/L60IWhyDVk4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BLb1gX6xYs/TePCVV9lJcI/AAAAAAAAFlo/L60IWhyDVk4/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612543232562243010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXQ4-FW42Q4/TePCWK54HKI/AAAAAAAAFl4/cUseONXBD6w/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXQ4-FW42Q4/TePCWK54HKI/AAAAAAAAFl4/cUseONXBD6w/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612543246773787810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to MAK HAYAM... he got me stuff which he felt like buying for me... huhuhu...Since he knew.. blue is my favourite colour, so he get most of the stuff in blue except for the suspender which he called.. bareback.. lol ( sounds weird kan?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrived this morning and text me while I was at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hi.. saya kawan mak ayam besar nak jumpa u and sampaikan barang2 yang dier kirimkan. Kita jumpa di pavillion kul 1. Dia ada kirim duit suruh blanja u Lunch. - CT "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted to this number.. I received a respond. But when I tried to call she wont picked up my call. Mak ayam told me about a week ago. He will pass my stuff to his friend who just visited London recently and she is working with Oil N Gas company ( also?!!  but not from my office of course ).  Without having any wrong thoughts, I kept on waiting for this CT and then I received and sms saying that she is already there. I was waiting but I don;t know where she is. I looked at my wrist watch it shows 1.20PM .. and I wasted 20 minutes waiting... without wanting to waste my time. I asked a girl who was waiting nearby is she CT.. and she looked scared and answered NO.. lol... ( I don't believe I have the courage to ask people like that ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting soon.. I saw.. our KAK CT.. aka MAK AYAM passed me with BIG SMILE... I was like WHAT?!!!!!! Yeah.. he laughs aloud.. and Tom too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom: It is his idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What the...... when did you both arrived? I thought you'll be home in September?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAB: Hahaha... mak dah cakap dahh.... pondan nih mesti jerit kat mak.. mak siap cakap kat tom... get ready if he carut2 at us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's funny.. we had our lunch at the food court... and I have to leave them at 2.15.. ( bley? ). I met them again for dinner and have Zed around this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-9213926745165660751?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/9213926745165660751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=9213926745165660751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/9213926745165660751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/9213926745165660751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/something-from-uk.html' title='Something from UK...'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IaucNvCQlI/TePCVtGwSVI/AAAAAAAAFlw/iunEZcEc7wk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6360328993790334164</id><published>2011-05-28T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:09:52.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Celine Dion - I surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wA8uN6ejQIc" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6360328993790334164?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6360328993790334164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6360328993790334164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6360328993790334164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6360328993790334164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/celine-dion-i-surrender.html' title='Celine Dion - I surrender'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wA8uN6ejQIc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5585338078548490403</id><published>2011-05-27T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T17:31:25.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu - Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nJOiMYfFVo/Td9vEQcfyPI/AAAAAAAAFlY/uIdDATGHHSg/s1600/IMG00160-20110523-1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nJOiMYfFVo/Td9vEQcfyPI/AAAAAAAAFlY/uIdDATGHHSg/s320/IMG00160-20110523-1124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611325779651578098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached at hotel room at 7.45am and Anaz was getting himself ready for  breakfast. The girls were getting themselves ready too. We chose to go  to Restaurant Getaran Jiwa at Alam Mesra and having our breakfast. The  food was OK. We all ate something and by this time the energy is a  little low already. Everyone look slightly tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGxXose6gIw/Td9vEGKLZzI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/BiRqwZc2pZc/s1600/IMG00154-20110523-1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGxXose6gIw/Td9vEGKLZzI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/BiRqwZc2pZc/s320/IMG00154-20110523-1122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611325776890390322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, Opie, Ida and Eliya decided to do reflexology while  Anaz wanted to go to Putatan. I followed him and were accompanied by  Nin and Norzie. It was not that far from the airport 1st terminal  anyway. Anaz was thinking to get some "ikan bilis" and according to him  it is cheap to get it at Pasar Putatan. Once we arrived... the market  has closed! yup.. all wrapped up! huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZNnx88Sdl4/Td9vDjW44SI/AAAAAAAAFlI/AqaHioNbSBU/s1600/IMG00153-20110523-1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZNnx88Sdl4/Td9vDjW44SI/AAAAAAAAFlI/AqaHioNbSBU/s320/IMG00153-20110523-1121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611325767548461346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a stop at the airport 1st terminal to snap a photo as  well as at the water front in KK.. previously when I went there.. around  that water front, there were still some Kampung Air..but now that place  is no longer existing. I saw a development around the place and it is  rather modern and I saw a lot of new complex - apartments &amp;amp; offices  built around that compound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aIYVmeLREQ0/Td9vDvoY4LI/AAAAAAAAFlA/5kY2A_Z1ra0/s1600/IMG00145-20110523-1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aIYVmeLREQ0/Td9vDvoY4LI/AAAAAAAAFlA/5kY2A_Z1ra0/s320/IMG00145-20110523-1109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611325770843087026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Anaz to make another stop at Philippine Market.. Nin was  getting something same goes to Anaz and Norzie.. I get more fridge  magnet for some close friends who has never been to Sabah. Thank god the  day was not so sunny bright. The weather was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQH_gIy0b6s/Td9vElJe19I/AAAAAAAAFlg/NAjO9lU8yuA/s1600/IMG00179-20110523-1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQH_gIy0b6s/Td9vElJe19I/AAAAAAAAFlg/NAjO9lU8yuA/s320/IMG00179-20110523-1443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611325785208969170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hotel, I change my clothes and we are ready to check out at 1pm else, the hotel will charge us for another day of stay ( like what? ). Since our flight is at 5.10pm, and it was only 1pm, I told everyone to stay and relax at the lobby until 2.45pm and then we made a move to Tanjung Aru. We saw food court around but Anaz wanted to have KFC... hehehehe... My energy level was way too low by then. The only thing I can think of at that moment was sleep.. and I can't wait to get on board..seriously. Once all of us get ourselves a seat on the flight, I put on my seat belt.. and talk for awhile until the plane took off. I fall to sleep then and only to find we were 30 minutes away to land at LCCT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was great! I had a wonderful time with my uni friends of whom we befriends for 13 years.. this trip is a successful one and we plan to have another trip next year to which we have not decided yet the destination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5585338078548490403?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5585338078548490403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5585338078548490403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5585338078548490403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5585338078548490403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/kota-kinabalu-last-day.html' title='Kota Kinabalu - Last Day'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nJOiMYfFVo/Td9vEQcfyPI/AAAAAAAAFlY/uIdDATGHHSg/s72-c/IMG00160-20110523-1124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7834191032731755226</id><published>2011-05-26T19:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T17:04:41.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZgvpZZ4qq8/Td9oRmgHM0I/AAAAAAAAFkw/Id9eck9dXTU/s1600/IMG00130-20110522-1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZgvpZZ4qq8/Td9oRmgHM0I/AAAAAAAAFkw/Id9eck9dXTU/s320/IMG00130-20110522-1921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611318312329229122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, we all woke up at 8am and look for mamak for  breakfast. Hmmm the Roti Canai was good.. except for the curry.. taste a  bit different... it is still edible.. I don't complain.. but it is  rather different.. hehehe.. Nasi Lemak ( as usual mamak mana pandai buat  nasi lemak! ) taste so so. Everyone had breakfast except for Anaz.. as  usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWzwPkf4Twg/Td9oR46iL2I/AAAAAAAAFk4/6ah-kCTO6SA/s1600/IMG00121-20110522-1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWzwPkf4Twg/Td9oR46iL2I/AAAAAAAAFk4/6ah-kCTO6SA/s320/IMG00121-20110522-1215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611318317271887714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we had our breakfast, we then moved to Philippine Market. The girls  are looking for pearls while the boys ( Anaz and I ) don't really know  what to look at. I mean, all the shops are selling the same thing?! The  same pearls, the same souvenir.. like.. hmmm don't they have any other  products on shelf to sell of other than the same stuff? I did not stay  for too long. The temperature was rather high. I surveyed some pearls  price. Mak Hayam was asking me if I can buy him a couple of set of  pearls for him. I was pretty surprised to see one set of pearls consist  of necklace, bangles and a couple of ear ring would cost me RM500 before  bargain.. but I bet after bargain the price would be somewhere near to  RM400. They all are made from Sea water pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGhnr8QCnyM/Td9n9q8MKaI/AAAAAAAAFkg/_zm5tZvYmtY/s1600/IMG00139-20110522-1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGhnr8QCnyM/Td9n9q8MKaI/AAAAAAAAFkg/_zm5tZvYmtY/s320/IMG00139-20110522-1954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611317969923352994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the bazaar and stayed outside while Eliya accompany me. Its  getting hotter and I cant stand it. I was sweating like mad. Eliya then  asked me to go to the nearest mamak which we did.We had a drink and  later Nin joined us. We talks about a lot of stuffs.. more like heart to  heart talks. We don't get to talk about everything in one large group  right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the girls are all done with their shopping, some of  them has already waited for us in a car. We walked and found Anaz was  not around. We wait and I will drive this time. Earlier on, we received a  ticket from a Traffic Police for passing the Red Lights. Anaz drove  early in the morning and I was not too sure what was in his mind. I was  busy with my phone checking email and FB. For that offensive, we would  have to pay RM300. No negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAbK_cuvN6o/Td9n9tLuqFI/AAAAAAAAFkY/UTE-DbSH2oc/s1600/IMG00120-20110522-1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAbK_cuvN6o/Td9n9tLuqFI/AAAAAAAAFkY/UTE-DbSH2oc/s320/IMG00120-20110522-1215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611317970525399122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once Anaz return to the car, we have to find Jamilah Jewellery Shop,  where this shop has all what you wants when it comes to pearl and it is  not cheap either. Opie bought herself something and it took her 1 hour  to get it done mind we were lost in finding Jamilah Jewellery Shop.  huhuhu.. I have to wait and I was bored staying in the car. Seriously I  was. The Sun was rather HOT... to go out is very bad option. Once they  comes back, I can sense hmmm not a very positive environment. Perhaps  Opie felt offended when I called and asked how much more time it takes  to get it done. I may sounds a little grumpy.. but I was not mad at her  or anyone... :) How can I be mad at people who I love and care about?!  I  may sounds a bit grumpy due to feeling very restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we  arrived to the hotel. I go to bed once again... the rest of them do what  ever they want. Some of them went for spa treatment and some went for  reflexology and I can't wait to go for dinner. We are going to have  Seafood! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ax6GkjAZnAU/Td9n9czBwnI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/mvb9BVbNNCo/s1600/IMG00116-20110522-1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ax6GkjAZnAU/Td9n9czBwnI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/mvb9BVbNNCo/s320/IMG00116-20110522-1002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611317966126826098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at 7pm for dinner and drove by following the instruction of  GPS. We decided to go to Salut.. it is somewhere along the Politeknik in  KK. The road is rather dark. So, for people who is not familiar with  that place, you might passed the junction to the restaurant without  realising it.&lt;br /&gt;Driving into the driving, we saw a lot of ponds on our  left and right. I believe that is where they breed their prawns and  fish.. to ensure the live stock are all fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at 7pm for dinner and drove by following the instruction  of GPS. We decided to go to Salut.. it is somewhere along the  Politeknik in KK. The road is rather dark. So, for people who is not  familiar with that place, you might passed the junction to the  restaurant without realising it.&lt;br /&gt;Driving into the driving, we saw a  lot of ponds on our left and right. I believe that is where they breed  their prawns and fish.. to ensure the live stock are all fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBTVuNmZH-g/Td9n90rckXI/AAAAAAAAFko/Sar1pRjMgPo/s1600/IMG00137-20110522-1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBTVuNmZH-g/Td9n90rckXI/AAAAAAAAFko/Sar1pRjMgPo/s320/IMG00137-20110522-1949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611317972537479538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual, once we arrived, the group snap photos ( everyone in the group are camwhore I would say ). I quickly called them to order the food, fearing more customer coming and we would have less attractive place to seat. Everyone was busy looking at the live fish, clams, razor blade clams, crabs, they even have oyster..hmmmm.. so we ordered 1kg of prawn - for butter prawn, local blacck garouppa - 3 flavours ( the red one would cost us RM250 per fish ).. 1 kg of crab - we made it into chili crab, clams we had cooked with ginger, an omelet, water spinach ( kangkung )..The food was rather amazing. It taste good.. and we all enjoyed it. Anaz was having a problem again, he cant eat too much seafood due to allergy. No crab at all and he ate the rest. sighh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner again, we had a blast. We laughs like nobody business. From Jamilah ( a song which Opie keep on singing in an off tune... to the event at Kundasang.. - roller-coaster-ride )..owh dear... we settle the bill for only RM227 which is DAMN CHEAP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them proceed to the Night Market while I have another social activity with an acquaintance to make. I spend a night at his place. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Sorry people.. photos are not in sequel with the story line... I tried to re-attached the photos and nothing changes... *bodo tau!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7834191032731755226?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7834191032731755226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7834191032731755226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7834191032731755226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7834191032731755226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/kota-kinabalu-day-3.html' title='Kota Kinabalu Day 3'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZgvpZZ4qq8/Td9oRmgHM0I/AAAAAAAAFkw/Id9eck9dXTU/s72-c/IMG00130-20110522-1921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8222079831122551556</id><published>2011-05-26T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T19:45:41.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu Day 2 - the Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7cJ5K3prU4/Td48VDwj25I/AAAAAAAAFj4/vtnCJ6n3EHg/s1600/IMG00088-20110521-1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7cJ5K3prU4/Td48VDwj25I/AAAAAAAAFj4/vtnCJ6n3EHg/s320/IMG00088-20110521-1910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610988518234119058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While go around and passed the city of Kota Kinabalu on our arrivals, we  noticed Little Italy Restaurant and so I read in somewhere mentioned  that it is one of the best Italian Restaurant in Borneo ( correct me if  I'm wrong ). So we said to each other that we should all dressed up and  have a nice dinner. We all dressed up decently since there was no plan  in itinerary to dress up nicely for dinner and head off to the Little  Italy at 6.30pm. It felt like as if it's already 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant is not that big but the crowd is huge. A lot of customers  come in and out dining and wine tasting and having a good time over  there. :) The food was good and the service was good as well. Now I know  why this place full of customers. The customers are local, foreigners  and us.. from Peninsular..  ( kecoh!! ). The waiters and waitresses were  all busy taking orders and handing out the menu..I bet this restaurant  must be good. Else, you'll see slow traffic coming into the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QM46CZq-lPM/Td48UtwKbDI/AAAAAAAAFjw/YxgqIP_mz1w/s1600/IMG00089-20110521-1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QM46CZq-lPM/Td48UtwKbDI/AAAAAAAAFjw/YxgqIP_mz1w/s320/IMG00089-20110521-1910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610988512326872114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us ordered our foods and I ordered myself Squid Ink Pasta the  rest had pasta too except for Ida and Anaz who had individual Pizza. I  ordered an extra Pizza for everyone else who don't eat Pizza... ( aci  tak? ). The food was fantastic... it taste just right. Just right of  everything. :) Small Pizza taste good as well and when the waiter  brought the pizza, we sang birthday song to Nin.. she was happy and  smile all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for others to finished their foods, Opie and I  listening to my ipod and we sing the song together ( in a whisper mode  of course ) and we both had a moment. Eliya joined in too.. the 3 of us  had our own conversation while Anaz, Norzie and Nin was busy talking  about diving and stuff. Things which I will never venture into. Once we  all finished eating, it's already 9pm. I called Ricky since we made a  plan to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Xky_N5xdM0/Td48Ut9X6vI/AAAAAAAAFjo/68IRHb3JymA/s1600/IMG00091-20110521-1914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Xky_N5xdM0/Td48Ut9X6vI/AAAAAAAAFjo/68IRHb3JymA/s320/IMG00091-20110521-1914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610988512382282482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ricky is a friend whom I know from FB. :) I've never met him before and I  hope he likes me as much as I like him as a friend. He called me  earlier on and told me he will be free at 9pm. I called him up at 8.30pm  and he would fetch me up at the hotel. He came to the hotel with his  partner collecting me and took me to Jesselton Point.. a place where you  see a lot of cafes and small restaurant operated by the sea. Next to it  is where all the small boats taking people for island hopping. There  are few island around KK you can go to. We skipped because of me (  again?! ) Jesselton Point was full with local youngster who hang out at  night with their friends, talking, having coffee, and dinner and some  was having their shi-sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJBpEE8-__o/Td48UTgTPFI/AAAAAAAAFjg/2C9NgUvX6sI/s1600/IMG00099-20110521-2219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJBpEE8-__o/Td48UTgTPFI/AAAAAAAAFjg/2C9NgUvX6sI/s320/IMG00099-20110521-2219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610988505281018962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered myself a big glass of Nescafe  "o" and less than I expected, it turns out to be XL size glass..  muahahaha... I was stumbled, Ricky and his partner was laughing at me  their lungs out! I was shocked and I don't know what to say.. totally  disbelief..like err.. not this big please?! Ricky was wondering how am I  going to finish-up my drinks. The conversation went well between us and  his partner was chatty too although he claimed he is quiet. We chat  about what happen locally and how does people in KK survive in current  inflation going on in Malaysia.. ( I believe most of Malaysian knew that  any stuff that enters Borneo are a bit expensive than in Peninsular..  at some part I felt it is unfair to Borneo people ). He tells me bit of  this and that. Later on, he took me around the city and said... by 11,  the city has already dead.. and I said.. by 6 its already like 8pm in  KL. huhuhuhu... he drove around cruising place, the clubs where People  Like Us go and a place where all the transvestite are. It's pretty  lively city.. with small capacity of course. I can't compare it with KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XuAOuic1Qc/Td48VVBMJaI/AAAAAAAAFkA/5BuPxQ03rGI/s1600/IMG00086-20110521-1859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XuAOuic1Qc/Td48VVBMJaI/AAAAAAAAFkA/5BuPxQ03rGI/s320/IMG00086-20110521-1859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610988522867271074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky and his partner send me back to the hotel and I told them, if they are ever coming down to KL, they should call me and we should meet. I am totally overwhelm with his treatment, he has been nice to me although we only meet up for 2 hours or so?! But still, his effort in picking me up and has to put up with my "poyo"... does mean something. To both of you, I would like to Thanks a lot for spending time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my room to find Anaz was lying down on bed taking all my pillows and having the blanket to all by himself.. I have to do something about this....!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8222079831122551556?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8222079831122551556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8222079831122551556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8222079831122551556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8222079831122551556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/kota-kinabalu-day-2-evening.html' title='Kota Kinabalu Day 2 - the Evening'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7cJ5K3prU4/Td48VDwj25I/AAAAAAAAFj4/vtnCJ6n3EHg/s72-c/IMG00088-20110521-1910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7076113036064359893</id><published>2011-05-25T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:21:07.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu Day 2</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/-vocMLzH5wBo/Td0utteP4aI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/IDkOHg81mI4/s1600/IMG00083-20110521-1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610692073608962466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vocMLzH5wBo/Td0utteP4aI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/IDkOHg81mI4/s320/IMG00083-20110521-1009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sight at the Poring Hot Spring Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 3.30am and left hotel at 4am to Kundasang. Although everyone was very sleepy including me, but thanks to Opie she kept us all entertained and I have been non stop talking too. Thanks to Ida for providing GPS, else, we would have a difficulties to mobilised. Once we left the hotel, and when we are about to enter Tamparuli, a petrol car stop us with its hazzard lights and a long-Heller asking us to stop. Anaz stop the vehicles and the police man asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police: Kamu semua ini saudara ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anaz: Tidak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police: Mau ke mana bah? Minta lesen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anaz: Kami mau pergi Kundasang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police: Owhh dari semenanjung ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anaz: Yer.. dari KL&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/-KhoZS5JoYBI/Td0utZ76GXI/AAAAAAAAFjI/zHmr3o2XskQ/s1600/IMG00069-20110521-0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610692068364654962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhoZS5JoYBI/Td0utZ76GXI/AAAAAAAAFjI/zHmr3o2XskQ/s320/IMG00069-20110521-0919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The small hut was built for everyone's convenient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the policeman then realised we are not local and then was friendly enough to gave us direction to Kundasang. But we fear not since we have GPS ( blagak kan!? ). I told everyone.. perhaps the Police thought that Anaz and I took the girl for pimp.. hahaha and Opie is the Mak Hayam.. We laughs our head off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road was rather rough and dark and covered with mist all the way to climbing up the hills. On our way, we saw Kinabalu Mountain and I felt so great! So overwhelm to witness the tallest mountain in South East Asia. The road condition was rather bad.. and no wonder we hardly see local people drives normal car, but instead they drives 4WD the most. The lorries and the 4WD speed pretty fast and I reminded Anaz not to speed, since our vision was limited and we were not really used to the road there.&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/-Uh5jdUm3Q3o/Td0utPqY5FI/AAAAAAAAFjA/BKjX9ZN04ks/s1600/IMG00079-20110521-0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610692065606820946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh5jdUm3Q3o/Td0utPqY5FI/AAAAAAAAFjA/BKjX9ZN04ks/s320/IMG00079-20110521-0948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of our lovely feet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we passed the Kinabalu Park, we are to go to a place where we can enjoy a beautiful panoramic sun rise. Eliya lead us to go there until she kept herself quiet since she was unsure. Knowing me... I will asked where to go. I mean we can't stop our car in the middle of the road in no where and in the dark.. ( serious uols..tak der lampu jalan! ) Until Eliya recall. We have to climb another hill to get to the site and once we parked, we all left the car and took a walk.The temperature of the place was rather low and freezing cold. We walked to the designated area.. and slowly we saw the sun rise.. but before that, I get to see a couple North Stars ( Amazing! ) All of us were excited to see the sun rising and once the sun has risen, we can see the whole feet of Kinabalu and small tiny boxes ( houses.. they are not as tiny as we see from afar.. ) scattered around it. It was amazing! Seriously Amazing!