<?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-6308022659335113022</id><updated>2011-07-14T01:04:16.230-07:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='green'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Accomplishment'/><category term='Motivation'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Dinner'/><category term='List'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='vincent'/><category term='100 things'/><category term='lizard'/><category term='Fair'/><title type='text'>The 101 of Nileen</title><subtitle type='html'>Nileen's Journey - Something to bitch about</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-8492718272711546694</id><published>2011-07-14T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T01:04:16.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my beautiful Claral</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;A very pretty princess of mine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ztj9Cx487ok/Th6i-_1z17I/AAAAAAAAAGM/_N-W_jv8Xtw/PhotoShake.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-8492718272711546694?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8492718272711546694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-beautiful-claral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/8492718272711546694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/8492718272711546694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-beautiful-claral.html' title='my beautiful Claral'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ztj9Cx487ok/Th6i-_1z17I/AAAAAAAAAGM/_N-W_jv8Xtw/s72-c/PhotoShake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-2815787307919487713</id><published>2010-08-19T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:48:12.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird in a cage</title><content type='html'>I have chosen this n it feels Like a bird in a cage . With such an over protective cruel  n sensitive personality who controls everything of what I do .. What should I say do n practically everything beyond imagination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically filter all the stuffs in life... It's sad n sometimes I cry secretly in my heart... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't turn back time unfortunately for me.... Sadddddddddddddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-2815787307919487713?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2815787307919487713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/08/bird-in-cage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/2815787307919487713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/2815787307919487713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/08/bird-in-cage.html' title='Bird in a cage'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-5702463726816077503</id><published>2010-04-02T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:39:27.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking down memory lane</title><content type='html'>I was shopping at the mall earlier tonight and just so happens to enter a small little booth on the second floor where toys are being sold.... The typical children toys such as Barbie, Disney toys and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through all the barbies and suddenly a feeling enveloped me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young... my mom would bring us to Yoahan and boy! !!!  i love to look at all the barbies there... We do not have much disposable income so our joy was to look and admire at all the toys... My mom knew we girls love such Barbies and despite the tight savings our family has my mom managed to save up to buy a simple Barbie for me costing 20 over. It was really expensive back in 1992...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overjoyed with my new Barbie that my mom bought it for me and my sisters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel so emotional that today I could not buy all the stuffs that my mom always wanted as she is not with us anymore.. It hurts me that I could not have the mother daughter conversation, the afternoon shopping and tea and the grocery shopping with her anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling burns me and I really miss it so much... How I wish my mom did not suffered from cancer... I wish my mom is still here with us and I wish for her presence.... I really really miss my mom so much and all those things that reminded me of her make me so sad every time..and every time i think of my mom and those times we spent together .. i cry in my heart silently to hide it from everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears for her now is useless but Her last tears before her final breath is priceless... Thank god she was able to listen to my last words and she could only respond to me by her tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy I miss you so much and I really miss you around even though I am in my twenties but i just need you around in my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-5702463726816077503?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5702463726816077503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5702463726816077503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5702463726816077503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-down-memory-lane.html' title='Walking down memory lane'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-5419883025510343282</id><published>2010-03-30T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:28:17.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of life</title><content type='html'>Life is full of drama, envy, jealousy, happiness, laughter - good or bad  - n some events which are beyond imagination.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always a quiet person and I seldom talk those bad habits of people... Their bad character, attitude and worst of all disgusted gossiping mouth.... Come on... Why spent our life gossiping bad things about others or whatever they do...thus creating rumours....  Why can't they look on the positive of everything and not on the bad past events... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone deserve a chance to be themselves or is it that our society doesn't like people to be themselves and assumed judgement be given on them.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it fair.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career.... Some stupid disgusting people abuse their power from their job on everday life events so that others would fear n respect them... Bullshit.. It's only a god damn job... After work... He would just be a normal person regardless his career position as a civil servant.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind your mouth disgusting people.