&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/-bqW-ufHQIiE/Td0us2rsPcI/AAAAAAAAFi4/MGPuuaNK-zs/s1600/IMG00077-20110521-0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610692058901396930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bqW-ufHQIiE/Td0us2rsPcI/AAAAAAAAFi4/MGPuuaNK-zs/s320/IMG00077-20110521-0932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Foot photos?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then drove to Kinabalu Park to locate the nearest restaurant for breakfast... it was already sunny and bright only we realised, it was only at 6.30am. Like what the hell?! hahaha.. all of our tummy were screaming for food!! hahaha. We stop at the Kinbalu Park Entrance where the opposite of the place has a small cafe-restaurant. Good enough for us to have our breakfast. Our table giggled the most and the loudest when it comes to laughter. We laugh a lot for this trip. Really we did. I enjoyed every second spending time with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpzcVnvQaVg/Td0ut9TR4WI/AAAAAAAAFjY/_BHC2qPpMXg/s1600/IMG00064-20110521-0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610692077857923426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpzcVnvQaVg/Td0ut9TR4WI/AAAAAAAAFjY/_BHC2qPpMXg/s320/IMG00064-20110521-0915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we had our breakfast and with GPS help, we then drove to Ranau.. to a hot spring place. The journey was a bit long and it took about 1 hour from the Mount Kinabalu feet. Along the way to the hot spring, almost everyone fall to sleep except for me and Norzie. I drove this time and Eliya has fallen to sleep as well. Once we arrived, I parked our car and paid for RM3 for the entrance. We snapped photos like nobody business and asked at the tourist centre where is the best place we can see Rafflesia. The admin person told us that, this is not the season, thus the centre don't have any bloomed Rafflesia. Unless we go the private parked which they will charge RM30 per person. We reserved that idea. But first, let's deep our tiring feet into the hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ZC2kvrq_e0/Td0uGzIAUUI/AAAAAAAAFio/NI6kS4hjiz8/s1600/IMG00055-20110521-0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610691405111382338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ZC2kvrq_e0/Td0uGzIAUUI/AAAAAAAAFio/NI6kS4hjiz8/s320/IMG00055-20110521-0859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was excited as usual.. we all have a lot of energy.. and we had fun at the hot spring. We left at around 11am and it felt like 2pm already. :( So hot! Less then we knew.. they have Orang Utan ground there as well.. but by then we are about to leave the place and we have to walk pretty distance...( teeettttt!! No walking!! ). Once we reached to our car, I quickly change my t-shirt and found a lot of red-mark-spots around my body. Yup... I can't stand the heat :( in the beginning the whole group did not believe in me, until they saw it. I put the air-condition at the full blown and I feel a lot better.&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/-y3jzIXy4BEM/Td0uGnbsJUI/AAAAAAAAFig/krG0d7T7C8Q/s1600/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610691401972720962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3jzIXy4BEM/Td0uGnbsJUI/AAAAAAAAFig/krG0d7T7C8Q/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun has already appeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the place and in hope to see the Rafflesia but, only to find a small Jimmy Jeep that perhaps can carry 3 persons at the same time, to take to the site where Rafflesia is.Since it was hot and we have to wait for several trips just to look at the Gigantic Flower on earth, we call it a quit. But if only we get to see it.. that would be lovely. Although the flower smells like corps, but still, that was what Sabah is popular with. :)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jTyXjThR9c/Td0uGVJfixI/AAAAAAAAFiY/13Q8Tj27Xio/s1600/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610691397064559378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jTyXjThR9c/Td0uGVJfixI/AAAAAAAAFiY/13Q8Tj27Xio/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun Rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left to Ranau and looking for KFC since Anaz was not fancy at all to eat local. I am adventurous person and I don't really mind to try. Seriously I don't mind at all. Once we had our meal, I saw a wedding couple. I m not to sure if they are Chinese or Kadazan-Dusun. But we saw Lion Dance and also a set of Gong followed one after another. Nin has the idea of following the bride's car to see what is happening. Everyone give a weird look at her and she pretend as if nothing happens.. hahaha&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/--UX-58S8CLo/Td0uGOAZaaI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/65EOAPvbBcc/s1600/IMG00049-20110521-0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610691395147360674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UX-58S8CLo/Td0uGOAZaaI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/65EOAPvbBcc/s320/IMG00049-20110521-0527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun Rise.. it feel so calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Ranau on a bumpy-roller-coaster road. Through out the journey, I advised you guys to drive carefully coz there are a lot of uneven road and very bumpy. I had bad case whereby right after I overtake a lorry, there was an uneven road that push our vehicles down and up at the same time... it was a roller coaster moment and everyone in the car were all screamed and laughs at the same time. Crazy as it sounds but that was what happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZxrkPPs3Vk/Td0uHgA2jEI/AAAAAAAAFiw/8doP1nZQAmQ/s1600/IMG00060-20110521-0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610691417160977474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZxrkPPs3Vk/Td0uHgA2jEI/AAAAAAAAFiw/8doP1nZQAmQ/s320/IMG00060-20110521-0912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us arrived at our Hotel safely. I told them I want to have a rest while they continued to go to the beach in KK and snapped more photos. I was off. I was not sleeping the whole entire journey. If I get to have a nap at least about 1 hour. I think my body can still tolerate to go around the places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7076113036064359893?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7076113036064359893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7076113036064359893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7076113036064359893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7076113036064359893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/kota-kinabalu-day-2.html' title='Kota Kinabalu Day 2'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vocMLzH5wBo/Td0utteP4aI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/IDkOHg81mI4/s72-c/IMG00083-20110521-1009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8406895635047117472</id><published>2011-05-25T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:56:46.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aIro9bwtnVw/Td0l0f_Mw6I/AAAAAAAAFh8/40e11OKCAiw/s1600/IMG00010-20110520-1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aIro9bwtnVw/Td0l0f_Mw6I/AAAAAAAAFh8/40e11OKCAiw/s320/IMG00010-20110520-1739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610682294643508130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the revolving buiding.. whoaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed I've been telling everyone that I will travel to Borneo, to  be exact, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah on this month. I left KL on 20th May. I  was late!! :( I told everyone to be at KL Sentral by 7.30am but I  arrived at 8.15am... ( owh no!! ) But I did mentioned to everyone to  meet them at LCCT but they decided to wait. Until they saw me and they  give me the look. All I can do is to give them big smile! hehehehe ( to  cover the guilt and embarrassment )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left KL Sentral to LCCT  via bus and arrived at 9.40am. By then, Ida told us that the counter has  closed for check in, but we're lucky that we already purchased  self-check in and we managed to check in our bags. Right from the  meeting point until we queue up to get on board, we were laughing non  stop. (yes uols... macam orang gila pun ada.. asyik gelak jer kan?!)&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/-uhZlN4gMi7A/Td0l0MzY0gI/AAAAAAAAFh0/W85KlqtZK_0/s1600/IMG_1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhZlN4gMi7A/Td0l0MzY0gI/AAAAAAAAFh0/W85KlqtZK_0/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610682289493692930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shared this bed with Anaz.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're all seated and left LCCT, to KK. The journey took us 2.5 hours.  I had nap for awhile. Nin, Norzie &amp;amp; Opie was busy snapping photos  in our flight. While I just get myself resting and talks to Eliya. Anaz  and Ida was seating together and have such a mysterious passenger who  sat next to them! He covered his face with his jacket... ( he look like  dead man ) hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived, Anaz get the Innova that  we already book for 4 days. He drove to our place in One Borneo  Courtyard. I have nothing much to complain about the hotel although  local people kept on telling me it is far from the city. Anyway it is  just 20 minutes away from the city and since we have a transport, that  was not a biggie.&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/-QDwnWVL39-s/Td0lz8rY96I/AAAAAAAAFhs/SuxjMfg3wps/s1600/IMG00007-20110520-1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDwnWVL39-s/Td0lz8rY96I/AAAAAAAAFhs/SuxjMfg3wps/s320/IMG00007-20110520-1419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610682285165180834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us except for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before we check-in, first and foremost, we are looking for Lunch.  We made a stop at Alam Mesra somewhere near to One Borneo and we chose  to eat at Sinario Restaurant. The food hmm however did not really suits  our taste-bud. We from Peninsular have been used to the spicy food and  in KK the food is rather mild and blend ( I hope Sabahan will not get  offended )..  While having our lunch, there was a drama uols!! One of  the staff next to the restaurant where we had our lunch stabbed her hand  for I don't know why. We can hear people scream and pool of crowds  looking and watching what was happening. The rest of us continue to eat  while Opie was busy investigating.. hahahaha...  ( busy body kan?!  and  untuk cover line, Opie then beli Goreng Pisang.. bley?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then  checked in to the room, and I took quick shower before we all leave to  Tun Datu Mustapah Building. Eliya was busy mentioning that the building  is revolving.. all of us was wow by that..  ( kann?? ) and we snapped a  lot of photos around there until it is getting dark. But before we left  to Tun Datu Mustapha Building, we went and wander around the One Borneo  shopping mall and find less crowd in there.. which we don't understand  why. Hmmm Anaz had his McDonald since he refused to eat local food.Anaz  drove us around KK city and it was fun.. :) We then landed for dinner at  this P Ramlee Theme restaurant in Alam Mesra Once again.&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/-s8vgqkKxI0g/Td0lzqQyUCI/AAAAAAAAFhk/KT-R43zaK0c/s1600/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8vgqkKxI0g/Td0lzqQyUCI/AAAAAAAAFhk/KT-R43zaK0c/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610682280221757474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view on our way to One Borneo.. KK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The restaurant serve pretty decent food and all of us was happy. At  least we find the food is good and we can eat them. The waitress then  asked us if we would like to have " sayap "( wings ) ... hehehe.. to us,  in Peninsular.. when people say sayap, it means a wing with feathers..  we usually called it as kepak. We made fun out of it and whenever we  went to fast food restaurant and asked for chicken, we would say No  Sayap.. :) felt like belonging to that place ( konon2 la kan?? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  all ended up sleeping at 10pm and it felt like it was already 12am.  hehehee.. We have to sleep early, due to another trip that we plan at  3.30am.&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/-XjlouQLleVk/Td0l0v0Z_hI/AAAAAAAAFiE/z8Vv593YQXw/s1600/IMG_1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XjlouQLleVk/Td0l0v0Z_hI/AAAAAAAAFiE/z8Vv593YQXw/s320/IMG_1723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610682298893205010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Restaurant Getaran Jiwa where we have our Sayap!&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/13216476-8406895635047117472?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8406895635047117472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8406895635047117472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8406895635047117472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8406895635047117472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/kota-kinabalu-day-1.html' title='Kota Kinabalu Day 1'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aIro9bwtnVw/Td0l0f_Mw6I/AAAAAAAAFh8/40e11OKCAiw/s72-c/IMG00010-20110520-1739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8700200550660223268</id><published>2011-05-18T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:48:27.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Fast 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXVFWiURMiQ/TdOxTmZSv3I/AAAAAAAAFhc/lXQRYvQxhRQ/s1600/fast-five-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXVFWiURMiQ/TdOxTmZSv3I/AAAAAAAAFhc/lXQRYvQxhRQ/s320/fast-five-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608020911288663922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sources by IMDB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former cop Brian O'Conner partners with ex-con Dom Toretto on the  opposite side of the law. Since Brian and Mia Toretto broke Dom out of  custody, they've blown across many borders to elude authorities. Now  backed into a corner in Rio de Janeiro, they must pull one last job in  order to gain their freedom. As they assemble their elite team of top  racers, the unlikely allies know their only shot of getting out for good  means confronting the corrupt businessman who wants them dead. But he's  not the only one on their tail. Hard-nosed federal agent Luke Hobbs  never misses his target. When he is assigned to track down Dom and  Brian, he and his strike team launch an all-out assault to capture them.  But as his men tear through Brazil, Hobbs learns he can't separate the  good guys from the bad. Now, he must rely on his instincts to corner his  prey... before someone else runs them down first.  &lt;em class="nobr"&gt;Written by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/search/title?plot_author=Universal%20Pictures&amp;amp;view=simple&amp;amp;sort=alpha"&gt;Universal Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you watch fast and furious 1, 2, 3, 4? If you had, you should watch the fast 5. It was good! Damn good and I enjoyed every single minutes. As usual, the movie will aw you with the driving skills and this time it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to comment much on it, but I would suggest you to go to the cinema and watch it yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate this movie 4.5/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8700200550660223268?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8700200550660223268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8700200550660223268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8700200550660223268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8700200550660223268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/movie-review-fast-5.html' title='Movie Review: Fast 5'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXVFWiURMiQ/TdOxTmZSv3I/AAAAAAAAFhc/lXQRYvQxhRQ/s72-c/fast-five-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5412685913292128732</id><published>2011-05-18T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:19:01.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jom Pi Makan'/><title type='text'>Kajang and it's Satay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvvbnw6cVvY/TdOqcQgAJFI/AAAAAAAAFhM/EwDoAvSB4OU/s1600/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvvbnw6cVvY/TdOqcQgAJFI/AAAAAAAAFhM/EwDoAvSB4OU/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608013363448652882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever anyone from Malaysia visited Kajang.. the first thing that  pop-up in their mind is Satay and of course the most popular restaurant  would be SATAY HAJI SAMURI. Although some satay place charge their  customer at RM0.90 but Haji Samuri still charging their customer at  RM0.60 per stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant has been upgraded and look a lot better than before. The location is still the same at the heart of Kajang Town. With 2 storey and multiple counters they can served their customer better. The place is a lot cleaner and spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jVyjaTe51o/TdOqcC6uOII/AAAAAAAAFhE/Mh4sjgR0JIs/s1600/IMG_1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jVyjaTe51o/TdOqcC6uOII/AAAAAAAAFhE/Mh4sjgR0JIs/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608013359802628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was out with Buzlee for Jalan2 cari kereta, we both took an  opportunity to eat Satay... * when I went to have satay.... suddenly my  thoughts were all with my late father.. he loves satay soooo much!!! he  can eat it every day! * So I ordered 10 sticks of Chicken and another 10  for the beef and it taste good. But not as good as it was before...  Before this, the satay will be served hot and you can see the steam came  out from the flesh of the satay... ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sz9XXvsY5Ck/TdOqbm4Xb0I/AAAAAAAAFg8/sMEe7gvtoZM/s1600/IMG_1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sz9XXvsY5Ck/TdOqbm4Xb0I/AAAAAAAAFg8/sMEe7gvtoZM/s320/IMG_1684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608013352276553538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Buzlee who was willingly accompany me to look for a cars  as well as having this lovely satay. Along the way while driving... we  giggles a lot and he is looking for a new car too..ahem ahem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4ZElfYsDWA/TdOqcoQrXDI/AAAAAAAAFhU/X7yaVnknPRQ/s1600/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4ZElfYsDWA/TdOqcoQrXDI/AAAAAAAAFhU/X7yaVnknPRQ/s320/IMG_1680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608013369826827314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5412685913292128732?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5412685913292128732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5412685913292128732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5412685913292128732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5412685913292128732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/kajang-and-its-satay.html' title='Kajang and it&apos;s Satay!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvvbnw6cVvY/TdOqcQgAJFI/AAAAAAAAFhM/EwDoAvSB4OU/s72-c/IMG_1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-1329609488850342082</id><published>2011-05-17T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:29:22.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wheel'/><title type='text'>Honda Edix vs CRV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdzXMUb01rw/TdKe9QRKmDI/AAAAAAAAFgs/tTkXdfJwCJ8/s1600/honda_edix_a1216110646b1887287_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdzXMUb01rw/TdKe9QRKmDI/AAAAAAAAFgs/tTkXdfJwCJ8/s320/honda_edix_a1216110646b1887287_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607719261205862450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Buzlee and asked him if he is free to accompany me to see some cars last Sunday. Yup.. I am thinking to change my car.. probably mid next year. Although it is way too soon, but I just wanted to know how much it cost. I'm looking for a secondhand Honda CR-V coz my budget is around RM120K and below. I have Honda City in my mind if it is going to be a first hand car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing the CR-V, I was stumbled with FRV or Edix. :) It is not a new car of course but rather a recondition car. It is pretty practical and a compact SUV. The shop that I went to informed that they have 2 models 1.7L and 2.0L. Hmmm.. now looking at the budget it is within my budget and I can afford to buy that car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfdpkwlimuo/TdKe9f7RMSI/AAAAAAAAFgk/TRiYsd-Q14k/s1600/20061015164649077806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfdpkwlimuo/TdKe9f7RMSI/AAAAAAAAFgk/TRiYsd-Q14k/s320/20061015164649077806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607719265408987426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With current situation ( increase in petrol price ) I am surely looking for the best option to minised the usage of the petrol consumption. The car was pretty cool. Having quite a big trunk and can fit 6 passengers altogether. It was group under compact SUV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when it comes to CRV, it is 2.0L engine and the fuel consumption is pretty much +/- to my current Gen2. I love the that car. It is big, high and very comfortable to drive around. Especially for long distance driving. The trunk is big and the it is priced reasonably for a 2nd hand car and it is within my budget. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope I can get either 1 of these cars and we'll see what I well get soon :). I dont want to discuss about the specification in here... coz I believe you guys can google it yourself to get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WPUWbiSP1U/TdKe9NT92tI/AAAAAAAAFgc/_FUzEzwQaTM/s1600/2006_honda_fr-v-pic-5415.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WPUWbiSP1U/TdKe9NT92tI/AAAAAAAAFgc/_FUzEzwQaTM/s320/2006_honda_fr-v-pic-5415.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607719260412304082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WPUWbiSP1U/TdKe9NT92tI/AAAAAAAAFgc/_FUzEzwQaTM/s1600/2006_honda_fr-v-pic-5415.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1byu7n3lZ4E/TdKe83WUrlI/AAAAAAAAFgU/po6WuAX0o3o/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1byu7n3lZ4E/TdKe83WUrlI/AAAAAAAAFgU/po6WuAX0o3o/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607719254516608594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1byu7n3lZ4E/TdKe83WUrlI/AAAAAAAAFgU/po6WuAX0o3o/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xddI6MXRmfM/TdKe9ijAUAI/AAAAAAAAFg0/Wy0-oNh5zPA/s1600/wpid-honda_crv_2009_model_863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xddI6MXRmfM/TdKe9ijAUAI/AAAAAAAAFg0/Wy0-oNh5zPA/s320/wpid-honda_crv_2009_model_863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607719266112524290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xddI6MXRmfM/TdKe9ijAUAI/AAAAAAAAFg0/Wy0-oNh5zPA/s1600/wpid-honda_crv_2009_model_863.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1329609488850342082?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1329609488850342082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1329609488850342082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1329609488850342082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1329609488850342082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/honda-edix-vs-crv.html' title='Honda Edix vs CRV'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdzXMUb01rw/TdKe9QRKmDI/AAAAAAAAFgs/tTkXdfJwCJ8/s72-c/honda_edix_a1216110646b1887287_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-998471092460719040</id><published>2011-05-17T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:41:53.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadget'/><title type='text'>Digital Photo Frame!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c-UOjm3kHuo/TdKXE7z3y5I/AAAAAAAAFgE/1GoIzEqVqFk/s1600/IMG_1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c-UOjm3kHuo/TdKXE7z3y5I/AAAAAAAAFgE/1GoIzEqVqFk/s320/IMG_1640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607710597060217746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-xVsiBX-Y4/TdKXFJLU2HI/AAAAAAAAFgM/h0PpAGhwVME/s1600/IMG_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-xVsiBX-Y4/TdKXFJLU2HI/AAAAAAAAFgM/h0PpAGhwVME/s320/IMG_1688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607710600648251506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is kind enough to distribute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Digital Frame&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2) Wireless walkman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose Digital Frame instead. This is due to the safety hours that we managed to achieve during working time, there is no incidents happen to staffs in all departments. We managed to save 2.5 millions hours. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I uploaded photos in it and there are a lot more spaces which means more photos can be put inside it. I need not to buy too many photo frames anymore. This digital photo frames was not equipped with ability to play songs etc. It has clock and calendar functioning in it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-998471092460719040?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/998471092460719040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=998471092460719040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/998471092460719040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/998471092460719040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/digital-photo-frame.html' title='Digital Photo Frame!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c-UOjm3kHuo/TdKXE7z3y5I/AAAAAAAAFgE/1GoIzEqVqFk/s72-c/IMG_1640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-1370672917228382521</id><published>2011-05-17T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:35:46.