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we might not get everything we want in life.... Whatever others have or do.. We just share their experience n happiness with them... What we have they might not have..... Why create or dwell on such jealousy or feel envious...if you can't have something don go round creating rumours about it ... Adding salt to the wound... Who is the dramatic one .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind the words... Those words might affect a person's life in future even worse destroy it....&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/6308022659335113022-5419883025510343282?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5419883025510343282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/03/words-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5419883025510343282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5419883025510343282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/03/words-of-life.html' title='Words of life'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-290594462278088314</id><published>2010-03-29T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T06:27:48.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/S7CojXxwCWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A8jDVr2ayHg/s1600/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;IN LOVING MEMORY &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy recently just passed and it was one of the most saddest moments  of my life... Imiss her so much and luckily I had make her really happy  all these years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her smile, Her ways of looking after me..  her endless patience care for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am only left with  memories of her ..... Only memories and pictures is left behind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  miss my mum and I love her so much.... I don't know what to do if Im in  need of my mom.... She is always there when I needed her..... Her  support, care, understanding and endless love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest love  in life is a Mother's Love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be greatly missed.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/S7CojXxwCWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A8jDVr2ayHg/s1600/IMG_0323.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/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/S7CojXxwCWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A8jDVr2ayHg/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454044474377242978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/S7CojXxwCWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A8jDVr2ayHg/s1600/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-290594462278088314?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/290594462278088314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-loving-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/290594462278088314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/290594462278088314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/S7CojXxwCWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A8jDVr2ayHg/s72-c/IMG_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-8533569720394896248</id><published>2010-02-21T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:21:21.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Tiger Lunar Year</title><content type='html'>New year with many events and happenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been away for sooooooo long that I f=actually forgot I have a blog to be updated. It has been a roller coaster ride.. With my commitment to a relationship, career and major investment in ACCA course. Its tough studying and working at the same time.. Man I don't know where I get the energy from anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition too.. Hahhahahah.. My other Part time job as a tuition for Principles of Accounting.. I just love to make people smart and expert in accounting. What can I say.. My passion for accounting... No one can top that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Chinese New Year is not as busy as before but its still good catching up with genuine old friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up Soon Peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-8533569720394896248?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8533569720394896248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-tiger-lunar-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/8533569720394896248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/8533569720394896248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-tiger-lunar-year.html' title='Year of the Tiger Lunar Year'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-7976343051602456269</id><published>2009-12-01T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:55:56.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SomTum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OOOOO... I love papaya salad so much.. Never taste anything better than a spicy, sour and tasty papaya salad with cabbage, tomatoes and peanuts all married together.. Oooshhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just came back from my Thailand trip and I have the most mouth watering Somtum ever in my life. With only 60 baht for a classy somtum or a 25 baht roadside somtum. Both taste ever the best.. Gosh I cant wait to go for my next meal in Thailand again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Shopping is so much fun there and you should have seen the mall.. All are connected with a overhead bridge which makes walking from mall to mall so much convenient and easy access.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Will post more pics and stories of Thailand wihtin the next few weeks hopefully..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nileen signing out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-7976343051602456269?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7976343051602456269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/12/somtum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/7976343051602456269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/7976343051602456269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/12/somtum.html' title='SomTum'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-1231175476365134111</id><published>2009-11-30T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:37:12.