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jom Pi Makan'/><title type='text'>Arisan #1 @ Delicious Bangsar Village 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nf3I2KYf1lU/TdKSvVTdSJI/AAAAAAAAFf8/D1Aqj5xz1k4/s1600/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nf3I2KYf1lU/TdKSvVTdSJI/AAAAAAAAFf8/D1Aqj5xz1k4/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607705827899951250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an appointment by calling all the fabulous friends to meet since the last time we met was 4 months ago I supposed? Except with Sanny. I made an invitation from facebook ( senang kan? ) Tasha was not able to join while Sasha has an appointment with local celebrities host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning,  I suggested to meet up at D'lish in Bangsar Village 1 but, apparently the cafe has stop their operation. Bangsar was busy as usual and I was 20 mins late.. huhuhu.. sorry guys.. Lita arrived 45 mins later. She drove all the way from Cyberjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIz2-5LcDNo/TdKSiox_wMI/AAAAAAAAFfs/9D4JYa5IHEI/s1600/IMG_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIz2-5LcDNo/TdKSiox_wMI/AAAAAAAAFfs/9D4JYa5IHEI/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607705609790013634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered myself an Apple Crumble with Blue Berry ( seriously.. I love this dessert ), at first I wanted to have a Carrot Cake ( I love this too ) but it was no longer available on the tray.. :(, Sanny ordered his pasta while AJ chose Fish and Chips while Noi ordered herself Duck Curry with Lychee.. etc ( yes the name was too long ) The food was great. Everyone loving it.Lita ordered Mushroom Soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Tasha can't make it either for the evening, due to she has to attend a class ( she is pursuing her MBA ). I had a lot of laughter when Lita talks about some terms in Jakarta lingo. We all have a lot of laughs actually. AJ's other half should be in KL soon. I hope she can blend in to KL culture. :) she has been here few times but only for short stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ss15qTIsDYk/TdKSiRMB1lI/AAAAAAAAFfk/owXCX400M60/s1600/IMG_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ss15qTIsDYk/TdKSiRMB1lI/AAAAAAAAFfk/owXCX400M60/s320/IMG_1652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607705603456751186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We updated about works and stuff and according to AJ if he is getting a job in Jakarta, his pay after conversion to Malaysian Ringgit will be somewhere at RM2500 and I say Hell to the No for that! Although he can live quite luxurious in that city but when he come home, he will be broke! The salary range that is looking for in Jakarta is not something that they can afford to pay him. According to Citra, that salary is to be paid to the Director. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We adjourned later after AJ's parent arrived to celebrate mothers day and we continue chatting at Chawan and we had another round of laughter. We were taught on few new words.. and it is pretty interesting to know how Indonesian who lives in Jakarta use a lot of short form in their lingo. For instance Emang Benar.. ( it is true ) was shorten to EmBer in the beginning and now becoming M only?! sounds confusing isn't it? Lita is now able to speak Bahasa Malaysia a little bit and still learning. During that session, I can benefit it during my travel plan to Bandung..  ( cheh nak tunjuk lagak sikit kan?? konon2.. iols datang dari Jakarta... gicheww )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rrXdrrPKlE/TdKSiAr0CFI/AAAAAAAAFfc/tqhjcDxzsUI/s1600/IMG_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rrXdrrPKlE/TdKSiAr0CFI/AAAAAAAAFfc/tqhjcDxzsUI/s320/IMG_1651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607705599026661458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztmWiXdAMFM/TdKSh0a6U0I/AAAAAAAAFfU/Esf4tQN59ms/s1600/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztmWiXdAMFM/TdKSh0a6U0I/AAAAAAAAFfU/Esf4tQN59ms/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607705595734545218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl1YtaEcBYM/TdKSi2kjWLI/AAAAAAAAFf0/Wh9teNjAnKo/s1600/IMG_1658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cl1YtaEcBYM/TdKSi2kjWLI/AAAAAAAAFf0/Wh9teNjAnKo/s320/IMG_1658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607705613491722418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1370672917228382521?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1370672917228382521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1370672917228382521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1370672917228382521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1370672917228382521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/arisan-1-delicious-bangsar-village-2.html' title='Arisan #1 @ Delicious Bangsar Village 2'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nf3I2KYf1lU/TdKSvVTdSJI/AAAAAAAAFf8/D1Aqj5xz1k4/s72-c/IMG_1656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-1423553079786353924</id><published>2011-05-12T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:39:46.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Confused?</title><content type='html'>What happen lately.. I don’t know what went wrong some girls thought I am in love with them. I was shocked to hear that. I know it sounds strange and this gossip has been spread amongst the group. As usual those who know me, regardless, straight girls, lesbians, gay or straight guy, would know what type of person I am. I truly appreciate friendship and I have no idea it can create misunderstand. &lt;br /&gt;I felt like laughing and at the same time pitied the girls who thought my friendly and flamboyant treatment means I likes and wants them?! When the other friend passed me the message, I was shocked, she laughs. She said, “I knew it! She made it up! You have no interest in her other than a friendship”. True enough I have no other interest than friendship. That is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the time, there are few girls who told me if they are not married at certain age, they don’t mind to marry me for the sake of companion and they know that I am not straight after all. I find it rather confusing. I mean, what do they want from me? A companion for the sake of fearing they will be old alone? We all going to be alone somehow, one day, even if we have kids around, that did not guarantee they will be with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts of being together sounds sweet, but I can’t guarantee there will be physical activities happening. Although I did it before with several girls before doesn’t mean I am still interested to do it in the future ( every time after I did it, I surely feel guilty, wrong, disgusting but I believe sometimes temptations override everything, especially when you were seduced and lured..) They have the thought of we adopt the baby and I can continue my life as homo while they either date other guy or just be a good wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the proposal sounds wrong to me. How could, one wants to get married and still fucking a butt and his wife is fucking with another guy? That is so wrong! ( mind my language.. sorry ) If I really get married to a women ( OMG!! ) I don’t think I will ever live as a homo anymore and I am not too sure if I can do that?! Can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although a lot or some of my friends who is homo married to a girl, few years after that, they will still look for a young boy to have sex which is wrong, sinful and I pitied his wife and kids. It is such a humiliation to him and the family if his wife or children found out that he is not a man he should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have these people really thinks thoroughly what they want to be and do they really know who they are? What makes them chose to get married and then go back to hunt a boy for their sexual pleasure? I find, marriage is not something that you can make fun of. It is a sacred union between 2 persons who loves with each other and would want to spend the rest of their live together. If marriage is a game and mocking or a frame to cover up the real situation ( gay guy was forced to get married by the family.. pressure from the family and friends, wanting to have a kids etc ) of who you are, you are being hypocrite to yourself and not being honest to everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the homo guy would really think thoroughly before making a big decision and another step in their life which will change the wholesome of who they are. If they are still unsure, they should give themselves a rest, assess themselves and ask “ am I ready to change? Will I be happy married to a woman whom I didn’t love?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those gay people whom I know of, will get married, I wish you congratulations, the best luck and really I am happy for you guys if you are genuinely happy on starting a new chapter in your life, being straight ( doubt ), being a father, and a husband to a lady who is devoted and love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1423553079786353924?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1423553079786353924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1423553079786353924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1423553079786353924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1423553079786353924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/confused.html' title='Confused?'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-2486942228480330538</id><published>2011-05-08T02:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:38:13.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>TombStone aka BATU NESAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6m_rZR19ZA/TcWRK2QmdpI/AAAAAAAAFfE/jCN9A1bDdwQ/s1600/237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6m_rZR19ZA/TcWRK2QmdpI/AAAAAAAAFfE/jCN9A1bDdwQ/s320/237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604044926882313874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes uols semer.. batu nesan.. bukan kereta NISSAN ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now right  after my dad passed away, aku nih pegi la order buat batu nesan ni siap2  kat penggali kubur tuh... sekali ngan "kepuk" ( bukan rambut berkepuk2  yer ) keliling kubur tuh.. RM800 but abang yang jaga kawasan perkuburan  aka penggali kubur cakap bayar RM200 jer dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. selepas 3  bln.. batu nesan tak jugak kelihatan uols... bulan ke 4 aku turut lagi..  and almost everymonth aku melawat la kubur arwah abah aku nih... dan  setiap kali aku pi tanyer bila nak siap.. diorang dengan buat muka heran  tanya kubur yang mana.. and mintak nombor telephone aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oruaFSmyIKs/TcWRLf2btZI/AAAAAAAAFfM/Iqk1YkZ6lJA/s1600/236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oruaFSmyIKs/TcWRLf2btZI/AAAAAAAAFfM/Iqk1YkZ6lJA/s320/236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604044938046846354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penghabisannyer.. 3minggu lepas.... sambil cekak pinggang aku cakap.. ( masa nih.. darah dah melepasi tahap kepala yer uols... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: kalau tak boleh buat.. cakap.. saya boleh tempah kat orang lain... you dont waste people's time ( tu diaa.. speaking...!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abg Kubur: Err... kubur mana bang? Apa nama arwah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Kubur mana.. kubur mana?!! Tiap2 kali saya datang.. awak tanyer kubur mana.. ehh ini dah 9 bln tau bukan 9 HARI?!! tiap2 bulan saya datang.. awak tanyer kubur mana.. apa nih? * I told them arwah's name.. and diorang pun buat2 la carik batu nesan yang SEMEMANGNYA TAK ADA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abg Kubur: Abang tinggalkan phone number.. nanti dah siap kita call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: NOW LOOK... you gotta be kidding me right?! saya dah tinggal kan number telephone nih setiap kali saya datang.. awak ada call tak?! Batu nesan yg saya tempah tu dah siap tak!? TIDAK KAN?! so... nak ambik number saya buat apa.. cam nih la.. you don't waste my time.. saya pi tempah sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away with full of grumpiness.. and yes uols.. I did tempah sendiri in Kajang. SO once dah siap.. siang tadi.. my brother and I pegi la sematkan Batu Nesan kat kubur arwah sebagai tanda.. senang nanti adik beradik and anak beranak nak pegi melawat and ziarah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I miss my dad so much... so much.. sometimes it hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-2486942228480330538?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/2486942228480330538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=2486942228480330538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2486942228480330538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2486942228480330538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/tombstone-aka-batu-nesan.html' title='TombStone aka BATU NESAN'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6m_rZR19ZA/TcWRK2QmdpI/AAAAAAAAFfE/jCN9A1bDdwQ/s72-c/237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6261519316367340783</id><published>2011-05-08T02:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:23:38.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jom Pi Makan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's day to mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3h9RPJ5jzg/TcWM7NFARaI/AAAAAAAAFe0/_hZRtOhIwII/s1600/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3h9RPJ5jzg/TcWM7NFARaI/AAAAAAAAFe0/_hZRtOhIwII/s320/233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604040260083271074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's day to my dearest mommy... This time I treat her at  SteamBoat in Taman Dagang Ampang, I chose Steamboat &amp;amp; hot plate and  priced at RM27+...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food range and selection is way too many  and I believe you can't fit everything in your belly unless if you  really are an eater.. and have a big tank.. huhuuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIZPFqg_ji4/TcWM6zH-UEI/AAAAAAAAFes/qaOhlr6OUQ0/s1600/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIZPFqg_ji4/TcWM6zH-UEI/AAAAAAAAFes/qaOhlr6OUQ0/s320/232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604040253116403778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dont take everything on the buffet counter.. but rather too what we  wants to eat. Mama was quite excited and she said.. she don't know how  to begin it with.. So I leads the way.. hehehe since she is not into  steamboat that much, except for my late father.. he will be so thrilled (  he is adventurous when it comes to food... but not mama )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1FeDV5V87M/TcWM7czRelI/AAAAAAAAFe8/01sPfuaxmLk/s1600/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1FeDV5V87M/TcWM7czRelI/AAAAAAAAFe8/01sPfuaxmLk/s320/234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604040264303868498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all stuffy.. and Kie my brother didn't eat much.. so he said he already full. But overall.. I am pleased and happy that everyone feels good... steamboat is actually an interactive food feast whereby everyone who sit around the table should participate in cooking the food they wants to eat... :) meaning.. the more people you have at the table.. it would be the best... too bad my dad is no longer around.. else.. it would definitely be the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6261519316367340783?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6261519316367340783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6261519316367340783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6261519316367340783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6261519316367340783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day-to-mom.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s day to mom'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3h9RPJ5jzg/TcWM7NFARaI/AAAAAAAAFe0/_hZRtOhIwII/s72-c/233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5218556716712798636</id><published>2011-05-08T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:10:58.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jom Pi Makan'/><title type='text'>Office treat : Gabo Chit Chat @ Traders Hotel</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/-bqg0e4pJd_Y/TcWKP3pyFrI/AAAAAAAAFec/7JOnhb9I8no/s1600/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqg0e4pJd_Y/TcWKP3pyFrI/AAAAAAAAFec/7JOnhb9I8no/s320/228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604037316574320306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My main course - Roasted duck with apple sauce, grilled lamb, grilled beef and kebab &amp;amp; some mix veg&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/-CmiViChqfbM/TcWKPtr8iYI/AAAAAAAAFeU/Xu451lGvh0I/s1600/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmiViChqfbM/TcWKPtr8iYI/AAAAAAAAFeU/Xu451lGvh0I/s320/226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604037313899039106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 1st course - smoked salmon, shrimps oyster &amp;amp; mushroom&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/-TmTBa3QS1Y8/TcWKPtObbrI/AAAAAAAAFeM/-gzs-1ku97w/s1600/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TmTBa3QS1Y8/TcWKPtObbrI/AAAAAAAAFeM/-gzs-1ku97w/s320/225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604037313775234738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Starter - salad and baby octopus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEw6QzuCElQ/TcWKQNhuRGI/AAAAAAAAFek/4t_eIHGAd-E/s1600/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEw6QzuCElQ/TcWKQNhuRGI/AAAAAAAAFek/4t_eIHGAd-E/s320/229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604037322446095458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desert - tarts and i dont know what.. it is not a sorbe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the hotel is just apposite to the office, it is the best place for my supervisor to take us out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, when I go for lunch buffet, I will skip rice and satay.. I will eat something that I don't really eat much normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the photos describe what I've had on my plate. On top of that, we had a very good session talking to each other and I am pretty sure, I can get along with my supervisor very well and also my other colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the hotel is new, the ambiance is good, clean and pretty bright. The counters server pretty large choices of food ( too bad...  I can't sample everything ). I am not too sure how much it cost per head, but seriously, it is worth eating there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5218556716712798636?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5218556716712798636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5218556716712798636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5218556716712798636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5218556716712798636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/office-treat-gabo-chit-chat-traders.html' title='Office treat : Gabo Chit Chat @ Traders Hotel'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqg0e4pJd_Y/TcWKP3pyFrI/AAAAAAAAFec/7JOnhb9I8no/s72-c/228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-404660782000511696</id><published>2011-05-03T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T14:21:21.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Ne Yo - One In A Million</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6tpl9LtkRRw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-404660782000511696?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/404660782000511696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=404660782000511696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/404660782000511696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/404660782000511696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/ne-yo-one-in-million.html' title='Ne Yo - One In A Million'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6tpl9LtkRRw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8611066510339926320</id><published>2011-05-01T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T02:54:31.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Updates May 01, 2011</title><content type='html'>Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing all right.. except few people in a team ( KL and the US ) really makes me mad.. and pissed.. but the issue resolved anyway ( I don't know why.. nowadays I don't give ways easily like I did before.. if I say.. things are working out this way.. I want it to happen!  - TERUK TAK? AM I such a demanding, self-centered whore? ) But all of that for the good course of the team and work.. making it efficient and time saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hands, I was elected to be the Leader for my Team Building Unit ( there are 6 of them ) and we are to compete with each other. By end of year, we will be judged on the point counts, how we can collect and stuff and other than that, I was again elected to be in the Safety and Awareness team as well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say.. I am pretty occupied with works and extra works given in the company and hell yeah.. everyone was pretty surprised I know almost everyone in the center.. like what the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danish talks more than usual.. like NON STOP.. and he sounds so cute every time when he opens his mouth and talk. My mom is still coping with my father's death. When I asked her if she will consider to re-marry again.. she said.. NEVER.. she wants to meet him aftermath. I don't want to say much. But sometimes I am a bit tired when I have to be the leader to the family and everyone is depending on me to do stuff and decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yet to contact my auntie to ask how my grandmother is doing but according to mom, she is on senile state. Sometimes she can recognise people and sometimes she don't :( . She has lost 2 of her sons and she is totally devastated. My uncle passed away 6 months after my dad's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally I am ok.. but at times I do caught some colds and sinus.. other than that I am ok. I'm back to lose my weight and it shows up and working this time.. I do read and article which said.. sometimes your body is on hibernation mode when what ever you do, it will still stays the same.. the weight that you carry wont go up or down.. just remain.. but now I have lost 1 inch of the size on my waist line and I am so happy about it. I hope I can get back my ideal weight which is 60kg. I know it is loooong way to go.. but I am up for the challenge and I am so excited that I've found someone I can play Tennis with. I also mentioned to my work colleague to tell me when they going to have a badminton game.. I would love to join and also Futsal.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say. I think I better stay hush hush.. bad me to bawak mulut here n there kan!? No more gossip! hehehehe  ( avoid conflict uols! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events &amp; activities,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been attending a lot of wedding lately I can say almost everyweek! Yes uols.. everyweek.I tried to avoid but I don't feels right. But on the other hands, I do enjoy going to wedding.. enjoy the foods and meeting friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I will busy meeting friends as usual ( acara potong reben ). This time, I made it up with Tash, AJ, Noi &amp; Lita.. I've not met them for awhile and I bet there will be lots of things to talk about and also trying to get a slot with Eliya and Opie on Saturday next week before we all went to KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks,Sanny and I have been doing a lot of concerts ( karaoke ) for fun really. At one point, we were so tired to sing and all we can do is just miming.. lol.. I know it sounds silly but hell... we laughed a lot... and we had fun of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating &amp; Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with my cutie and have no plans to look for any other guy at the moment. But I do admit, I do meet new people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8611066510339926320?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8611066510339926320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8611066510339926320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8611066510339926320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8611066510339926320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/05/updates-may-01-2011.html' title='Updates May 01, 2011'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4142568870526672810</id><published>2011-04-29T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T07:14:22.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Mariah Carey - Through the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RRNdmkH8zrI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4142568870526672810?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4142568870526672810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4142568870526672810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4142568870526672810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4142568870526672810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/mariah-carey-through-rain.html' title='Mariah Carey - Through the Rain'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RRNdmkH8zrI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7077484911778928382</id><published>2011-04-26T08:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T09:09:22.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>FLU A.K.A SELSEMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GbzJOO3Fik/TbYaHURMiRI/AAAAAAAAFeE/r6W0McmBODQ/s1600/allergy_man_sneeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GbzJOO3Fik/TbYaHURMiRI/AAAAAAAAFeE/r6W0McmBODQ/s320/allergy_man_sneeze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599691899684030738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu tuh dah demam selsema kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I caught some cold over the weekend. It's all started on Friday night. I was sneezing like hell. I thought it was just my signus, but hell to the NO... I'm catching cold... owh no!! I think I spread enough germs in my car to all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fetched Sanny, Izat, Fazz and his partner Fauzan ( both of them are from Singapore and stayed in Traders Hotel ). As promised to Fazz, I have to take him to eat satay coz he said he loves it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the begining, I was waiting for Fazz to call or to text me but there was non. I thought the plan was canceled since it's already 9.30pm. I BBM Sanny and Izat and asked them to go out for a drink they agreed to the idea. While I was busy driving to fetched both of them, Fazz called me at 10pm and said they were ready to go out.. huhu.. I told him.. I will have to take him with my friends and he don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;We all ended up in Suzie's Corner in Ampang. We had good conversations and we laughed a lot as well. The evening went well although I was sneezing like mad and have to blow my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to weekend, I was bed-ridden. Stayed on bed, taking my flu meds and sleep both Saturday and Sunday.. from Night to morning..from afternoon to evening and continuously sleeping and resting. I burnt 2 days over the weekend spending on bed. I know it is such a waste.. but given a choice, I never want to be sick.. coz I hate to be sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7077484911778928382?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7077484911778928382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7077484911778928382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7077484911778928382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7077484911778928382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/flu-aka-selsema.html' title='FLU A.K.A SELSEMA'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GbzJOO3Fik/TbYaHURMiRI/AAAAAAAAFeE/r6W0McmBODQ/s72-c/allergy_man_sneeze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6486869031861704166</id><published>2011-04-26T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:56:54.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Masterchef MALAYSIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Lqc4BeRgs/TbYXGJ2JDJI/AAAAAAAAFd8/7A7gTww0bAE/s1600/masterchef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Lqc4BeRgs/TbYXGJ2JDJI/AAAAAAAAFd8/7A7gTww0bAE/s320/masterchef.