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Online Buyer</title><content type='html'>Popularity of online transaction of 2nd hand goods is one of the best way to sell off any of our stuffs which could reach a wider buyer range compare to any other from of advertisement. It is also a good way of small profit making business to buy and sell such deals offered by people who needs cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I came across one most stupid idiotic buyer in my whole life. Kelv sold off a Sony Vaio which he bought through Brudirect. He manage to profit it off to a guy who works in JPA. The lappy is in excellent condition without a scratch with 11 months of warranty left from a local computer firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lappy was sold to the JPA guy. We thought another deal sealed but who knows this stupid idiotic JPA guy accused us for stealing the lappy and that we are selling stolen goods. Fuck man. Who in the world would sell a stolen laptop with the warranty card still valids with the full box, casing and all receipts right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this idiotic JPA guy keep calling wanting to know how the lappy was passed through. We have the right not to disclose how much we got it from the original buyer and the profit we made right. This is a money making business. This idiotic guy called me and I try to convinve him that its not and he still does not believes me. Fucking Shit fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then send me a text, wanting my full name and details so that he can report to the police and to be certain that the lappy is not stolen. STUPID! He even went to the extend to contact the 1st owner of the laptop to confirm and found out how much it was sold for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not such fool to give that ill-mannered idiotic guy my full name plus the lappy is already sold to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on. If such good deal of a new laptop which is barely used by the first owner and it is only 2 weeks old why cause so much trouble to find out so many things about the history of the laptop when the warranty is still valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. How in this world are there such stupid person. I argued with that idiotic guy for almost an hour and I made him feel so guilty of his accusation and my time explaining its not a stolen product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the hell would such a ministry employ such idiotic person who bought a 2nd hand brand new Sony Vaio with the highest specs wanting to show it off by telling people its not a 2nd hand Sony and also who wanted to bring me to the Police for verification that it is not a stolen Lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeopordise his career my ass. Fucking Stupid Asshole...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-1231175476365134111?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1231175476365134111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-online-buyer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1231175476365134111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1231175476365134111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-online-buyer.html' title='Stupid Online Buyer'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-3739487592289472166</id><published>2009-10-07T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T05:52:27.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sis trip to Brunei with Y Bin</title><content type='html'>Me with Alien.. Cute little naughty pug... He is one of a hell a super hyper active puppy who loves to bite me... well must be too damn spoilt by the owner ... All and all I still love love love ♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGCByzzzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I55vSdpczJo/s1600-h/DSCF5579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGCByzzzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I55vSdpczJo/s320/DSCF5579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389830223455047474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and her bf trip to Brunei and guess what they ended up doing in Empire Hotel.. Strangling each other because of a piece of chicken that my sister ate.. Hahahhah .. Nah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were just fooling around doing funny poses and actions ... to create attention I presumed... But it was a good night out with BBQ Dinner at Pantai Restaurant... Thanks to Kelv for that.. Kisses to Kelv for being a nice guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGBWJLROI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qIIQKrJWpU4/s1600-h/DSCF5481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGBWJLROI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qIIQKrJWpU4/s320/DSCF5481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389830211737699554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGA-Daf9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/F2M4elqxUTc/s1600-h/DSCF5472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGA-Daf9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/F2M4elqxUTc/s320/DSCF5472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389830205271080914" 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/6308022659335113022-3739487592289472166?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3739487592289472166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/10/sis-trip-to-brunei-with-y-bin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/3739487592289472166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/3739487592289472166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/10/sis-trip-to-brunei-with-y-bin.html' title='Sis trip to Brunei with Y Bin'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsyGCByzzzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I55vSdpczJo/s72-c/DSCF5579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-8997473912736096403</id><published>2009-09-28T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:35:41.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast and Furious</title><content type='html'>Its has been a realllll LONGGG time since I have made some entries in my blog. I just paid for using high internet unlimited access internet and I would able to make more entries here than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dial up is slow and after switching to high internet speed.. Wow... The speed is incredible when page browsers are being browsed or loaded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More stuuffffs to be added..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-8997473912736096403?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8997473912736096403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/09/fast-and-furious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/8997473912736096403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/8997473912736096403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/09/fast-and-furious.html' title='Fast and Furious'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-7723914375442583623</id><published>2009-08-11T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:09:18.