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599688581171448978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu dia aihh uols... nih.. konon2 nak masuk Masterchef Malaysia nih... borang dah isi.. but wait..!!! Terlepas tarikh tutup kekdahnya pulak... * nanges * haru sunggoh la... not only that, hari depa buat audition kat Bandar Utama pulak.. I will be in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah with my Uitm friends... to make it short orang putih kata... no fate.. tak da rezeki. What happened was.. kita sebenarnya dah sexcited nak masuk competition nih.. isi borang bagai nih.. 10 pages to be exact yer.. but permasalahan timbul bila nak pi scan. Bukan susah kan.. tapi nak pegi scan tu la yang malas.. kalau dah sampai 10 pages uols.. so letak la borang kat tepi.. hari2 dok tengok borang.. tapi pegi scan nyer idak jugak.. plus sebok lagi melayan kerja.. melayan colleague.. melayan boss ( kerja GRO ka? dok sebok melayan jer kan?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap2 tahun depan ada la lagi kan? Boleh la try tengok.. nak kata kita nih pandai sangat masak tuh tak la.. saja suka suka ja... syok syok seniri.. hehehe... sama2 la kita doakan ada lagi tahun depan eh?! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6486869031861704166?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6486869031861704166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6486869031861704166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6486869031861704166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6486869031861704166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/masterchef-malaysia.html' title='Masterchef MALAYSIA'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Lqc4BeRgs/TbYXGJ2JDJI/AAAAAAAAFd8/7A7gTww0bAE/s72-c/masterchef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6573492894516956428</id><published>2011-04-23T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:28:32.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Cold &amp; Heartless</title><content type='html'>I've been meeting a lot of guys in my life. Some of them are good.. some of them so so and worst the cold &amp;amp; heartless. I wonder how can one be as such? Keeping everything to themselves, not really letting go.. cold and the next thing you know.. there is nothing going on between you both ( and then.. ko la yang separuh mati syok kat dier kan?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever met this type of people? I tried to understand their nature but failed to do so. First, because I am very extrovert person.. very open about myself and I don't hide so much. I introduced my friends and to me what more important is to have a very flowy good conversation. Be it, friendship or courtship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a boy last year who was very very cold but he wants me but he don't at the same time. It sounds strange and it drives me crazy!I was on emotional turbulence at one point and thanks to my friend, Buzlee who always listen to my whining and complains, worries etc.  I just don't get it. To me, when I have no interest in someone, I wont be bothering much about them and I will tell them straight of without wanting to wasting anyone's time and giving false hope to anyone. But in this case the relationship continues.. and when I asked, he said everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I decided to ended it up coz I know, somehow or rather this is going-to- no-where relationship will just waste my time. He was busy going online on gay sites and stuff but reluctant to talk to me. I was like... what the hell is this? It ended in not-good way. But we keep it professionally and he said, he wants to be part of my life still while I say.. STOP! No he should not be in any part of my life. I mean what did he wants? He never wants to be part of my life to begin with and suddenly he wants it at the end? That is not right at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I encountered 2 guys who I thought would be good to be a friend of mine but never really showed an interest to be a friend.. although I slept with one of them.. the other one I found that he is asexual ( he has no interest in sex ). Well I believe sometimes in life, we should not expect people will be full of colours and fun. Both of them are pretty bored.. they don't talk much and pretty hesitant to say something. We do talk about general stuff.. but other than that.. nothing much. I don't expect anything much anymore from this two.. just that.. if I felt like having dinner or drink or sex with them.. I will give them a call ( exclude the asexual guy ) else, I would be happy to meet Sanny or my other friends to have a drink with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I have no clue how to be close to these people who always keep everything to their selves, never want to share and being cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6573492894516956428?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6573492894516956428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6573492894516956428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6573492894516956428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6573492894516956428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/cold-heartless.html' title='Cold &amp; Heartless'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5099779315727818790</id><published>2011-04-21T09:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:19:02.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Gamelan Show in Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwjlLcCaSdc/Ta-Ot8bTnCI/AAAAAAAAFd0/_Oa_H2D0Ses/s1600/IMG_1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwjlLcCaSdc/Ta-Ot8bTnCI/AAAAAAAAFd0/_Oa_H2D0Ses/s320/IMG_1624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597849781810732066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously I went to the MPO to watch numbers of classical music scores from all of the famous composers ranging from Mozart, Bach, Tchaikovsky, Bhrams etc. This time, I went to watch a Gamelan Show by Julie Dessureault, Matthew Prendergast, Darcey Timmerman, Paul Philbert and musicians from Rhythm In Bronze, on a journey of discovery of gamelan music from around the world. Having to seat at the Upper Circle A ,I can see the whole crew/musicians playing the instruments. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Wikipedia A gamelan means a musical ensemble from Indonesia, typically from the islands of Bali or Java, featuring a variety of instruments such as metallophones, xylophones, drums and gongs; bamboo flutes, bowed and plucked strings. Vocalists may also be included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term refers more to the set of instruments than to the players of those instruments. A gamelan is a set of instruments as a distinct entity, built and tuned to stay together – instruments from different gamelan are generally not interchangeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word gamelan comes from the Javanese word gamels, meaning "to strike or hammer", and the suffix an, which makes the root a collective noun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played numbers of gamelan musical ranging from Java, Bali and Malay and last a contemporary re-arranged to suits to Gamelan tune. The tune really makes me floating and when I close my eyes the Gamelan music really sounds serenade and peacefully over the time I had a goose bumps from it. When they played Balinese Gamelan music, I felt like travelling back to the mystical island... hmm I guess I might have to plan a trip next year to Bali. The Balinese Gamelan tune was fast and it really needs a skillful and good practise to play the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the musicians.. they all played it superb. They are a mix of white male and female musician, Malay, Chinese, a Black guy.. it was awsome performance not to mentioned the vocalist has made a good job too ( I forgot her name.. ..and all the songs's name..except a song called "Drunken Firefly" from Malay Gamelan huhuhuhu :( I wasn't sure if they sell a booklet of the performance like those classical concert that I attended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the concert managed to capture the interest for local and foreign people to be close to our traditional musical legacy which we rarely listen to. I would say the audience of this concert are pretty much happy and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I noticed Malaysians still love to be late although at the ticket clearly stated everyone should be seated before 6.15. There is this one guy.. came in with bad bad garlic breath smell and it irritates me. I dont know if he burbs or what.. but the smells of garlic was so strong.. I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point, please dress accordingly. I saw few people were in Jeans and I just laughed at it. Although the dress code is smar casual.. wearing jeans is totally unacceptable... ( I saw people wearing Jeans to a wedding which is held in a Hotel/ Private Hall )..what is wrong with these people.. where is their etiquette in dressing up?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5099779315727818790?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5099779315727818790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5099779315727818790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5099779315727818790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5099779315727818790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/gamelan-show-in-malaysian-philharmonic.html' title='Gamelan Show in Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwjlLcCaSdc/Ta-Ot8bTnCI/AAAAAAAAFd0/_Oa_H2D0Ses/s72-c/IMG_1624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-1056420672276207673</id><published>2011-04-18T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:45:17.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Dinner @ Indian + Russian?</title><content type='html'>Nirwana used to be a hot spot and favourite hang-out place for Gymfreaks on Sunday evening. But now I believe not many people go there anymore due to you have to go through long queue and so I heard the services was bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, after finished doing my workout, I drove to Bangsar to meet Rosie, Papa Bear and Zsazsa. Rosie complained the service was bad and Papa Bear would have to yelled at one of the assistant? This has never happen few years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down and I ordered my food and it has always been good to catching up with everyone and Papa Bear has a lot of things to say. Until there was a white guy a very Russian or Eastern European looking smiling. I thought he smiled at someone else… I smile back and ignore but he kept on looking at me ( tak mo la perasan sangat kan?! Karang orang tuduh aku gedik… hehhee ). We still continue chatting and this fella still looking at our table until when we left the table, I saw him waving at me and smile.. and I was like… ehh to me?! LOL.. it was funny.. I find it funny really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie and Nizar mentioned he is leaving too.. I was like OK.. and they suggested I should say hi. Which I did and he introduced himself as Boris ( surprisingly friendly.. although I think he is straight )and I asked if he would like to join us for coffee.. he said yes..  ( aik?! ).He walks besides me and I feel the awkward. I stand on 5’6” tall and he is 6”5” tall.. that is like Coconut tree to me already you know?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were chatting and he has his thick Russian accent and his English is not so good anyway. So the limitation is there for him to speak to me. On the other side.. I feel regret for asking him to join us coz I have to chat with him now.. instead of having good and laughing conversation with Rosie, papa Bear and Zsazsa.. sigh.. never mind. We still talk and YES UOLS.. he is straight.. but strange enough why he spotting on me?! Hmmmmnm.. I don’t know what he sees in me for doing so. Is he that lonely that he need a friend? Is he trustable? ( Coz some of Russian has bad reputation here in KL.. I don’t say all.. but some of them.. ) I sent him home after that and he told me just in case I hangout in Bangsar.. don’t forget to call him. He would like to hang out together with me. ( wahhh happening ker iols?!! ) huhuhuhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1056420672276207673?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1056420672276207673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1056420672276207673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1056420672276207673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1056420672276207673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/dinner-indian-russian.html' title='Dinner @ Indian + Russian?'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-3197028568075182581</id><published>2011-04-11T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:21:17.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jom Pi Makan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Mom's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ytwknxiuJU/TaJzFAAdRxI/AAAAAAAAFds/FwqGjHdeD-s/s1600/IMG_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ytwknxiuJU/TaJzFAAdRxI/AAAAAAAAFds/FwqGjHdeD-s/s320/IMG_1600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594160216886036242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my silly mistakes. I was supposed to make a reservation at Delicious Dua Apartment in Jalan Tun Razak a day or two days before I take my mom for her Birthday Dinner.. but I did not. In the end, I have to change plan and I was pretty stress on where to take her out for dinner. I avoid all related KLCC area due to F1 concert held at the Twin Towers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcxh6gjtTjI/TaJzE7QtKgI/AAAAAAAAFdk/jHq-aAkCKP4/s1600/IMG_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcxh6gjtTjI/TaJzE7QtKgI/AAAAAAAAFdk/jHq-aAkCKP4/s320/IMG_1611.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594160215612008962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought, I ended up taking her to Victoria Station. Zed join us as well ( since bakal future wife kan?? *KATANYERRR* ) Victoria Station has always been full with customers and I can see there are large Malay crowds there.. hmmm.... they set the table for us and later we ordered our food. Zed arrived 10 mins late. I had Salmon Steak , Kie had Sizzling Beef Steak while Zed had Black Pepper Steak.. mom however was having Grilled Chicken Salad. My Steak was gorgeous. I love the salmon.. but how I wish I have some cream sauce or something ( patutnya mmg la tak der kan for salmon steak - ngada2 ) ... Zed can feel the peppery fire from the black pepper sauce while Kie enjoy every bites of his steak and mom loves her salad... ( pasai apa makan salad tatau!! siap sembang with Zed pasal olive oil bagai ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VgsyoAbzA9o/TaJyM3OxZHI/AAAAAAAAFdc/JKpMDCjVvGk/s1600/IMG_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159252457481330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VgsyoAbzA9o/TaJyM3OxZHI/AAAAAAAAFdc/JKpMDCjVvGk/s320/IMG_1609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For desert, I ordered Chocolate Cake for Mom, Kie and Zed to share and I had my cheese cake. I don't eat Chocolate cake anyway.. huhu. According to Zed, Chocolate cake was way too rich and sweet and she cant finish it.. same goes to mom and Kie and I love my cheese cake.. every single bit of it... yummeh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-np5n3vmpNTw/TaJyM1u49JI/AAAAAAAAFdU/cqNDUvupqr4/s1600/IMG_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159252055323794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-np5n3vmpNTw/TaJyM1u49JI/AAAAAAAAFdU/cqNDUvupqr4/s320/IMG_1610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told mom, we should have sing a birthday song to her and she said.. don't ever think of that.. that would embrassed her... I said.. why? It would be fun right? She said.. she will be MIA then... lol! in 9 days time, I am going to take my brother for his birthday celebration to eat Sushi.. Happy Birthday to my mom... may she has good heatlh, wealth and prosperous... and stay gorgeous always.. :) Love you Mama!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jccN2IN20o/TaJyMkcc-gI/AAAAAAAAFdM/dPoK3G2vxJg/s1600/IMG_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159247414589954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jccN2IN20o/TaJyMkcc-gI/AAAAAAAAFdM/dPoK3G2vxJg/s320/IMG_1608.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9k74LBklVE/TaJyMZlQxjI/AAAAAAAAFdE/wAteyNY_mCw/s1600/IMG_1616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159244498748978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9k74LBklVE/TaJyMZlQxjI/AAAAAAAAFdE/wAteyNY_mCw/s320/IMG_1616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRD-U4o3ZcE/TaJyMFOVyvI/AAAAAAAAFc8/CcvW3cz0alc/s1600/IMG_1617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159239033899762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRD-U4o3ZcE/TaJyMFOVyvI/AAAAAAAAFc8/CcvW3cz0alc/s320/IMG_1617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-3197028568075182581?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/3197028568075182581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=3197028568075182581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3197028568075182581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3197028568075182581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/moms-birthday.html' title='Mom&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ytwknxiuJU/TaJzFAAdRxI/AAAAAAAAFds/FwqGjHdeD-s/s72-c/IMG_1600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7819012369979817848</id><published>2011-04-11T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:44:54.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Phone calls from Cutie</title><content type='html'>I've been receiving his phone calls over the weekend from him... wonder why he declined to go online.. perhaps he is way too lazy to type in each and every words... hahaha...We had a very good conversation each times when we both talk to each other and I missed him so dearly each and everyday. I miss seeing his cute face.. and seeing and hearing his laughters.. Seriously, when he laughs, it makes me feels good.. it makes me wants to laughs as well. He updated that in Zurich, they will work half day today and tomorrow they will have public holiday due to the summer coming. According to him, they will burn the snowman and if the snowman took more than 7 mins to burnt down... it gives bad luck. They might have a rainy wet summer instead of shiny and warm one. He sounds very excited about it. Meanwhile I told him that we in KL suffering from 42 degreess celcius and that makes me think of Chennai, India. The last time I was there, the tempreture goes as high as 43 degrees and 38 degrees at night.. huhuhu... I told cutie.. I might ended up looking like Southern Indian people.. burnt and skin turn to very dark due to overly tanning.. ... he laughs upon hearing that and said.. no matter what, he still likes me.. awww.... shcweet!! He wish he can sun bathe in KL.. ( yeah yeah ... he'll get fever.. definitely) Everytime when we were talking over the phone or via YM, we have always have things to tell and I feel so very comfortable to talk to him about anything and everything. He opens up himself to me and I am open up myself to him. The converstaion becoming effective and attractive. :) We ended up the conversation with lots of muahss muahss.. and YES I MISS HIM SOOOOOO MUCH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7819012369979817848?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7819012369979817848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7819012369979817848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7819012369979817848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7819012369979817848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/phone-calls-from-cutie.html' title='Phone calls from Cutie'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5111362583119649941</id><published>2011-04-11T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:28:08.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Dental Care?!</title><content type='html'>Now have you ever worried or scared to see your dentist? I've never feel afraid to meet dentist. My late father has been taking me and my sister to see Dentist since I was 7 years old. 2 times a year to be exact and I still remember when the doctor and the nurse was impressed to see all of my teeth are beautiful ( according to them ) and was well arranged.. ( bangga mode ) last 2 weeks I made another attempts to meet dentist after 6 years I've not done so. My tooth has never gave me any problem except some of them were covered with plague ( yuck!! ) Plague can caused you bad breath as well as bleeds your gum when you brush your teeth. I experince it few times and I read an article and it says if you have a bleeding while you brush and if the blood from your gum go inside your body back.. it will cause you heart problem.. huhuhu.. and I don't want to die from heart attack! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHbhyFqntL0/TaJly_h2FXI/AAAAAAAAFc0/SUCHdvabFh4/s1600/deep-teeth-cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594145613868832114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHbhyFqntL0/TaJly_h2FXI/AAAAAAAAFc0/SUCHdvabFh4/s320/deep-teeth-cleaning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I entered the Orthodontics and the dentist starts the procedure by asking me.. Dentist: When was the last time you clean up your teeth? Me: 6...... years ago... Dentist: What?? that was way too long ago... Me: Owh yeah.. tell me about it Dentist: OK.. let me check... your tooth position almost perfect.. and all of your tooth are very very pretty... ( and she repeated it twice ) ok and there is a little plague here and there.. and that is normal.. but being for 6 years you have not visited any Orthodontist and do your teeth check up.. I am pretty impress with the way you took care of your teeth. No hole and it is all perfect! (wahhh sangat bangga ok this time ) except your wisdom tooth.. does it gave you any problem? * I AM STRUGGLE TO TALK SINCE MY MOUTH WAS WIDE OPEN FOR INSPECTION Me: No pwobwem.. zat one whe ik gwo.. ik swowen..ey payfoo ( no problem that one when it grow it swollen and painful ) * and hell yeah. she still using her tools to open my mouth and force me to talk.. and she laughs after that.. and the she release the tools " So what is the best thing to do? Should I extract it or leave it as it is? Dentist: Hmmm... this one has a potential to die soon.. Me: Owh my god.. I will have rotten tooth in my mouth.. and I am gonna have a bad breath... owh no. So what is your advise? Dentist : *gigling* now.. your tooth is not mature yet and as you can see the gum is still covering most of the top part.. and if we do procedure I can guarantee you.. you'll have less pain.. Me: Are you sure.. less pain?! Most of people had fever after that.. and that is less pain? Dentist: Well... that is normal thing.. anyway it's up to you.. as for me.. there will be no pain except for you... Me: Hmm let it grow then extract.... Dentist: So you are used to this procedure right? Me: Nodded... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnTv_J6CDek/TaJlyycw0sI/AAAAAAAAFcs/yaTS9Xy_V0w/s1600/teen-girl-teeth-smile-400a061807-300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594145610357854914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnTv_J6CDek/TaJlyycw0sI/AAAAAAAAFcs/yaTS9Xy_V0w/s320/teen-girl-teeth-smile-400a061807-300x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She continues to drill and extract all the plague around my teeth.. :) and I love the feeling and the fact that all the plague were removed away from my teeth, and once it is completed, I have a very super clean set of teeth and I'm feeling good about it. Less than that doctor knows.. I don't eat sweets or candy and I took very minimal chocolate and ITS A BIG NO NO TO any pickles ( jeruk or asam ) to me. When I was 9years old I have the idea of, if I took all the sweets and the pickles.. it will spoiled my teeth the way it rotten my sister's.. huhuh and that will definitely bad thing for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5111362583119649941?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5111362583119649941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5111362583119649941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5111362583119649941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5111362583119649941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/dental-care.html' title='Dental Care?!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHbhyFqntL0/TaJly_h2FXI/AAAAAAAAFc0/SUCHdvabFh4/s72-c/deep-teeth-cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7876993120983911963</id><published>2011-04-04T11:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:33:03.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Shopping - DAMAGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YA_91DNjqOg/TZk4kSJ8ARI/AAAAAAAAFck/AZbwRhc-adc/s1600/IMG_1591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YA_91DNjqOg/TZk4kSJ8ARI/AAAAAAAAFck/AZbwRhc-adc/s320/IMG_1591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591562608357146898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. selepas 3 bulan tak shopping langsung ( I kinda down ) and yesterday I made it an appoint to get myself new stuff. But before that... beranga2 dulu nyanyi lagu Damaged by Danity Kane.. ( tapi lagu tuh their heart yang damaged not the wallet or pocket kan?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so sesi balas dendam dijalankan dengan rasa sangat teruja dan menyeronokkan ( bley tak ayat macam nih uols? ). I drove to Pavillion and this time am not too sure which entrace and I went and all I know.. after the lift door open... I was at ZARRA,.. TING!! So magical isn't it?! hehehe I went in.. and it was packed with people. The thing is there was no sales going on ( why ha? I thought ada sales few weeks ago? ) Since I am excited enough to do my depression treatment ( alasan bley? ) I look for a new pair of jeans ( I have to have one ), new pair of shoes and a shirt. All together in Zarra I spent about RM500+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bad thing about Zarra yesterday, they open only 1 counter and imagine how long the queue is. There were 2 Singaporean girls showing attitude when her credit card declined and she said.. You know this is an international credit card and it should not declined? ( LIKE HELL YEAH?~!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lm23biQr0o/TZk4cd67O4I/AAAAAAAAFcc/CYQiJsWa3Z4/s1600/IMG_1593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lm23biQr0o/TZk4cd67O4I/AAAAAAAAFcc/CYQiJsWa3Z4/s320/IMG_1593.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591562474076453762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Padini Concept shop to get my brother couple of t-shirts. I went to seed and got it for RM50 for both. I may need to get him a new pair of shoes too.. soon.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey then went to the Parkson, this time I got myself 2 new belts and also a pair of working shoes. The thing is, I have to throw 3 of them.. one, a pair of boots which is way too season... and old second normal shoes which is not meant to be worn anymore ( hate it ) and another one I seldom use and ( I don't understand leather.. ) it spoiled?! The shoes and belts cost me RM300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-auNrGZGhkw0/TZk4bxjcNiI/AAAAAAAAFcU/t3hnefWhRxk/s1600/IMG_1592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-auNrGZGhkw0/TZk4bxjcNiI/AAAAAAAAFcU/t3hnefWhRxk/s320/IMG_1592.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591562462166791714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to uniqlo and get myself a new khakis..  and then off to one of the boutique in Farenheit to get 2 pairs of new shorties.... :) that cost me RM88. I get them to alter the pants and I will collect them later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yet to send the jeans for alteration. I am not too sure if Zarra do have alteration service..  ( I've never asked ) and 2 other shorts which a friend bought for me from London...I need to cut it short to my knee length.. ( it is 3 1/4 shorts by all means.. since I am pretty much short.. it makes me look shorter if I wore something like that.. not cool! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiPXAq4AJkI/TZk4bbKH-tI/AAAAAAAAFcM/gjQdlc7sJvg/s1600/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiPXAq4AJkI/TZk4bbKH-tI/AAAAAAAAFcM/gjQdlc7sJvg/s320/IMG_1590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591562456155028178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy few pairs of shoes and collar t-shirt and perfumes..  ( I wish I have another one thousand or two to get all the things that I needed...but hey!! I can't spend all the money that I have... :P I will be going to Bandung in June and THAT IS ANOTHER SHOPPING TRIP!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqnPEz6A6rE/TZk4bIa06TI/AAAAAAAAFcE/n80XrvXGj4c/s1600/IMG_1595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqnPEz6A6rE/TZk4bIa06TI/AAAAAAAAFcE/n80XrvXGj4c/s320/IMG_1595.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591562451124807986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yScxz9QyLq4/TZk4bLWsvuI/AAAAAAAAFb8/xQc2KTYamyY/s1600/IMG_1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yScxz9QyLq4/TZk4bLWsvuI/AAAAAAAAFb8/xQc2KTYamyY/s320/IMG_1589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591562451912802018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: THIS ENTRY IS NOT ABOUT OR SHOWING OFF WHAT I GOT BUT RATHER SHARING WITH YOU GUYS HOW MUCH THINGS COST... ( ada org complaint kata I menunjuk2.. but the truth is.. what is that to show off.. barang pun murah2 kan!? )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7876993120983911963?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7876993120983911963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7876993120983911963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7876993120983911963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7876993120983911963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/shopping-damaged.html' title='Shopping - DAMAGED'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YA_91DNjqOg/TZk4kSJ8ARI/AAAAAAAAFck/AZbwRhc-adc/s72-c/IMG_1591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-2190149454126719652</id><published>2011-04-04T10:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:55:10.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Chasing Snakessss away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4rR4Q8PLLA/TZkx9RL3QaI/AAAAAAAAFb0/_OFhijwdXzk/s1600/Small%252520eyed%252520snake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591555341012124066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4rR4Q8PLLA/TZkx9RL3QaI/AAAAAAAAFb0/_OFhijwdXzk/s320/Small%252520eyed%252520snake.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;( this is not the real snakes which came into my place )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very dramatic evening when the whole house was screaming. I was in my bedroom.What happen was, my sister just came back from work to fetch his son. She rangs the door bell and my brother and his son was on their way at the door step and ready to open the door until my sister scream.. " uuulaaaarrrr"".. ( snake ) and my brother and baby Danish were both running towards the upper floor. My mom was scared ( yes she is so scared on snakes and lizzards ) and for this, I have to go down to the main hall and found no trace of snakes. I open the door and my sister scream once again.. asking me to becareful. I ignore it and look around at the car porch and found nothing. I then unlocked the gate and close the door temporary to avaoid the snake to come into the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called fire brigade for help to catch and search the snake. They sent Public Defence Agency ( jabatan pertahanan awam ) 15 mins later to catch the snake.. they searched the whole entire porch but found nothing. My mom however felt relieved to know there was nothing there. She went to kitchen and she scream so hard.. ( hai yerrr... so dramatic tau Puan Sharifah nih?! ) and called the JPA people to come down to the kitchen. The snake is rather small.. a size of a wire in black colour. According to the JPA people.. these type of snakes has always go into any residence house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFpzrItH0Y/TZkxXPdGCPI/AAAAAAAAFbs/wcmdI6HI_Tc/s1600/IMG_1578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591554687712495858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFpzrItH0Y/TZkxXPdGCPI/AAAAAAAAFbs/wcmdI6HI_Tc/s320/IMG_1578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Abang2 JPA who help to search )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snake then fleed to the kitchen cabinet and hmm they have to removed all my mom's crockeries to do the searching and found nothing. Although they confirmed that there was no snake around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was still unhappy. She called the JPA once again the next morning fearing if the snake is still lingering around the kitchen. She took a day off from the kitchen - NO COOKING AND WASHING ( hahahaha ). The JPA people come once again and double confirm that the kitchen is safe. Thanks to them for helping us to ensure that the snake is not at home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-2190149454126719652?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/2190149454126719652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=2190149454126719652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2190149454126719652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2190149454126719652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/04/chasing-snakessss-away.html' title='Chasing Snakessss away....'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4rR4Q8PLLA/TZkx9RL3QaI/AAAAAAAAFb0/_OFhijwdXzk/s72-c/Small%252520eyed%252520snake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8854894234611629619</id><published>2011-03-29T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:54:49.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Sucker Punch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ec-aIy3Ys/TZFXhlZlA2I/AAAAAAAAFbk/xDQdUE2jAdk/s1600/sucker_punch_poster-535x790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ec-aIy3Ys/TZFXhlZlA2I/AAAAAAAAFbk/xDQdUE2jAdk/s320/sucker_punch_poster-535x790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589344847030190946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: IMDB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young girl (Baby Doll) is locked away in a mental asylum by her abusive stepfather where she will undergo a lobotomy five days time. Faced with unimaginable odds, she retreats to a fantastical world in her imagination where she and four other female inmates at the asylum plot to escape the facility. The lines between reality and fantasy blur as Baby Doll and her companions fight to retrieve the 5 items they need that will allow them to break free from their captors before it's too late... Written by Anonymous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An action fantasy set in the vivid imagination of a young girl whose dream world provides the ultimate escape from her darker reality. Unrestrained by the boundaries of time and place, she is free to go where her mind takes her, and her incredible adventures blur the lines between what's real and what is imaginary. She has been locked away against her will, but Babydoll (Emily Browning) has not lost her will to survive. Determined to fight for her freedom, she urges four other young girls -- the outspoken Rocket (Jena Malone), the street-smart Blondie (Vanessa Hudgens), the fiercely loyal Amber (Jamie Chung) and the reluctant Sweet Pea (Abbie Cornish) -- to band together and try to escape their terrible fate at the hands of their captors, Blue (Oscar Isaac), Madam Gorski (Carla Gugino) and the High Roller (Jon Hamm). Led by Babydoll, the girls engage in fantastical warfare against everything from samurais to serpents, with a virtual arsenal at their disposal. Together, they must decide what they are willing to sacrifice in order to stay alive. But with the help of a Wise Man (Scott Glenn), their unbelievable journey -- if they succeed -- will set them free. Written by Warner Bros. Pictures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is fantastic to me. It is something like inception. But, in inception, it was a dream in a dream but for this one, she was in a fantasy that leads her to achieve her goal which is to get free from the asylum centre. Will she set herself free? You got to watch it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action packed was superb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate this movie 4.5/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8854894234611629619?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8854894234611629619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8854894234611629619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8854894234611629619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8854894234611629619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/sucker-punch.html' title='Sucker Punch'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ec-aIy3Ys/TZFXhlZlA2I/AAAAAAAAFbk/xDQdUE2jAdk/s72-c/sucker_punch_poster-535x790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-2424494674545821854</id><published>2011-03-29T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:46:59.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Updates 29/03/2011</title><content type='html'>Work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to tell about, it has been good and so far I am feeling happy to work in this new place. The environment is very much pleasant and what really important is, it is near to my house hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is crucial state. Although I had major increament after I move to a new company, what happen now is my car, it has been giving me a MAJOR problem, yes everyone MAJOR! After I spent RM1500 last month, last week I spent another RM230 for the exhaust and now for the engine fan which I don’t know how much it will cost me and I hope it will give me a break for awhile. Please bitch.. stop break down for awhile..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shopping at all.. due to all fund goes to my Orangie bitch!  ( I am truly sad … it is pathetic!! I know )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danish has been very very chatty I find it cute! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Mom was complaining about some of our former neighbours who gossips and bitch about my family and thinking that we are now POOR?! Yes that is what everyone has in their mind. I know the fact that my family has always been a spotlight to this community but to gossip us for living in poor is totally baseless. Can you imagine when they asked my mom “ Siapa kasi kau makan? Kau ada duit tak?” ( Who feed you? Do you have the money for food? ) that is totally insulting!! My mom responded “ Saya ada duit, rumah sewa ada.. duit arwah pun banyak…anak-anak pun bagi…saya tak susah…” ( I have the money.. from the rented houses, from my late husband and my kids are all working and they give me everymonth.... and yes I don’t find myself living with less or NO money ) and some of them was trying to digging from mom asking if my dad left some penchant.. OMG.. my dad was a business man.. how on earth he should get a penchant? Are these people stupid? Besides being nosy and annoying, my mom felt so thankful that we have left the place and live at the new home ( our current residents )….that was totally insane?! Haven’t they had enough gossip about my family?! I don’t say my family is rich or poor but we are pretty well off and another thing was, my late father was quite known in Ampang Jaya area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next exciting trip will be to Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, in May with my former Uitm friends.  But the thing is, we are yet to discuss about accommodation and also transportation ( flight ticket has been purchased ). I am pretty worried coz I am not a spontaneous type of person. I am very well organized and planned person. I don’t like last minutes agenda. That will make me upset and then.. I will be grumpy angry ugly beaver.. huhuhuuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been great! ( bley tak...itu jer update? )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-2424494674545821854?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/2424494674545821854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=2424494674545821854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2424494674545821854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2424494674545821854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/updates-29032011.html' title='Updates 29/03/2011'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-983428197887167059</id><published>2011-03-21T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:02:02.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Beastly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO80vS1jPIc/TYbbheRaRFI/AAAAAAAAFbc/GfVfiVgAKsU/s1600/beastly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586393755907933266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO80vS1jPIc/TYbbheRaRFI/AAAAAAAAFbc/GfVfiVgAKsU/s320/beastly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A modern-day take on the "Beauty and the Beast" tale where a New York teen is transformed into a hideous monster in order to find true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to say about this movie.. it is just another teenage movie. Love story.. and another beauty and the beast... that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate this movie 2.5/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-983428197887167059?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/983428197887167059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=983428197887167059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/983428197887167059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/983428197887167059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/beastly.html' title='Beastly'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eO80vS1jPIc/TYbbheRaRFI/AAAAAAAAFbc/GfVfiVgAKsU/s72-c/beastly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-3555210104863563685</id><published>2011-03-21T12:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T12:53:05.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>HIkayat Merong Mahawangsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzsnqnLRFvo/TYbWNlM3FfI/AAAAAAAAFbU/QDEs0KIvsXM/s1600/merong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586387916612376050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzsnqnLRFvo/TYbWNlM3FfI/AAAAAAAAFbU/QDEs0KIvsXM/s320/merong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malay Chronicles: Bloodlines (released in Malaysia as "Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa") is an adventure feature film set against the backdrop of ancient Malay, Roman and Chinese civilizations. It tells the tale of the journey of Merong Mahawangsa escorting a Roman prince to wed a beautiful Chinese princess during the 2nd century. Featuring an international cast, The Malay Chronicles: Bloodlines combines elements of romance, adventure, coupled with a strong dose of hand-to-hand combat &amp;amp; martial arts. Written by Dr Shireen M Hashim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is a tale of a price who is believed to be the descendant of Alexandar the Great! He has been travelling almost everywhere from China to Persia. The journey began when he was offered by the Roman Prince to escort him to Langkasuka to meet Princess from China and to wed her.Right before the marriage ceremony began, Garuda ( the pirates ) attacked them and kidnapped the Princess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest you guys have to go and watch it ok?! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I can say the movie was well done! All the actors and the actresses had delivered the best work... :) and thanks to KRU for producing the movie..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I rate 4/5 for this movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-3555210104863563685?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/3555210104863563685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=3555210104863563685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3555210104863563685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3555210104863563685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/hikayat-merong-mahawangsa.html' title='HIkayat Merong Mahawangsa'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzsnqnLRFvo/TYbWNlM3FfI/AAAAAAAAFbU/QDEs0KIvsXM/s72-c/merong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6305531773929979728</id><published>2011-03-18T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T09:12:45.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymfreak'/><title type='text'>Working out with GymFreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52BeC6gpT1w/TYKxW3QJbcI/AAAAAAAAFbM/ofXH6kDNpys/s1600/IMG_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585221494239751618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52BeC6gpT1w/TYKxW3QJbcI/AAAAAAAAFbM/ofXH6kDNpys/s320/IMG_1558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have change my gym from FF to True Fitness, I've not been able to rock the class with the group anymore, but, last weekend, Rosie insisting of having me to join them at Fitness First for Body Jam Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked me up at Taman Connought Cheras and we went to The Curve. She informed me that the class starts at 1.30 and we arrived at 1.15pm. Just nice we thought. But, when we arrived, the class actually started at 12.45pm... hahahaa.. nvm.. we just do our workout instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVhYacU2TBI/TYKxWkhoiAI/AAAAAAAAFbE/YD-cE7rHVbY/s1600/IMG_1560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585221489212819458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVhYacU2TBI/TYKxWkhoiAI/AAAAAAAAFbE/YD-cE7rHVbY/s320/IMG_1560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once finished, we went to the juice bar.. and I saw Zed, Farid and Zaza sat at the sofa. They were thrilled to see me back. Hehehe.. I am happy to meet them back at the gym of course. It has been sooo long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then do our lunch at Ikea and we talks a lot about many stuffs. Zed bought herself a big frames while Zaza get himself a table lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. Should I join them on every weekend or bi weekend? hmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6305531773929979728?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6305531773929979728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6305531773929979728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6305531773929979728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6305531773929979728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/working-out-with-gymfreak.html' title='Working out with GymFreak'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52BeC6gpT1w/TYKxW3QJbcI/AAAAAAAAFbM/ofXH6kDNpys/s72-c/IMG_1558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7194708206915393737</id><published>2011-03-10T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:44:17.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Clips'/><title type='text'>Camelia - Rindu Padanya</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KUDOPR3r0n0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, first time it hits local radio.. I was in my teenage back then.. :)  I hope you guys enjoy it as well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7194708206915393737?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7194708206915393737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7194708206915393737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7194708206915393737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7194708206915393737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/camelia-rindu-padanya.html' title='Camelia - Rindu Padanya'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KUDOPR3r0n0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5923754626061522002</id><published>2011-03-10T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T00:53:03.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>I am Malay but I am not very Malay...</title><content type='html'>You would've heard this quote frequently from those who think they are super best of all Malays. Sometimes I felt humiliated. As much as I wrote in English in this blog, but I am proud to be Malay who speaks Malay ( in northern accent some more ), who listen to Malay songs and watching Malay drama &amp;amp; Movies. I don't understand why these people find it humiliating to admit that they listen to Malay songs or traditional songs like Melayu Deli, Dangdut or Keroncong. I personally listen to all kind of genre except for Heavy Metal and Punk rock. I can't really appreciate to listen to a song which I don't understand what there were saying. Some of them are even embrassed to watch Malay movie and was "afraid" to be caught watching Malay movie.. like hello..!! If you wants to watch.. just go and watch, that stupid remarks is not necessary. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time when I met Tommy ( he is an Indonesian and works in an international TV station) asked me a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: Eddie, why does Malaysian speaks English more than Malay language itself?Aren't you proud of your language?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whether it is English or Malay, language is just a tool for you to communicate. But perhaps sometimes people felt more comfortable to speak in English like me and you. If I speak Malay.. you might get yourself lost in your own interpretation. But I am not ashamed of my own race. I speaks Malay with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: But it seems like.. everyone is speaking in English here in KL even between Malays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Like I said, it is just a tools to communicate. If you go to the other states of Malaysia, most Malays will speak in their dialect and they don't speak English that much. But looking at the trend now it is pretty upset to know some Malay may not even want to admit that they are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discussion towards the topic has been going on and on and on.. until we speaks about the Raja-raja Melayu and how relevent they are to the country at this point of time. My answer is simple. A country without a King or Queen is like a body without soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add salt to wounds, these so called "I feel stupid when I speak Malay" don't even have a good command of English. Their English is not up to the standard. When you heard they speaks in English their diction is bad, grammatically wrong and worse pronunciation is very poor.I didn't say mine is very good or excellent but being a Malay myself, I believe one should be proud of their own race and language. Nowadays, we had a lot of participants from all over the world come to KL to debate and compete in a competition held in Malay language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a colleague last time who clearly mentioned to me, I don't listen to Malay songs at all because they are not very good in quality. I mean she got to be kidding me.. not listen to Malay song at all?! We have a good quality singer in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have some sort of respect to my ex who listen a lot to Sharifah Aini and some of my friends who live abroad, sing Hari Raya song ( and he is Malaysian Chinese and now permanently live in San Franciso, United States of America) to me during Hari Raya. But I don't understand Malay who is totally from Kampung and live in the city somehow has lost their indentities and have cultural shock? Why does this happen? How can one change so drastically and claimed he don't want and don't like his own race and language?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the time this type of people makes me think, if they are disgusted with their own race. Who are they actually? They are not Caucasians, they are not Thais, or Chinese from China or Taiwan or Hong Kong... they are purely born as Malay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day, as Malay regardless they live in Malaysia or abroad, we should all be proud to be who we are as Malay people who live in this prosperous country. Regardless what your background is, never ever mentioned I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SPEAK MALAY or I Don't listen to Malay Music... it is very MEMUALKAN! ( disgusting )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5923754626061522002?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5923754626061522002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5923754626061522002' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5923754626061522002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5923754626061522002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-malay-but-i-am-not-very-malay.html' title='I am Malay but I am not very Malay...'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-7540623694000230853</id><published>2011-03-09T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T13:08:08.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Do I know you?!</title><content type='html'>This is not the first time that question pop-out from anyone whom I have not met or seen been saying. Some of them will say " I think I know you somewhere " like.. hello.. can you use a better pick-up line instead!? I sometimes figured.. do I look so familiar or do I have potentially 11 faces who look exactly like me wandering around in KL and else where?!It's pretty pathetic sometimes when people say.. "you look familiar.." when the fact is that I don't know who they are. Few example of incidents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When I was with my ex- Max, he is Chinese and he took me to meet his friends and his friends said.. you look very familiar.... and I was like .. owh yeah?! and they keep quiet after that... strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I met local artiste and celebrities and they said.. " I've seen you somewhere.. are you on TV commercials, or drama or movie?" I said " Nope" she continue with unsure face and look "Singging?"I responded " None of the above" we both laughs in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Owh this pickup line is very popular in any sites and I often got it... like hello.. how the hell I look so familiar in the Philipines, Indonesia, Singapore or even in Penang?! I live in KL.. and out of sudden my face is everywhere?! that is so bizzare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people approach me with this kind of gesture - pick-up line, I kinda bored and hate it altoghether. Can't they just say hi if they want to chat instead of using those lame sentence? It has been repeated over and over generation and I would say over 1 decades I've been hearing this " DO I KNOW YOU? YOU LOOK FAMILIAR" and I stick with my answer " NO YOU DON'T"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-7540623694000230853?