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steam Prok Ribs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SoFol2SQw-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/WuW5vgRp54w/s1600-h/211080491_2903abd6f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SoFol2SQw-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/WuW5vgRp54w/s320/211080491_2903abd6f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368687230238901218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down in Chempaka last Saturday night with my buddy Kelv for supper and tiger tea. Kelv and Tiong ordered a plate of pork ribs which tasted just like the dim sum kind that's being cooked except that it was a bit more spicy with the chillies on top of it. GOSH!!! It was so YUMMY. I had the whole plate of it and boy!, you should have seen me finishing the whole plate of pork ribs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so craving for it rightnow. So I decided to look up the recipe for it through the internet and I found out that it was a simple dish to actually prepare. I am planning to go shopping for the ingredients soon and I can have all the delicious yummy pork ribs I can. If I  can make it really good, then my friends would be able to taste my new craving dish of steam spicy pork ribs soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talking about it makes me hungry for more pork ribs......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-7723914375442583623?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7723914375442583623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/08/steam-prok-ribs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/7723914375442583623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/7723914375442583623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/08/steam-prok-ribs.html' title='Steam Prok Ribs'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SoFol2SQw-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/WuW5vgRp54w/s72-c/211080491_2903abd6f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-9190795291538500404</id><published>2009-07-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T06:49:38.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fen &amp; Hung Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Fen and Hung, my dearest sisters both celebrated their birthday at Pines Restaurant - Korean Cuisine. It was an amazing as all of us were present during that night. We had good food and many crazy picture taking.. as usual....  The July Birthday Gals. HAPPY BIRTHDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hung &amp;amp; Fen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLdFXKl7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tlxTOhiO16E/s1600-h/IMG_1738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLdFXKl7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tlxTOhiO16E/s320/IMG_1738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362392375598159794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HeadShots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH,Wern,Yan&lt;br /&gt;Keiko,Chieko,Nee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLc-LNLqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rh_llf6s2MI/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLc-LNLqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rh_llf6s2MI/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362392373668949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Groupies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLcUAj_PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zhuxdKlIv74/s1600-h/IMG_1760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLcUAj_PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zhuxdKlIv74/s320/IMG_1760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362392362350017778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;VIP Guest - Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLcI7I3PI/AAAAAAAAADs/S_ap-wpDfoM/s1600-h/IMG_1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLcI7I3PI/AAAAAAAAADs/S_ap-wpDfoM/s320/IMG_1705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362392359374478578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dinner Served&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLb8_c2CI/AAAAAAAAADk/rzSGTIjD6rs/s1600-h/IMG_1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLb8_c2CI/AAAAAAAAADk/rzSGTIjD6rs/s320/IMG_1711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362392356171339810" 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/6308022659335113022-9190795291538500404?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/9190795291538500404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/fen-hung-birthday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/9190795291538500404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/9190795291538500404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/fen-hung-birthday-celebration.html' title='Fen &amp; Hung Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SmsLdFXKl7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tlxTOhiO16E/s72-c/IMG_1738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-5765486557369631593</id><published>2009-07-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:32:32.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Core Value</title><content type='html'>Being a very inquisitive gal who loves great adventure and who would not pass on any chance when there is something going on makes me ended up in one of the most unforgettable experience in the world. If you know what I am talking about .. YES.. ITS CV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my couin Keong first told me about CV, th first thing that came into my head was Curriculum Vitae.. and It was not that.. It was Core Value.. A Value Based Leadership course.. It was one of the those challenging courses which helps to guide us into the right path that our hearts desire and what our intentions of LIFe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Life changing experience for all my CV classmate.. I felt I was the only one there full of energy and hyperactively happy and content. Some of them had hard feeling to share which ended all of us in tears with their hardship, experiences and hard times in life. A wide eye opener for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to meet so many nice people.. Actually people whom I classifies under my TEN... MY TEN energy friends who uplifts me every now and them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mentor, Linda Chandler is a one hell of a superb, fantastic, humorous, emphathy and sweet lady. You name it all. A very motivating person and YES... I ♥ her. She is so good in her field and boy.. she knows my life board well... lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SlyIap105XI/AAAAAAAAADc/9Nnmf5aAPVA/s1600-h/6540_97353283545_527393545_2137907_4541716_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SlyIap105XI/AAAAAAAAADc/9Nnmf5aAPVA/s320/6540_97353283545_527393545_2137907_4541716_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358307648153642354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SlyIadF3TCI/AAAAAAAAADU/5uIsSki3yrk/s1600-h/cv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SlyIadF3TCI/AAAAAAAAADU/5uIsSki3yrk/s320/cv1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358307644731247650" 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/6308022659335113022-5765486557369631593?