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/7540623694000230853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=7540623694000230853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7540623694000230853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/7540623694000230853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-i-know-you.html' title='Do I know you?!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8041363400394177632</id><published>2011-03-08T11:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:21:12.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Flood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHGj5uiuVsA/TXWgWLjTXcI/AAAAAAAAFa8/pB1qRFZPkJs/s1600/IMG_1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581543616114023874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHGj5uiuVsA/TXWgWLjTXcI/AAAAAAAAFa8/pB1qRFZPkJs/s320/IMG_1540.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left office at 4.00pm sharp since KL was looking so dark. The thick black clouds covered the sky and it is not looking good at all. As I left office the rain starts to fall from drizzling to very heavy with thunder and flash here and there. Although I have the umbrella with me I am still wet due to strong wind blow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached my car, I felt relieved altogether at least I am save inside it and the traffic starts to build up in Jalan Tun Razak. I took Jalan Ampang instead of Ampang Hilir fearing there will be tree or branches drop.. the traffic was ok until I reached MRR2 and I saw it is not moving right after Pandan Indah – Taman Shamelin Perkasa inter-section. I divert to Pandan Indah thinking it would be the best way to get home but I was wrong. The place was flash-flood. Within 20 sec the flood rose like magic. I was scared in my car. Huhuh.. Once I saw the water rose up I divert myself to another higher place fearing losing power on my car ( so I heard campro engine can go off easily if the water hit the front grill of engine ) it happens few times actually, forced me to free my gear and ramp on my accelerator and pushing it back to drive mode. I tried to go out from that area since it didn’t looking good at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to do so by taking the shop houses route and managed to get out and again, I got myself stuck in front of Menara Maxisegar. The traffic standstill for 20 mins due to few cars stop in the mid of the road due to flash flood and some cars making u-turn and some heading off to Taman Muda – where I am going exactly. But right after I passed the traffic lights, I am all ok and I managed to reach home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends however updated in their FB, that they have to go thru bad traffic and so I heard some people was at-not-moving-traffic for 3 hours just to get to Bangsar from KL. I wonder, do we need more SMART Tunnel in KL just to ensure all area are safe from flash-flood?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cy31UfQEgE/TXWgV9sARWI/AAAAAAAAFa0/CFx10nJa2q4/s1600/IMG_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581543612392424802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cy31UfQEgE/TXWgV9sARWI/AAAAAAAAFa0/CFx10nJa2q4/s320/IMG_1541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8041363400394177632?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8041363400394177632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8041363400394177632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8041363400394177632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8041363400394177632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/flood.html' title='Flood!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHGj5uiuVsA/TXWgWLjTXcI/AAAAAAAAFa8/pB1qRFZPkJs/s72-c/IMG_1540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-471289908973191570</id><published>2011-03-07T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T00:19:44.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Singapore - Spending the Last day with Cutie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFWr4wrtysA/TXT-KdFNf-I/AAAAAAAAFac/ROp93k91EVM/s1600/IMG_1516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFWr4wrtysA/TXT-KdFNf-I/AAAAAAAAFac/ROp93k91EVM/s320/IMG_1516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581365293777518562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day was our very last day we spent time together. We skip breakfast and lay down on bed.. holding each other and it is a little emotional to him and I can feel it too... but the best of the days that we spent will stop here but it will continues and grows from time to time I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11am, he told me he wants to take a dip and swim at the pool. I accompany him and stay under the shades and saw him doing his strokes and enjoying himself. He swim like a fish. I can swim too.. but not as good as him for sure and he wants to get some tan.While he swim, I read the newspaper and catch a glimpse of him at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEoZplllKvo/TXT-KIM0MNI/AAAAAAAAFaU/GbIrBjt0wo8/s1600/IMG_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEoZplllKvo/TXT-KIM0MNI/AAAAAAAAFaU/GbIrBjt0wo8/s320/IMG_1518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581365288172269778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the room, take our shower and resting for awhile and at 2.30pm we both left the room and head's off to the Changi by taxi. I thought it is going to be expensive but it is only charged at $16.80. Surprisingly cheap. Right after we both checked in our bags and I get my boarding pass ( he fly with Lion Air  back to Jakarta while I am taking JetStar back home ) we both were hungry and ended up at a restaurant that served decent food. Both of us had steak. He like his done and I as usual like my steak medium and bloody. hehehehe. The food was good although not the best steak ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkijcFVY72s/TXT-J1ZsmZI/AAAAAAAAFaM/ZzjnlQWe8o0/s1600/IMG_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkijcFVY72s/TXT-J1ZsmZI/AAAAAAAAFaM/ZzjnlQWe8o0/s320/IMG_1523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581365283126024594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His flight is 40 minutes late than mine and he companies me to my lounge and after I settle with the checking I went to the glass wall and we both pat our hands.. He says I love you and I responded the same. He left and while I have a flight to catch back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was amazing holidays I ever have in my life. Although I did not get to do any activities other than spending time with Cutie, but I enjoy it. What are the best thing we can have when we can spend the best quality time together with someone that we fond of? I am look forward to seeing him again in Kuala Lumpur next year. He will be here for 3 days. I was thinking to extend it and perhaps will organise a meeting at Bali or somewhere else. But, I have to see if he is available. He will come home for Hari Raya next year and he is thrill to be in Kuala Lumpur too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ON5CgNCSeg/TXT-JsId4gI/AAAAAAAAFaE/7RRwCImtSiU/s1600/IMG_1534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ON5CgNCSeg/TXT-JsId4gI/AAAAAAAAFaE/7RRwCImtSiU/s320/IMG_1534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581365280637837826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... I hope the best thing will last between us.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-471289908973191570?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/471289908973191570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=471289908973191570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/471289908973191570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/471289908973191570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/singapore-spending-last-day-with-cutie.html' title='Singapore - Spending the Last day with Cutie'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFWr4wrtysA/TXT-KdFNf-I/AAAAAAAAFac/ROp93k91EVM/s72-c/IMG_1516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6982329205164141728</id><published>2011-03-07T12:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:24:06.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Singapore - Spending a day with Cutie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi55fPqQEPI/TXT2z1MZWsI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/E9hWFK_G8TU/s1600/IMG_1484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi55fPqQEPI/TXT2z1MZWsI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/E9hWFK_G8TU/s320/IMG_1484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581357208531720898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 7am.. and we talks a lot..it feel so good to be able to talk to someone who we can relate to and we can feel the connection with and what better than having someone in my arms and being able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talks about a lot of thing. How we missed each other.. and how we want or try to move forward into next level. Although I find it hard to deal with and he never wants me to have any affair with anyone except I can have sex with anyone if I like, I still don't know if that is the right choice. Seeing the distance.. I can't tell him he has to be celebate and we only did it like once a year? It is not practical. he can do what ever he likes and I do what ever I like and we had a mutual agreement that we both should not having attached to anyone except us. ( eh? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He voice out his worriness that I might ignore him and forget about him after we met but that is not my intention. I want to know him more and I feel even we only chat like once a week over YM. Perhaps I need to skype from now on instead. He agreed to the idea of going online on every sunday for 1 to two hours everyweek. I cant afford to go online everyday. Coz lately I tend to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmmzCV2_G3E/TXT2ztZvFXI/AAAAAAAAFZs/qxZ57l5eHBY/s1600/IMG_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmmzCV2_G3E/TXT2ztZvFXI/AAAAAAAAFZs/qxZ57l5eHBY/s320/IMG_1505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581357206440187250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie also mentioned of wanting to settle down ( which I am happy to hear about it ) and and he asked me what do I think about him? Is he a real whore? I told him.. at one point in our life, there will be time when we just want to settle down and stop being hanky panky. We might slipped sometimes but we wont be doing it regularly or as frequent as we did previously in our life. To me.. when you really love someone, you'll definitely will devote to one person. That is me. I don't know any other people and I don't slut around when I am attached. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We off to have our breakfast at 10am.. after lazying and cuddling on bed. We ended up at Starbucks. He had his Lemon cake while I get myself my vegetarian quiche.While having breakfast he complained about my smoking habit.. and I know I will have to change it. For my self and for him. While having a drink across the street at where we stayed, I saw a lot of pigeons starts to have a festive by eating the left-over. I tried to snapped the photo.. but I am a lame photographer. no good. I did not managed to captured the birds in action. huhuhuhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the hotel.. resting and then meet Faz at Far East mall but Mel mentioned to meet at Mc Cafe in Orchard. I have to meet Mel in which I hope I can give him some comfort. He just broke up with his partner :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-k2xJaZljU/TXT2zeh_RYI/AAAAAAAAFZk/YfAHsVcCEIA/s1600/IMG_1507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-k2xJaZljU/TXT2zeh_RYI/AAAAAAAAFZk/YfAHsVcCEIA/s320/IMG_1507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581357202448270722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk from Pan Pac Orcard to meet Faz ( again? ) and we waited for Mel at McCafe in Orchard. It feel so good to be able to meet Mel once again and we both hugged each other. Mel look tired and a bit disappointed and upset when he told me what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feel so bad on what happen in the San Francisco. He told me this ( JETT PLEASE READ THIS )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I feel so bad for not attend or meeting Desmond. The fact that I've getting myself ready.. but Le Vaun did not allow me to go and meet Desmond. We had fight. I told him Desmond is already here and we should at least say hi but he refused and stand in front of the door not allowing me to go out to meet Desmond. On top of that he grabbed my t-shirt n torn it and cakar my chest.. I still have the scars on it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry when I hear this from Mel and that fucking bastard should rotten down with his ego and anti- social life. Mel also mentioned that all the while... their relationship did not make much progress. He has such a boring life. His ex never wants to go out, never wants to meet friends ( coz he has non ) never wants to meet Mel's friend and I am thanking god he ended this relationship. Although he is still upset and has done what he can to maintained it but I believe he will be OK and bounced back from this sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QrBIvtRN7S8/TXT2zL0UStI/AAAAAAAAFZc/ZadN3ia7tPU/s1600/IMG_1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QrBIvtRN7S8/TXT2zL0UStI/AAAAAAAAFZc/ZadN3ia7tPU/s320/IMG_1514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581357197424872146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We been walking all around Orchard and stop for lunch at Sakura Restaurant. The service is poor and the food is so-so. I leave Fai and Faz do their shopping and I took that chance to talk more with Mel. ( like hello.. we dont get to meet up so often pun kan? ) and I told him Mel B will come to KL soon. He is excited about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the shopping trip, Im very very tired.. my lower back was very aching ( I have a problem if I stand or walk too far for too long ) and all I can think of is resting.. but seems like my cutie needs to find his sfuff. I seriously want to grumped but I know it is not a good idea. Why spoiled everyone's mood when everyone is having a good time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at another cafe for a break and it was drizzling in Orchard. I was busy talking to Mel and Mel showed me few guys over the grindr that he in touch with. Never that I thought Cutie will get offended and felt like I left him alone. I thought he was busy with his friends and he complained to me later after we went back to our room. OK NOTED! He said.. I was too concentrate with my friend that he felt he is not exsiting there. I said.. I looked at you.. but I saw you were busy with your friends. He said. I have to make myself busy coz you ignore me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then, I have to take my luggage bag and move to Pan Pac and stayed with Cutie. I arrived at 11pm and we are going to club again? ( Seriously I don't feels like going out.. but I just go.. just to make Cutie happy and his friend happy ) We ended up at Tantric once again and fuck the girl who handle the queue. I know the fact,the place was packed and full. I went out from the club to text Eric and check where he was, coz we are supposed to meet up at Play or Tantric, but the coverage was very poor inside the club. That bitch told me I have to queue up once again with a lot of people. I told her I was from inside and I need to make a phone call.. and I have a bottle of wine inside there as well.. she said.. you have to queue. I give her a sharp look and pissed off face and queue.  While waiting and pissed and tired ( I can go nasty ) I go back to the line and there is a guy.. looking at me and said.. "you sweat a lot ( while wiping the sweat off from my forehead ) why don't you go first?" I looked at him and say thanks and quickly rush back going into the club. While walking I noticed few guys - caucasian, asians were checking on me.. and I was like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxVTa02aE4s/TXT2y6txorI/AAAAAAAAFZU/ApofgfD5qlA/s1600/IMG_1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxVTa02aE4s/TXT2y6txorI/AAAAAAAAFZU/ApofgfD5qlA/s320/IMG_1512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581357192834032306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we were at Tantric, we went to Play and pay for the entrance thinking we can go to Play after we are done in Tantric but we are making a silly mistake. The queue was enormous and we wasted $15 per person. We don't get to go inside and I am pissed! We then moved to the nearest mamak and had our supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am pissed off with Cutie's friend actually that night.All the while when we go out he DID NOT EVEN BOTHER TO CHIP IN OR PAY anything even for club entrance?! I felt he is taking advantage on Cutie's kindness and generosity. Not only that, the even asked for a money to go home on the TAXI? LIke WHAT THE FUCK DUDE? He mentioned he stayed at high class hotel when he travelled and even asked me how much did I change?, he travel to london, carrying Gucci bag, Prada and wearing Versace Sunglases and did not even bother to pay for a MuttonStik that only cost $5?!! He even asked the money from Cutie. It boils me up when I saw that. I try to keep it cool and not saying and making any remark. Coz I don't want to go to his level. Down and low class. Sorry I don't see myself tolerate with Parasite. He even tried to hurt my feeling by telling Cutie that he has a guy ready for cutie and make sure you cuci yourself very clean ok. I heard that and he don't have to tell me so loud. He has no respect to other people and seriously felt like slapping his face. All I can say, he is not my fav. Kak Ash didnt like him neither Melvin. I feel sorry to cutie for having such a friend who always take and never want to give. I can be bitchy if I wanted to ... but when I look at Cutie.. I said no.. I won't put him in a difficult situation and I wonder if Cutie did not earn in Franc will they still be friends?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Another remarks which I think quite insulting from Cutie is when he asked me I like him because of him or because I can stay at a nice hotel, I felt like.. HELLO... I can pay myself without asking that from him. I told him, I am happy to stay at my friend's place. Hotel is just hotel and reason I came down from KL to Singapore is to meet you not to stay in a nice hotel.. he just keep himself quiet after that." Now look.. I might not spend a lot and carrying branded staff when I am there.. but hey.. I m not so poor till another fella has to pay every single thing for me?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our room having a rest and we still talk.. he mentioned to me again his fear of losing me. I don't know why he has to feel that way? I hope what he felt is not a temporary... and I hope he is mature enough to know what he wants and expect from both of us. Coz I know what I want and I told him what I want and expected from him. He kept on mentioning to me.. never giving up on him..I wont definitely, but will he giving up on me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then.. fall to sleep.. and all I can say.. I am so tired VERY! But I am very happy to be able to spend my whole day with Cutie although Mel and Faz was around.. :) Although I am tired I don't mind do that for him. :) for as long as he smile, and I can see he is laughing, that was the best moment to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6982329205164141728?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6982329205164141728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6982329205164141728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6982329205164141728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6982329205164141728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/singapore-spending-day-with-cutie.html' title='Singapore - Spending a day with Cutie'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi55fPqQEPI/TXT2z1MZWsI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/E9hWFK_G8TU/s72-c/IMG_1484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-8144424666307126575</id><published>2011-03-07T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:07:18.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Singapore - FINDING CUTIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq5Hocx5ZeE/TXT0IRR2jfI/AAAAAAAAFZM/I0Bhp_L8moA/s1600/IMG_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq5Hocx5ZeE/TXT0IRR2jfI/AAAAAAAAFZM/I0Bhp_L8moA/s320/IMG_1469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581354261133299186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left home at 5.30am fearing I will be late to get my boarding pass. I did not checked-in my luggage coz I only brought a long one hand carry bag. Thanks to Kitty Cat for sending me off to the Bandar Tasik Selatan rail station. I took ERL to the KLIA. Once I arrived ( it is very early actually ) the Jet Star Counter was not open yet. For that I made a move by having my big breakfast at McD. There are a lot of PLU around there.. and they are checking on me.. for I don’t know why? Perhaps because I am fat or I look way too good ( matila perasan )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get my boarding pass, I waited at the lounge before I depart to Singapore. Although I am afraid Jetstar will be delayed but indeed they are very punctual ( thank god ). But too bad, KLIA sky train in uder maintenance and we have to take bus ride from the main terminal to the international satellite terminal. This remind me when I was in Sri Lanka.. huhuhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight took me 40 minutes to arrived in Singapore. From the sky I saw Singapore straits was way too busy with big vessels. I kinda impress with Singapore Port.. they are way way much busy than the one that we have in Johor. Once I arrived, I took the skytrain from terminal one to terminal two before I took the MRT to the Boon Lay to meet Kak Ash. It’s pretty funny when I went to the counter ( with attendant ) and ask to buy a ticket ( coz we have people to sell ticket at the counter and at the same time we have the machine as well as an option ) the attendant told me to get the ticket at the machine. It cost me only $3.60 to Kak Ash Place and I have to change my train at Tanah Merah before I proceed to Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXC_ytvnQa0/TXT0Ho3HG5I/AAAAAAAAFZE/BdI4wnMp9L0/s1600/PICT6707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXC_ytvnQa0/TXT0Ho3HG5I/AAAAAAAAFZE/BdI4wnMp9L0/s320/PICT6707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581354250283719570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my 20 + stop trips to Boon Lay, an elderly guy was talking to himself. At first, I thought he was talking to someone. He looked as if he is mad at someone. He show his hand and moves as if he wants to elbow-ing someone. Huhuh.. I am pretty worried.. what if.. he come and slap on my face and stuff ( seriously I am afraid of crazy people ) and next to me is good looking model-like white man. Looking at me and pose chantik ( motif tak? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at Jurong East Mall, I waited for Kak Ash and he came with friendly and warmth and smile look. I am very pleased to meet him again. I am excited and happy altogether. The last time I met him in KL like a year or 2 years ago. He took me to have a very nice Crispy Skin Chicken Rice. He said it is the best Chicken Rice he had so far and he kid me not. Then I get myself a prepaid by SingTel to make my communication with everyone in Singapore bit more easy and cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took me to his apartment and he lives at the very top floor ( penthouse gicheww .. heheeh ) and welcome me in. I put down my bag and all the way we been talking about a lot of things.. ( kak ash memang la ramah tamah and banyak cakap kan? ) Right after I change my sim card, first person I would want to catching up is my cutie. I called him and hell yeah.. I am very excited to meet him and the reason why I go to Singapore is just to meet him. That’s all. So we set up to meet at 4-5pm. We have not confirmed yet where to go but in the end, we agreed to meet up at China Town at gate A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suXPgIqHi_8/TXT0HTiEwwI/AAAAAAAAFY8/qzOWS1ckHB8/s1600/desert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suXPgIqHi_8/TXT0HTiEwwI/AAAAAAAAFY8/qzOWS1ckHB8/s320/desert2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581354244558340866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for Fai ( cutie ) to arrived, Kak Ash took me to the Traditional Desert at the China Town and he said.. they served the best Mango Ice. I just followed him.. ( I don’t know where I am to be exact ) and it was yum… seriously it was… I told him… I want to go there again.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a text message from cutie saying that he has arrived and I asked him to wait for a moment. While walking to meet him… I can’t describe how I feel and when I saw him the first time I was so very happy. We hugged each other and he is cute…very! ( the thing is, we have been chatting over the YM, web cam, sms, email, calls for about a year and it is our first time we are together ). He can’t stop smiling and looking at me and laughing. ( I love it when he laughs…. It makes me feel good.. ) and I can’t take away my eyes from him too. We than walk.. VERY DISTANCE… and my grumpy level is up from one step to another. It was far and I was sweating like a pig. I complained and told them.. never in my life.. I walked this much. From China town, we walk to Marina. Pheww… I walk with kak Ash, while Fai walked with his fren Faz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked and took a lot of photos and I wanted to take a photo with Merlion ( bongok takk?!! ) but Merlion has turn out to be a hotel. We walked still to Marina Square and had Sakae Sushi and I am glad that my membership card with Sakae entitled me 10% discount although the membership is from KL.During dinner, Faz mentioned he wants to go to Tantric. I am tired tho and not too sure to go or not to go, but Fai wanted me to go with him and when he say please. I know I can’t say no. I agreed to go and he was so happy. I spent a night with him and I have to freshen up myself at Kak Ash and grab some clothes. I am not worry how am I going there. So I stop at Tanjong Pagar station and take a cab to the hotel. It is not expensive anyway. Fai and Faz were ready to go. I dropped my bag and we went out to Tantric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLB1aKDRC68/TXT0HDQlr7I/AAAAAAAAFY0/Q6rrsPmMynw/s1600/IMG_1477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLB1aKDRC68/TXT0HDQlr7I/AAAAAAAAFY0/Q6rrsPmMynw/s320/IMG_1477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581354240190033842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-wiLBQGkmk/TXT0G3DIK1I/AAAAAAAAFYs/5dn0mCeOJ64/s1600/IMG_1478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-wiLBQGkmk/TXT0G3DIK1I/AAAAAAAAFYs/5dn0mCeOJ64/s320/IMG_1478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581354236912347986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantric boy’s night was damn full. It was packed. We went in and out to find a space and managed to squeeze ourselves in at the outside of the club. There was a girl warm with smile and keep on smiling at us and she is friendly too. She introduced herself as Nadia and soon she became our friends. There were dramas going on when a boy sitting on the table and spilt beer on Faz and Faz making fuss out of it ( it sounds rhyme isn’t it? ) and drunken Indian guy butting his arse on the Nadia’s face which I think way too rude. I know the place is full, but he should not climbed the seating from behind to come to our place and protrude his ass on someone else face. Fai was very mad. After we are done at Tantric, we went back to hotel room and we have a rest till morning. I dozed off due to so tired.. and hmmm…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-8144424666307126575?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/8144424666307126575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=8144424666307126575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8144424666307126575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/8144424666307126575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/singapore-finding-cutie.html' title='Singapore - FINDING CUTIE'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq5Hocx5ZeE/TXT0IRR2jfI/AAAAAAAAFZM/I0Bhp_L8moA/s72-c/IMG_1469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-1975968236173845470</id><published>2011-03-03T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:20:00.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>I am Number Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idGkG_NdhH0/TW8WOj3VZMI/AAAAAAAAFYk/r_FF4gg6bVw/s1600/I_Am_Number_Four_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idGkG_NdhH0/TW8WOj3VZMI/AAAAAAAAFYk/r_FF4gg6bVw/s320/I_Am_Number_Four_Poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579702902736643266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: IMDB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary teen John Smith (Pettyfer) is a fugitive on the run from ruthless enemies sent to destroy him. Changing his identity, moving from town to town with his guardian Henri (Olyphant), John is always the new kid with no ties to his past. In the small Ohio town he now calls home, John encounters unexpected, life-changing events-his first love (Agron), powerful new abilities and a connection to the others who share his incredible destiny. Written by Walt Disney Pictures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First and foremost thank you to Buzzlee Buzz &lt;/strong&gt;who took me to the movie. He got the ticket from the NuffNag community :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. nowadays we've seen so many comic, 3d cartoons and super hero movies. Some is great and some is crappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is great to watch although some people said it is boring. To know more, please go and watch the movie. The action pack at the end of the movie is great to watch.. love the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate this movie 4/5  it is worth watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-1975968236173845470?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/1975968236173845470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=1975968236173845470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1975968236173845470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/1975968236173845470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-number-four.html' title='I am Number Four'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idGkG_NdhH0/TW8WOj3VZMI/AAAAAAAAFYk/r_FF4gg6bVw/s72-c/I_Am_Number_Four_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6326300912992606029</id><published>2011-03-03T11:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:13:34.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Updates 3/3/11</title><content type='html'>Despite of nothing much happening in my life.. no romance come nearby and financially distrubed until panic-attack come to me,I am still survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is doing good and better.. except if I can get my salary earlier that would be great. Working back at this company is good. I met all of my old colleague.. we chat and we meet up.. but as usual, I would rather go for lunch or smoking all by myself. Although a lot of people love to go in a group, but I don't. I don't know why. Maybe perhaps I am too comfy to be all by myself. It started when I was at school. I am friendly towards everyone but very picky to be close to one. So at this moment, nobody seems to be hmm good for me to be close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.. nothing really happen.. I do go out with a person whom I will call him kitty cat. He calls me or sms me when he is free and I dont bother to text or call him either.. hmm that is a bit odd.. but I think it would be best for me to stay single and avoid to fall in love again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex.. still going on with few people.. it happens and it happens.. touch and go and kept some as my sex partner when needed ( bley? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will travel to Singapore and thansk to Zed for making an effort and being so kind to send me to the ERL station.I will have to be at the airport at 7am at least and catching a train at 5.30am would be good tho.. I have no bag to check in so I dont think I need to queue and do all the stuff really. I hope I have a good time in Singapore and this time, I avoid to go to Universal Studio.. I dont think I can afford to go there due to time. I have too many people to meet and little time I have in my hands. I have to meet Schon, Melvin, Eric &amp; SK maybe... Fai, Guzz, and I dont know if I can have the time to meet my Mr Woof Woof ( Matilaa ramai giler nak jumpa kan!? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family wise... I missed my dad dearly nowadays.. even more than before. I bet most of those who know me personally know how close the relationship that I have with my family. Mom and Kie and Sister still coping. Off late Danish kept on asking about his Tok Wan.. where he is.. and why he did not coming home.. and he asked mom when she will get married?! LOL... that's hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6326300912992606029?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6326300912992606029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6326300912992606029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6326300912992606029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6326300912992606029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/updates-3311.html' title='Updates 3/3/11'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5107837158928604169</id><published>2011-03-03T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T11:49:33.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Bananas: The ultimate hunger buster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWWf5X5rZFI/TW8PsHAzx6I/AAAAAAAAFYc/brbkgdKZ4bI/s1600/bigbanana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWWf5X5rZFI/TW8PsHAzx6I/AAAAAAAAFYc/brbkgdKZ4bI/s320/bigbanana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579695713806436258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Shaun Chavis, Health.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever grab a snack but then feel hungry again 20 minutes later? Next time, reach for a banana. It’s loaded with Resistant Starch (RS), a healthy carb that fills you up and helps to boost your metabolism. Slightly underripe medium-sized bananas have 12.5 grams of RS—more than most other foods. Ripe bananas give you 4.7 grams of RS, still enough to keep hunger pangs away. Check out these tasty ways to work in this wonder food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana "Ice Cream"&lt;br /&gt;Peel, slice, and freeze 1 small banana. Place frozen banana pieces in a blender with 3 tablespoons 1% low-fat milk; blend until thick. Top with 1 tablespoon chopped walnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Salsa&lt;br /&gt;Make a quick salsa with 2 diced peeled bananas, 2 tablespoons minced red onion, 1 tablespoon minced cilantro, 1 teaspoon minced serrano or jalepeno pepper, juice of 1 lime, and brown sugar and salt to taste. Use it to top fish or pork tacos, jerk chicken, or jerk pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broiled Bananas&lt;br /&gt;Slice 1 peeled banana in half lengthwise. Put banana pieces, cut sides up, on a rimmed baking sheet. Sprinkle the banana pieces with 1 teaspoon brown sugar, and broil on high until the sugar bubbles and the bananas brown (about 2–3 minutes). After broiling, sprinkle with cinnamon—or drizzle with 1 teaspoon rum for an extra-special treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee and Banana Smoothie&lt;br /&gt;Place 1 sliced peeled banana, 1 cup 1% low-fat milk, 1/2 cup cold black coffee, 2 teaspoons sugar, and 1/2 cup ice in a blender. Blend until smooth—and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5107837158928604169?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5107837158928604169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5107837158928604169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5107837158928604169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5107837158928604169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/03/bananas-ultimate-hunger-buster.html' title='Bananas: The ultimate hunger buster.'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWWf5X5rZFI/TW8PsHAzx6I/AAAAAAAAFYc/brbkgdKZ4bI/s72-c/bigbanana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-9152421053584980560</id><published>2011-02-14T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:26:36.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Valentine is HARAM!</title><content type='html'>As much as everyone celebrating Valentine, Muslims across the world are banned from celebrating one. It is true that if you really love someone.. you should do it at any day.. needlessly to specifically choose a date. So they said, if you love someone, you should love him/her and show your affections everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in Malaysia, the reason why they banned it is because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) it is celebrating St Valentine's&lt;br /&gt;2) the youngster in this country will commit freely to have sex before marriage which is a GREAT SIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as to my thinking, whether it is valentine or no valentine, celebrate it with your love one. Your love one doesn't mean it has to be your lover, it can be your friends or mom and dad. I love to go out and having dinner... on this special day.. without thinking or having much thought about wanting to celebrate St Valentine himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big hoo-ha those days about celebrating Valentines and in fact it is still now. Last Friday, I went for Friday prayer and the sermon was about Valentine. The Imam told us, as a muslim we are forbid to celebrate it. I was like.. hmmm I don't mind.. if i don't do it on the Feb 14, I can do it on any other days.. but the thing is.. I HAVE NO DATE! lol... so let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Muslim's scholar are busy talking about this topic, they also enforced the Islamic Deparment's officers to go out and nab those who are dating ( I don't know how they will justify on this and how sure they are that those boy and girl are couple and dating?! ). Sometimes it is funny when I saw this people talks about something that is so "grey". But let them do their part and we as a society do our part and do NOT celebrate it just the two of you ( boy and girl ) the chances for you to get caught is high.. hehehe.. but what about boy and boy and girl and girl!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it is... I would love to wish all of you Happy Valentines day.. those who celebrate it and those who don't. Let's not hate each other on any days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/: I love Martina Mc Bride and Jim Brickman's song.. - my valentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-9152421053584980560?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/9152421053584980560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=9152421053584980560' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/9152421053584980560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/9152421053584980560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-is-haram.html' title='Valentine is HARAM!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5164000809457798650</id><published>2011-02-12T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:35:04.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>What I want to do in 2011</title><content type='html'>1) to get my serious hair drop a treatment&lt;br /&gt;2) to learn back my French Language&lt;br /&gt;3) to travel&lt;br /&gt;4) to make mom happy!&lt;br /&gt;5) to pay off my credit cards debt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a contact from Sasha for the specialist to treat my oily scalp. I went to a salon last time in Ampang and their services is not as what I expected. As much as they want to sell their services they should at least makes me feel good when I told them I am going to see a specialist. The hair styles answer me in sarcastic ways " what are they going to do? Prescribe you with some drugs? Can that grow your hair? Please la! You should do scalp treatment... 4x a month" and I was like.. fuck you! One session of treatment going to cost me for RM120 imagine 4 treatment in a month? I might as well go to Yu Num? ( but so I heard it is not as good as what it promoted.. or perhaps those people who went there didn't do what it takes for them to get their hair grow - lack of discipline to apply what ever lotion or hair tonic given )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I do love to learn foreign language. I learnt French Language when I was studying in local IPTA for 2 semesters. Now Zed was all about the language. When ever she meet me.. she would ask a lot and try to converse with me in the language but to be honest, I am all rusty! LOL.. my grammar and verb are all over the place. I don't really remember much but i do still remember the rules and what not. :) So now, at least, I do have a friend who I can make a conversations with. I have found an Italian Gay tutor who can teach me the language. When I asked him where will he teach me, since it is a private lesson, he said anywhere except for his place ( he has a bf ). I told him let's do it at a cafe.. ( c'est tres plaisir ). When I told some friends.. they said.. why dont you do it at hotel room? ( owh c',mon guys,.... please put sex away.. I want to learn a language not a sex positioning - but perhaps I can add more vocabs to it.. hmmm *matilaaaa* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I will have short trip to many places :) ( suka suka ) I starts my journey to Singapore in March, KK in May, Bandung in June and Bangkok maybe in July and to Kuching in October and maybe to Ho Chi Minh with Pn Sharifah in December. The "maybe" trip, I've not bought any flight tickets and I've not and can't confirm the date as yet. Will need to check my account balance and available date anyway, but I am thrill and very excited to go to places that I've never been ( except for Singapore and Bandung ). I've been to Miri but not to Kuching in Sarawak. I've been to Kota Kinabalu in Sabah only for a short business day trip which I don't get to see much. For this travelling event, I made a reservations to meet my friends. In Singapore I will meet most of them, at Bandung, I am hoping to meet Primo ( sangat ensem dier nih.. so kena jumpa eh ), at KK, I will be meeting my FB friend and hmmm might meeting a couple of guys too.. ( matilaa Pelach!! ) and I've not make or having any intention in meeting guys in Kuching or BKK and Ho Chi Minh ( KO DAH GILA?!! Pn Sharifah ada skali..!?! NAK MAMPOS?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole family went thru sad and dark moment - my dad passed away, all I want to do is to put a smile on mom's face and treat my brother Kie for a nice food ( he loves to eat although he is so thin ). I asked Pn Sharifah what does she wants for her birthday? A new handbag or a SPA treatment and she said " I have way too many handbags now and I want to be pampered " :) I am so delighted to hear that.. seriously I think her handbags collection now almost reach to 50 bags altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another must happen and my ultimate goal is to be credit debt free. I've been paying little by little previously and this time I am going to pay MORE that what I paid before. But what worries me is a trip to BKK might cost me a lot since I LOVE TO SHOP! :( we'll see how thing goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I hope all the plan for this year will fall accordingly and I hope yours too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5164000809457798650?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5164000809457798650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5164000809457798650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5164000809457798650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5164000809457798650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-i-want-to-do-in-2011.html' title='What I want to do in 2011'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4630290376144333918</id><published>2011-02-12T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:46:29.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Updates on Feb 12, 2012</title><content type='html'>There is nothing much happening right now to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am single and available after much thought, I decided I should stop dating my partner. Our personality totally go opposite way and there is no way we can compromise on it. The more I tried to give in the more I feel suffocated and it is hard to communicate with him because he don't want to. Sometimes I find it hard to be with Asian boy, when there is a problem arise, they tend to avoid to talk and find solution over it. They would rather leave it unattended and pretend as if nothing happen. Although he tried to win me back, but I don't see him really wanting it to happen. He did try but not putting 100% effort. So I said..we're done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever thinking I am dating anyone seriously I am not. I am not looking for anyone right now and all I want to do is to be single and relax. I've enough thinking and trying to accommodate others need and put mine behind. Sometimes, I felt I am being too nice to people and they are taking advantage and taking me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going for NSA ( No string attach ) we befriends.. or we can be fucking friends. I don't mind, but seriously, I have no interest to be in a relationship for a time being ( sorry for I am being too honest here ) perhaps, I am just too tired. Too tired to deal with all the bottoms drama. Sometimes I felt like, I might as well date a girl instead of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But although I decided not to go for anything serious with anyone, I do flirt with few guys right now and hmmm... .one of them caught my interest. He is 40 years old...he is Singaporean and Malay but he is way too cute! He is a lot shorter than me and he looks like as if he is in his mid 30's. Nice eh...?! And one thing for sure he fit the criteria physically... but after I've been high for 2 days.. then, I am back on my feet and realised, that, that is not what I want. Perhaps lust is  what it is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am going down to Singapore and I am not too sure to meet him or not, but one thing for sure... I am going to meet up my cutie from Switzerland :) . We have been chatting and web cam for hmmm about a year.. he has been sending me lots of his favourite songs collection and to be honest I find him very very very very cute! Fai.. if you ever read this entry.. I wanted you to know that you are very cute! I love the way he laughs... I love to hear his laughters.. and seeing his face... owh boy..he just made my day! Too bad he live in Swiss.. else, it would be the best! :)  But people, he is not the Mat Salleh if you guys think he is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made an arrangement with a friend in Singapore to stay over at his place on Friday night and spend the whole day with him. I am going to spend the whole Saturday with Fai and meeting few friends in Singapore. I am leaving back to KL on Sunday afternoon. :D I've booked my flight via Jet Star in which I can just take the ERL to the KLIA instead of going to LCCT. I've never fly with Jet Star before and we shall see how the service is and if it is true they are being unreliable worst than Air Asia?! - delay flight schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although financially I was hit badly. But I do hope that I have the best of time in Singapore with Fai and my friends. Meeting the other cute guy ( Guzz ) is an option. I dare not to commit with him the time and day because my intention going down South is to meet my cute boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update more about what happen to me next :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4630290376144333918?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4630290376144333918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4630290376144333918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4630290376144333918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4630290376144333918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/updates-on-feb-12-2012.html' title='Updates on Feb 12, 2012'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-4947463492762051997</id><published>2011-02-12T00:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:48:50.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>February  is totally a disaster month for me anhd I AM STRESS!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey... ho ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really happen are ( still current and I don't think I should use was  ) ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My washing machine at home malfunction&lt;br /&gt;2) My car was badly injured... internal bleeding&lt;br /&gt;3) My salary was not bank in yet even until now&lt;br /&gt;4) I received a call from my tenant, there are a lot of thing spoilt at my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... that's the best expression I can give right now. A very rough month for me I would say. It's all started with my damn 11.5kg washing machine. I dumped all my clothes + mom and brother in it and as usual, all I need to do is press the start button.. the water fill in and it do the washing.. fine.. but.... but.... it never stop washing.. even till it supposed to stop and drain the water and spinning.. The full cycle took about 1 hour to complete and it keep on washing and.. worst part it rinse out the water. It scare me.. seriously I am scared to see that. My mom asked me what happen? I said I don't know.... and she kept on going on and on on what should be done and the fact is she just want to tell me the washing machine is done.. we need to get a new one. Without I realised.. I raised my voice coz she is non stop talking about it. I was like.. it's malfunction and we have to throw it away!! She asked a person who sell an electric appliances if she is able to get it fix but that guy told her it would be best if we buy a new one instead getting it repair. Reason, the cost gonna be the same as brand new. I told mom... maybe perhaps we need to get 7.5kg coz it cost a lot cheaper and Pn Sharifah replied " How are we going to wash our comforter? " and she stick to get 11.5kg or bigger load! *aiyokkkk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car started acting funny when I try to started it. It will makes squicky sounds from the alarm. I find it amusing until one fine sunny day after working hours, it just died. I can't start it and from that moment I knew it is a battery problem. I have to called Zaza to rescue me. Thanks to him. Once I spent RM350 to replace the battery and fix the coil, my honk acting funny. It honk non stop! I am so humiliated to drive a car which non stop honking like I had dozens of Red Wine within 2 hours?! A funny part when I saw a guy was trying to across the street and the car honked by itself to him. He was jumping off his feet thinking I did that.. BUT I WASN'T... *crying.* I went back home and told mom about the event we both had a good laughs until the next day...  I went to the accessories shop and get it removed. That gonna cost me RM450. I skip doing that first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car don't wait much further in due to acting once again. After I sent Guzz ( ahem2 )  back to his hotel.. I feel so happy and excited. I called Zed and we are ready to go out and have a drink.Guess what? The tempreture raised to the max! * crying * but I was lucky to be able to stop at Petronas near to the Tesco, Ampang. I checked and the water level was very low. I fill in the coolen and some water and wait for 30 mins. Zed come to rescue. To my surprised, it did not help to cool down the car. For that, I have to leave my car by the road side nearby to my house. I collect the car the next day and sent it over to our family mechanic. He explained that I need to change my water pumped coz it's already leaking, plus I have to change my damper, plus I have to change the whole set of belts and change the engine oil ( I want to do it next month.. coz it was not due yet ) and the whole total goes up to RM1200. I am damn fucking broke this month...!!!! Thanks to Rosie and Zed for lending me some money to get my car out from the garage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My salary was not credited to my account as expected due to, they wrongly get the address and bank it in. The company who pays me did it from Singapore. :( I am so pissed and feeling so hopeless. The company that I attached with can't say much other than apologised but look at me.. I am FUCKING POOR already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add more pain to the wound, my tenant at my place in Shah Alam called and informed that the door nob is not functioning, TV malfunction, toilet flush broken.. and lights spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ON EARTH EVERYTHING HAS TO HAPPEN IN THE SAME MONTH?!! Owh My Gucci!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so stressed when it comes to RM... but I have to take a deep breath and relax.. poised and smile no matter what happen. My sucks life still goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-4947463492762051997?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/4947463492762051997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=4947463492762051997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4947463492762051997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/4947463492762051997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/february-is-totally-disaster-month-for.html' title='February  is totally a disaster month for me anhd I AM STRESS!'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-496684491853252979</id><published>2011-02-03T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:24:02.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><title type='text'>Cooking with your heart &amp; soul :  Baked Macaroni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq6YyRlqsI/AAAAAAAAFYU/QSlHvmqBvV8/s1600/IMG_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq6YyRlqsI/AAAAAAAAFYU/QSlHvmqBvV8/s320/IMG_1442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569468824172210882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dreadful hungry and there is nothing left in the kitchen except for Sambal Sardine balance from lunch. I used it and prepare my self some baked Macaroni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups or Marcaroni&lt;br /&gt;6 prawns - remove the skin and also the vein&lt;br /&gt;3 sticks of hot dogs&lt;br /&gt;some tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;some carrots ( shredded )&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs chicken curry powder&lt;br /&gt;black pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;some salt&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Since I already have the sambal, what I need to do is to modified it to make it a sauce for the pasta. hehehe I mashed the Sardine and add on all other ingredients and add the prawn 3 mins before everything cooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Put enough water into your pot, put in some salt and cook your Macaroni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Drained all the water after it is cooked and mixed it with the sauce and put in some parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Beat 2 eggs and pour onto your pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Baked in 250 degree for 30 mins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-496684491853252979?