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5765486557369631593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/core-value.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5765486557369631593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5765486557369631593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/core-value.html' title='Core Value'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SlyIap105XI/AAAAAAAAADc/9Nnmf5aAPVA/s72-c/6540_97353283545_527393545_2137907_4541716_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-2177456380725962181</id><published>2009-07-01T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:03:28.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>The heat of viruses are everywhere.. People are scared and to make things better and with a better and nicer atmospheric environment I have included some pictures of swine flu which I came across in an email... I was in fits of laughter and it brought a smile to my face of good  "Sesame Street" memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Miss Piggy and Kermit ... What A Happy Couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SktOjX6guhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7Ylk2AF7qJA/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SktOjX6guhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7Ylk2AF7qJA/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353458951681784338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Then came the deadle diseases because of Miss Piggy - End Result of Kermit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SktOi2bfdtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Hbfu_ZKegYk/s1600-h/GetAttachment1.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SktOi2bfdtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Hbfu_ZKegYk/s320/GetAttachment1.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353458942693308114" 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/6308022659335113022-2177456380725962181?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2177456380725962181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/swine-flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/2177456380725962181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/2177456380725962181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SktOjX6guhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7Ylk2AF7qJA/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-465269147783227750</id><published>2009-06-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:45:20.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daschund</title><content type='html'>I am so happy and excited as my dear friend Eddie is going to give me a daschund pup soon. Yes, yes, yes... He just bought a 6 month old female daschund at $150 for Ah Wong - his current daschund. Hahhahah... a wife and a mate... so its gonna be so cool to have a pure breed daschund,... I am counting the days in receiving a new member in my family....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Benjy left and had gone to a better place (Heaven) so its lonely to come home without a smiling enthusiastic face waiting at the door... Now, I can look forward in receiving one very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie I do hope the production starts very soon.....  He plans to give me a pair again.. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmRsGYkI/AAAAAAAAACs/k1yiDCGHgVU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348135166248641090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmRsGYkI/AAAAAAAAACs/k1yiDCGHgVU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmJKnGTI/AAAAAAAAACk/b5YuF_Cilgo/s1600-h/e049cb8c390b88c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348135163960695090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmJKnGTI/AAAAAAAAACk/b5YuF_Cilgo/s400/e049cb8c390b88c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmBEX_4I/AAAAAAAAACc/9vNFWkKoPQs/s1600-h/bay+dash.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348135161787056002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmBEX_4I/AAAAAAAAACc/9vNFWkKoPQs/s400/bay+dash.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sjhkl-l6exI/AAAAAAAAACU/PdIWl4U14ak/s1600-h/55d17c4f06460cfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348135161122421522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sjhkl-l6exI/AAAAAAAAACU/PdIWl4U14ak/s400/55d17c4f06460cfc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't resist the urge to include these pictures I have googled from the web...... Aren't these doggies the cutest thing in the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS.. Khern, I can't wait for u to see the new pup when ur back.. hopefully by then I have it already.... I am going to name it Kunu...   (hahahahha.... as if.. NO)&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/6308022659335113022-465269147783227750?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/465269147783227750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/daschund.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/465269147783227750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/465269147783227750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/daschund.html' title='Daschund'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SjhkmRsGYkI/AAAAAAAAACs/k1yiDCGHgVU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-1358042152107339042</id><published>2009-06-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T06:52:51.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIxed Feelings</title><content type='html'>I was looking through some stuffs and came upon some sweet nice memories which deep down I feel the emptiness despite having the fear of which I am always so afraid of.... Hahhaha.. I am not goin to elaborate whatever I am saying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a tortoise and I am always hiding in my shell. Well, this is what I am feeling now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day has passed and I still can't find which direction and route should I take.... Somehow I wish I have a guardian angel or sort to guide me and pull me out from my dreamy state of mind........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-1358042152107339042?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1358042152107339042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/mixed-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1358042152107339042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1358042152107339042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/mixed-feelings.html' title='MIxed Feelings'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-1591794401594522495</id><published>2009-06-10T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:59:49.