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/496684491853252979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=496684491853252979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/496684491853252979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/496684491853252979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/cooking-with-your-heart-soul-baked.html' title='Cooking with your heart &amp; soul :  Baked Macaroni'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq6YyRlqsI/AAAAAAAAFYU/QSlHvmqBvV8/s72-c/IMG_1442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6412461457636461323</id><published>2011-02-03T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:09:34.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Visiting cutie Baby Jasmin Shakirova</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq3E7ddYbI/AAAAAAAAFYM/1dlVA-ncHbs/s1600/IMG_1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq3E7ddYbI/AAAAAAAAFYM/1dlVA-ncHbs/s320/IMG_1441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569465184505651634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've promised many many times to Farah &amp;amp; Oskar to pay a visit to them, but due to the fact that I am superly busy with works and my life, I keep on skipping and reschedule it. I feel bad! Seriously I am. I made another appointment with Farah to pay her a visit and this time, Baby Jasmin is already 5 months old. I get her a dress and it was so so cute. It has few tiers and was made of thin smooth denim. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pay them a visit, as usual, Farah &amp;amp; Oskar was so happy to see me. I brought along my mom and brother. The couple met my family before and they have came to breakfasting to my place for almost every year :). Farah prepared me my favourite Russian dumplings. :D Thank you dear! I was worried, the dress that I bought for Jasmin wont fit her, but it fits her well :D so well she look soooooooo cute in it! Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was a first time for my mom to go to Oskar and Farah's house, Oskar took my mom for tour. :) my mom was pretty delighted. She likes the house ( hmmm I am planning to buy a unit there.. pray for me ok.. that I will be able to get it by next year )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our time until 10.30 and it is way too late to stay a bit longer.. according to "old people" it is not good to stay at someone's house with baby for wee hours. We made a move and Baby Jasmin is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh.. she cried when I give her a kiss. hahahaha I don't know if I scared her off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6412461457636461323?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6412461457636461323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6412461457636461323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6412461457636461323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6412461457636461323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/visiting-cutie-baby-jasmin-shakirova.html' title='Visiting cutie Baby Jasmin Shakirova'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq3E7ddYbI/AAAAAAAAFYM/1dlVA-ncHbs/s72-c/IMG_1441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-663631613261763587</id><published>2011-02-03T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:57:17.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><title type='text'>Cooking with your heart &amp; soul : THE Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq0KfbpPYI/AAAAAAAAFYE/Y_fwy8puWQ4/s1600/IMG_1438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq0KfbpPYI/AAAAAAAAFYE/Y_fwy8puWQ4/s320/IMG_1438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569461981526179202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of greens ( you can use any type of greens you like... rocket, salad leave or butterhead etc ) in this case i m using normal salad leaves&lt;br /&gt;tomatoes ( cut into wedges )&lt;br /&gt;some onions&lt;br /&gt;parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;Crutton ( i use normal white flat bread instead of french baguette.. you can use any kind of bread you like.. drizzle with some olive oil n grill till it is brown and crispy )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vinegrette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs yellow mustard&lt;br /&gt;6 tbs extra virgin olive oil&lt;br /&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;1/2 lime&lt;br /&gt;apple cider&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tbs honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) mix all the vinegrette well and add on all your other ingredients. Toss it well and voila it is ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-663631613261763587?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/663631613261763587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=663631613261763587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/663631613261763587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/663631613261763587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/cooking-with-your-heart-soul-salad.html' title='Cooking with your heart &amp; soul : THE Salad'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUq0KfbpPYI/AAAAAAAAFYE/Y_fwy8puWQ4/s72-c/IMG_1438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-2957643582591750385</id><published>2011-02-03T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:39:53.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><title type='text'>Cooking with your Heart &amp; Soul : Parmesan Mash Potato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUqv-bpxEuI/AAAAAAAAFX0/-1mciCa4_Fw/s1600/IMG_1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUqv-bpxEuI/AAAAAAAAFX0/-1mciCa4_Fw/s320/IMG_1436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569457376306729698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 potatoes peeled and wash and cut into chunky size ( in order to make your work easy to mash it up )&lt;br /&gt;some spring onion&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of milk&lt;br /&gt;some butter&lt;br /&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very simple recipe that my cat can do it ( ha?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You can either boiled or steam the potatoes for 20-30 mins or less depending on how big your potatoes are and how chunky size you cut it. I choose to steam it&lt;br /&gt;2) Once you potatoes steamed, put it in a large bowl, start to mash it... and in between, add some butter.. while it still hot, in which, you'll see your potato will starts to fluff... add the milk bit by bit together with salt n pepper... add a little more bit of butter and keep on mashing n mixing your potatoes&lt;br /&gt;3) add in your parmesan cheese and spring onion... be generous with your parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;4) voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i didnt use cream or yogurt to this mash... you can use cream to have more smooth texture and if you decided to use cream, lessen the quantity of your milk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the photo didnt look good at all.. i know. n that is my bad! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-2957643582591750385?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/2957643582591750385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=2957643582591750385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2957643582591750385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/2957643582591750385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/02/cooking-with-your-heart-soul-parmesan.html' title='Cooking with your Heart &amp; Soul : Parmesan Mash Potato'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TUqv-bpxEuI/AAAAAAAAFX0/-1mciCa4_Fw/s72-c/IMG_1436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-5210310789056495876</id><published>2011-01-23T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T01:59:50.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Owh dear... I've been abandon my blog for awhile. 1 good reason is I simply has nothing much to tell and another reason I could possibly give is I am lazy. LOL!!There will be few recipes I will post soon and hmmm there are few articles pending to be completed and finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my updates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've written much earlier.. I'm now starts working at my new place.. bumped into my old colleagues and managers. All of them were happy to see me.. and some were surprised and most of them said " I heard you are coming back ". When I said some.. it merely means the entire previous department that I worked at. hahaha at some point I felt like a celebrity.. *yikes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am happy to be there again.. but to spoil the happiness, there is no more parking available to the staff. Be it the contractors or permanent. Everyone are struggle to get a spot. I went to the admin known as Abang A, he informed me that the parking lot are all taken up.. I also heard from the staffs that the parking lot that they have will be taken over by KLCC development company. They might or will build a new building there. So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a public transport - LRT for 2 days in a row. One good thing taking the LRT is that, I can walk more ( not really appealing right? just making myself feel good...seriously.. I hate to walk too much.. ).. and when I go home, I can walked to my gym at Menara Kenanga in Jalan Sultan Ismail and hop to the Monorail and change the train to go home. The cost spend I think more than I drove or similarly to driving to the office. Time, not really good. I mean I have to spend 45 mins to get to the office whereby when I drives, it takes me 20-30 mins to get to the office. Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I parked my car at Jalan Stonor instead and I have to walk 5 mins away from office and to go to the gym, I have to drive to Jalan Sultan Ismail. Too far for me to walk back to the car and pretty dangerous after 7pm. The parking is pretty dark after that and not many motorist passes by.. I'm afraid I will be mugged then. Another spot to park the car is somewhere near to the KLCC mosque. I declined due to the fact that Jett's friend was once mugged. Both of his friend have stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing to be in KL is, I am closed to almost all of my friends. It is pretty easy to asked anyone to go out for lunch.. hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job itself is much simpler and easier than I thought. In my previous company, I have to support both Servers and Human being. But at current place, all I have to deal with is human. Users with problem. The team is pretty large and specify. People who did external messaging ( routing ), servers admin, the admin, the collaboration team and my team Notes Client Support. We have another supporting team in the US and Curitiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get my Black Berry soon and I am pretty disappointed when I was told I will be getting Black Berry curve instead of Torch! Life is a bitch anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about family, there is nothing much happening, except that Danish is getting more and more notty ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more stuff at home seems to has spoilt, vacuum cleaner and latest WASHING MACHINE... that is tragic. I might need to get an expert to repair it soon. The computerised washing machine seems having a problem to rinse, to spin and to wash.. so it wash for 60 mins and at the same time drained out all the water?! I have piles of unattended clothes now :( Washing by hand is no no to me.. I am lame at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are doing pretty normal and fine except for someone whom I closed to. I asked her to go out with a group of friends which we always go out with. To my surprised, she said, she don't want to waste her time with them which makes me a little bit upset with her statement. She used to be closed to them and how can you said as such. To me, that is very mean thing to say. I know she has been going out with her new clubbing friends, but she should not abandon the old friends. Well perhaps, sometimes friend are just being one. They are not meant to be a good friend after all although, I was the person for her to lend my ear and shoulder to cry. But that's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-5210310789056495876?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/5210310789056495876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=5210310789056495876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5210310789056495876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/5210310789056495876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-3348193444729286297</id><published>2011-01-14T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T02:55:20.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Has Your Horoscope Changed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TTCb_ytFvII/AAAAAAAAFXo/FNJ84PKkTHw/s1600/zodiacwh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TTCb_ytFvII/AAAAAAAAFXo/FNJ84PKkTHw/s320/zodiacwh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562117060047518850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By Claudine Zap ; YAHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fans of the Zodiac have been bombarded with the &lt;a href="http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/2011/01/ophiuchus-new-zodiac-sign-dates-and-your-real-astrological-sign.html" rel="nofollow"&gt; unsettling news&lt;/a&gt; that their astrological sign may not be what they thought.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The horror of switching from Gemini to Taurus had people rushing to the Web for answers, sending searches for "&lt;a href="http://search.yahoo.com/search?p=zodiac+signs&amp;amp;cs=bz&amp;amp;fr=buzz" rel="nofollow"&gt;zodiac signs&lt;/a&gt;" into the stratosphere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So has your sign changed? &lt;a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/Science/2011/0113/New-zodiac-sign-Ophiuchus-Why-astrology-is-even-sillier-than-we-thought" rel="nofollow"&gt; Probably not&lt;/a&gt;. But it all depends on what kind of astrology you follow. Let us explain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It may come as a surprise that there are different branches of astrology. A main Eastern form, for example, called &lt;a href="http://search.yahoo.com/search?p=Sidereal&amp;amp;cs=bz&amp;amp;fr=buzz" rel="nofollow"&gt;Sidereal&lt;/a&gt; astrology, looks to the background stars, those famous constellations, as its guide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Western astrology -- which uses the &lt;a href="http://search.yahoo.com/search?p=tropical+zodiac&amp;amp;cs=bz&amp;amp;fr=buzz" rel="nofollow"&gt; zodiac&lt;/a&gt; -- has its signs fixed to the seasons. Most Westerners, and all those horoscope pages we eagerly check, go by the zodiac. These signs follow what early astrologers called star signs, whose reference points are the tropics that form a ring around the earth. The zodiac is based on our relationship to the sun, not the stars.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The back story: About 2,000 years ago, the astrological signs and the astronomical ones were the same. But not anymore. The locations of the signs are based on the sun's location on the first day of spring. That location in the sky has &lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/strangenews/etc/horoscope-2011-astrology-sign.html" rel="nofollow"&gt; slowly drifted westward&lt;/a&gt; because of something called "precession" -- the earth continually wobbles (a scientific term for a slight motion) every 26,000 years. Since the constellations were first identified, they have shifted some 30 degrees. Translation: The signs have slipped about a month westward, relative to the stars.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What this means to you: If you follow astrology that is linked to the constellations, your sign would go from say, a Gemini to a Taurus. You could even have a 13th sign, &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/astrology-controversy-zodiac-sign-wrong/story?id=12609264" rel="nofollow"&gt; Ophiuchus&lt;/a&gt;, which you may have read about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"It's a huge point of confusion for the public," says Bing Quock, assistant director of Morrison Planetarium at the &lt;a href="http://search.yahoo.com/search?p=California+Academy+of+Sciences+Morrison+Planetarium&amp;amp;cs=bz&amp;amp;fr=buzz" rel="nofollow"&gt; California Academy of Sciences&lt;/a&gt;. For those who follow  Western astrology, "astrologers are not talking about the constellations at all. When an astrologer says the sun is in a certain sign, they're talking about the sign, the location relative to the equinox. They're not talking about the location of the constellations. "&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In short, if you follow the Sidereal astrology, the Eastern branch, your sign may have shifted. (And most likely, no surprise to you at all: This news is hundreds of years old).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But for the rest of us, our horoscope, and our signs, are still the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-3348193444729286297?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/3348193444729286297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=3348193444729286297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3348193444729286297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/3348193444729286297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/01/has-your-horoscope-changed.html' title='Has Your Horoscope Changed?'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TTCb_ytFvII/AAAAAAAAFXo/FNJ84PKkTHw/s72-c/zodiacwh1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-6158539301216996971</id><published>2011-01-10T11:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:55:57.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Cameron Highlands - day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-il8HzoI/AAAAAAAAFXg/kbdrXgvz_cs/s1600/IMG_1423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-il8HzoI/AAAAAAAAFXg/kbdrXgvz_cs/s320/IMG_1423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395822707232386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had a good sleep and rest, I woke up at 4.30am ( that's normal.. for pee pee ) and I continued resting under my thick duvet :) and woke up at 7am. :) Everyone wakes up too and makes a lot of noise then.  Everyone is getting ready to go out this time. :) While waiting for everyone to get ready, I made myself hot coffee and ate remaining Sambal Sardine left yesterday and have it with bread. :) Sedap ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had chats with Win, Sally, Kori, Sanny and Ellie and they plan to go to the Boh Plantations once again. I am OK with that.. but seriously to me... I went there a day before and hmm I think that would be good enough tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-ie7CDhI/AAAAAAAAFXY/0_IXhLE97io/s1600/PICT6682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-ie7CDhI/AAAAAAAAFXY/0_IXhLE97io/s320/PICT6682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395820823612946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then left our Apartment at 11am to have Brunch. The food was OK OK. Nothing much to boast about. :) Most of us had Nasi Ayam and some of them had Nasi Campur. :) No biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to drive once again to the narrow strip of road on our way to the Boh Plantation's. Once we passed the security guard post this time, we saw a quarters of the Plantation's worker and it was cute. The wind blows pretty strong this time and I love the weather completely. How I wish KL has the same windy chilly temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-iD7gwPI/AAAAAAAAFXQ/LPJrZWsvWFs/s1600/PICT6692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-iD7gwPI/AAAAAAAAFXQ/LPJrZWsvWFs/s320/PICT6692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395813577867506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We snapped more photos over there and guess what? I bumped into my friend.. Iza and her family. We had a quick catch up and she is expected to fly to Sydney to accompany her sister who will do her degree in Architecture. :) Have fun dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, we went to the Veg market located somewhere near to the Equatorial Hotel.The place was rather busy. SOoo many cars parked along side the busy street. This time, I parked my car right inside the white line. I don't want and need anymore ticket. Enough OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-h7OPZTI/AAAAAAAAFXI/X9EvpKFsNPI/s1600/IMG_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-h7OPZTI/AAAAAAAAFXI/X9EvpKFsNPI/s320/IMG_1429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395811240502578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The veg of course cheap. Imagine Gobeh ( kubis - CABBAGE ) cost at RM10 for 3 of them. I bought only one coz before I left I told my mom that I can buy 3 round cabbage for RM10 and Pn Sharifah said.. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH LOADS OF THEM?? in away true enough eh? So I get only 1 GOBEH, KAILAN, Strawberries, BROCCOLI ( nyum nyum ) and I cant remember what else I bought.. but not too much. Thinking it would be a waste to keep them for too long anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once done with shopping, we went to Rajoo again to have the scones ( BOLEH?!! ) while Korie, Win and their another friend thought of going to the Veg farm.. we skip to that idea. We sat down.. and enjoy the sconces served before we went back home to KL. The temperature is going down again and it was drizzling..  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-GiP8mXI/AAAAAAAAFXA/fGZTcA80OTw/s1600/PICT6668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-GiP8mXI/AAAAAAAAFXA/fGZTcA80OTw/s320/PICT6668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395340680305010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down from Cameron by Simpang Pulai Route is rather tiring.. to many corners and stiff corners and I am tired to have to stay alert and keep on manoeuvrings my steering. It takes about  1 hour plus to get down and mind some slow cars who non stop breaking their cars for no reason ( IDIOT ). I told the girls, Ellie and Sally to put on their seat belt. heheheh I don't want any casualties during the cornering and turning ride.. woohoo.. at times I felt like roller-coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-GRp3BGI/AAAAAAAAFW4/AMNRE0mBttY/s1600/PICT6697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-GRp3BGI/AAAAAAAAFW4/AMNRE0mBttY/s320/PICT6697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395336225588322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached the exit to the highway back to the KL I feel so relieved and happy about it. The journey to KL took us 2 hours. On my way back.. I was thinking to join my mom for a wedding at Dewan Perdana Felda or I should Skip it. I was pretty tired anyway. I called her up and mom asked me " DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR ENERGY? If you are tired then you don't have to go! " I go for that Option which is NOT GOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached home, my mom asked me what have I bought and she saw it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Sharifah: Beli gobeh 1 bijik ja? Awat tak beli 3 bijik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You cakap beli banyak2 buat apa? sat lagi sapa nak makan!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Sharifah: Kalau beli 2 bijik lagi.. boleh bagi orang sebelah sebiji,... adik hang sebijik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Amik jer la Strawberry tuh.. I beli 4 packet.. amik la sorang sepeket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-GBbInCI/AAAAAAAAFWw/A_UnvxTKC9w/s1600/IMG_1415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-GBbInCI/AAAAAAAAFWw/A_UnvxTKC9w/s320/IMG_1415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395331868859426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to get fridge magnet to my friends but it was painted awfully and SANGAT TAK CANTIK OK! :( and I didn't buy much anyway..  but one thing for sure.. I will come back to Cameron Highlands probably with mom and Kie.. just to hang out and relax... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-F0N0oUI/AAAAAAAAFWo/Mu4IKIroNzI/s1600/PICT6705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-F0N0oUI/AAAAAAAAFWo/Mu4IKIroNzI/s320/PICT6705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395328323363138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-FoHgklI/AAAAAAAAFWg/0CDP2uSO42s/s1600/IMG_1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-FoHgklI/AAAAAAAAFWg/0CDP2uSO42s/s320/IMG_1424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395325075657298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13216476-6158539301216996971?l=shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/feeds/6158539301216996971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13216476&amp;postID=6158539301216996971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6158539301216996971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13216476/posts/default/6158539301216996971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopaholicsinful.blogspot.com/2011/01/cameron-highlands-day-2.html' title='Cameron Highlands - day 2'/><author><name>Shopaholic_Sinful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448562489900814852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.characterbears.co.uk/productimages/display/SS-image-2006-12-14-45815adabb198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSp-il8HzoI/AAAAAAAAFXg/kbdrXgvz_cs/s72-c/IMG_1423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13216476.post-774790704232652633</id><published>2011-01-10T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:28:23.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Cameron Highlands - day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSpzmOrmIGI/AAAAAAAAFWY/qul4ETIe95U/s1600/PICT6663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LH87RG2Mip4/TSpzmOrmIGI/AAAAAAAAFWY/qul4ETIe95U/s320/PICT6663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560383790555471970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious Scones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left KL at 10am and reached Tapah exit at around 12.30pm. We starts to climb up the hill and the road is rather in bad condition, slim and lots of sharp turns. What makes it worst when big lorries passes and I do felt a bit eerie to drive up. I was feeling a bit agitated when I saw my fuel tank went from full to half when we starts to climb up. I pray that there will be a Petrol Station up there.. It takes about 45 mins from Lata Iskandar to go up to Tanah Rata when I first top-up the fuel. We all had lunch at Tanah Rata and proceed to check-in at Strawberry Park located in Brinchang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGr