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fair'/><title type='text'>Brunei Local Amateur Fair</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday which was on the 07th June 2009, me and the girls went to Muara Beach to celebrate Fen, Wern and Hung's Graduation... Yes, a triple threat celebration... But on that very Sunday it was a triple threat event for me as well...LOls !!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning around 10am, I went to St George's Charity Food Fair and later after noon time before our picnic I dropped by CHMS FunFair. It was a very fully booked Sunday for me which I did not come across quite as often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St George's Food Fair was a typical Bruneian Food Fair and it was my first time to step foot into St George's School... This reminds me when I was in high school where all the private schools dislike other private school students as we at that time find them very snobbish and a lot of other childish things which I don't seemed to understand why we were like that back then.. hahahahha, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway St George is so small like a horse shoe shape building of two levels and thats it. Yes.. Thats It.. OMG I seriously do not know how they contained all their students in that lot... Hahhahah.. probably the faith of God I presumed... Yes yes Yes... back to the food fair... There were all kinds of local food of assorted ranges such as rice dumplings, fried noodles, fast food, tidbits and other local pastries... The most interesting one was a stall which was selling on the spot barbeque pork meat.. Seriously..PORK..hahahahahah with the malays strolling there as well.. Such a sight not to be missed, but sadly I was not able to photogrph it as it was too crowded with people after Mass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHMS funfair was not as crowded as all those previous fairs. This year fair was more quiet and serene. Games were only a handfull and the only interesting part was me holding a can of isotonic drink on one hand and a popcorn on the other hand trying to spot my cousin who was there as well. I finished strolling the Fair in just 3 minutes.. Hahhahahaha.. That sums it all on how fun and interesting the fair was....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-1591794401594522495?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1591794401594522495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/brunei-local-amateur-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1591794401594522495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1591794401594522495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/brunei-local-amateur-fair.html' title='Brunei Local Amateur Fair'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-6379592566018387050</id><published>2009-06-09T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:17:57.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>Beach Picnic</title><content type='html'>My triple threat celebration event continues ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pastalicious.wordpress.com/"&gt;Fen&lt;/a&gt;, Keiko and I went to Muara Beach and arrived there almost 4 and the Beach was crowded with cars.. Meaning... NO PARKING... hahahahaha the parking lot was so small that I had to parked outside by the road side and walked in to NO.22 Hut of the Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a nice afternoon and the sun was not that glaring as I sat behind a beam which shields me from it.. Hahahhahah.. Sie sat right directly facing the sun's glare but it's ok for her as she is super fair unlike me... super tan... hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of food .... Courtesy from Fen, Wern and Sie... Very kind of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to take few pictures when we headed towards the sandy beach area..... Please do enjoy the few shots I have taken with my Fuji Cam... lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Beautiful Sunset of Muara Beach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W4enknyI/AAAAAAAAACI/8HPHjH9iA64/s1600-h/DSCF1448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375704771239714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W4enknyI/AAAAAAAAACI/8HPHjH9iA64/s400/DSCF1448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snapshots in Motion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W4K_F-hI/AAAAAAAAACA/8l60f7Uhf20/s1600-h/DSCF1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375699501185554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W4K_F-hI/AAAAAAAAACA/8l60f7Uhf20/s400/DSCF1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk and Stroll with the Cool Breeze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W3x8_0WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DIlM1X619xI/s1600-h/DSCF1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375692781506914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W3x8_0WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DIlM1X619xI/s400/DSCF1426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feet Colour looks Odd...   lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W311q9RI/AAAAAAAAABw/5FcBY-bzYfc/s1600-h/DSCF1449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375693824521490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W311q9RI/AAAAAAAAABw/5FcBY-bzYfc/s400/DSCF1449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-6379592566018387050?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6379592566018387050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-picnic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/6379592566018387050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/6379592566018387050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-picnic.html' title='Beach Picnic'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Si6W4enknyI/AAAAAAAAACI/8HPHjH9iA64/s72-c/DSCF1448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-1324903672031598523</id><published>2009-06-05T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:30:59.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Benjy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SioQgi1L61I/AAAAAAAAABo/aIb07miYf8E/s1600-h/ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344102059120257874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SioQgi1L61I/AAAAAAAAABo/aIb07miYf8E/s400/ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely Benjy... I love this dog so much and he is one hell of a pampered dog. But all in all he is my baby Benjy. Have you ever met a dog who doesn't really like to eat his dinner. He loves whatever we are eating and not whatever we had cooked for him. Really! This is one unique dog. Hahhahaha. Yes, Benjy always think that what we are eating is way much better than his food. Come on,... his food is always cooked specially for him everyday with a different menu from chops to beef and even a whole club sandwich which I made myself for my lunch. I actually made two servings one for me and the other for him... Eggs, cheese, raddish pickles, ham, lettuce, tomatoes and cucumber all sandwiched between two slices of wholemeal bread..... Damn! He is one hell of a King..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once cooked him a steak.. A steak which is not for dogs.... Like I said he is a pampered dog... When the steak is placed on his dish after I had grilled it to medium rare. He just sniffed and walked away.... sat in his usual place and stared at me... He gave the "it doesn't taste nice look"... I called out to him and he trotted towards me... I cut part of the steak and fed him.. He turned his head away so I got fed up and forced it into his mouth...My usual way of making him taste the food... He spat it out and looked at me with his "it doesn't taste nice look"... I waited there giving him my stare and he eventually ate it at slow pace.... This has become a routine and I honestly think that he loves this attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly Benjy was most probably poisoned to death by those authorities as he went out for his evening walk. He never came back, so I the chances of being poisoned was high. Truly I waited so many weeks and yet no sign of him..... I missed his bark, his laziness and pampered attitude. I am still hoping for his return... anticipating it but to no avail....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gracie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sin-AN4Nr_I/AAAAAAAAABg/DsqdJZGrRf8/s1600-h/hamster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344081712530698226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sin-AN4Nr_I/AAAAAAAAABg/DsqdJZGrRf8/s400/hamster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since I last had a hamster as a pet. They are the most adorable creatures ever in the world and I could not resist the temptation of posting the pictures to share. Rodents and I only mean Hamster only are adorable. I used to have like 3o over hamster at a time as the breeding got out of hand and I probably cried 10 over times each one dies at that time. Hahahhaha... The life span of more than a year and the attachment to each and everyone is so strong that I would feel so heavy-hearted when their time comes. You should have seen the graveyard of mine of hamsters. Seriously, I was that sane to have an area in my backyard for my hamsters' grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then I would miss the time whenever there is a hamster around. I actually have stopped having hamster as a pet. There was no apparent reason for that. The last hamster I had was an Algerain Dwarf hamster and boy! that hamster bites. My dog - Benjy would sit in front of the hamster cage and stared at it for hours. He was so cute, probably thinking when is the time the hamster would fill his stomach. My dear Benjy did not do anything to the hamster unless I played with it. Benjy would bark non-stop trying to bite it away from me... Hahhahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-1324903672031598523?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1324903672031598523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-loving-memory.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1324903672031598523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/1324903672031598523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SioQgi1L61I/AAAAAAAAABo/aIb07miYf8E/s72-c/ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-3241945849308947660</id><published>2009-06-04T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:52:01.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Irene's Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl's Night Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sif1PkC0GGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MeSwpIy0TtQ/s1600-h/b02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343509130620704866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sif1PkC0GGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MeSwpIy0TtQ/s320/b02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Image is blurry.. blame the drunken photgrapher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was Irene's farewell dinner as she will be leaving for Kota Kinabalu this Saturday and also going to be stationed there permanently.. sniff sniff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has come for her to choose her path of road and spent the rest of her life married to William. We are so happy for her and yet sad as well to see her leave Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at Twelv to celebrate her farewell but little did we know that Twelv was and IS an overrated restaurant. The food was OK for me as I ordered Black Pepper Rib Eye served with jacket potatoes and grilled veggies (I am being polite and courteous) . It was actually an average meal but the soup was horrible. We ordered mushroom soup which was supposedly really good. But it turns out so watery and completely taste of milk and cream with not a single mushroom taste at all. My mom would whip a better soup than a $5 petite bowl that was charged for each bowl. Perhaps a can Campbell's taste so much better at a cheaper cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nevertheless, we overlooked the soup and enjoyed the celebration farewell.... It was a good one with lots of chit chattering.. It's been so long since we last came out for dinner with everyone presents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SifuS-pTO0I/AAAAAAAAABA/Dwyle6o0CsM/s1600-h/b01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343501492719663938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SifuS-pTO0I/AAAAAAAAABA/Dwyle6o0CsM/s320/b01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posing with Style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What can I say.. Look at the happy faces of my friends enjoying their meal... Hhahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Blu digging into her chops accompanied by an icy cold peppermint lime at her side and also ...Lung ... 4 words --- finished, satisfied ..smile ..PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hhahahahah ..overall an enjoyable night to end with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Congrats to Irene on her new life with William... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Toast for a New Future&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-3241945849308947660?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3241945849308947660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/irenes-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/3241945849308947660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/3241945849308947660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/irenes-farewell.html' title='Irene&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/Sif1PkC0GGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MeSwpIy0TtQ/s72-c/b02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-5536275117891518776</id><published>2009-06-04T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:31:36.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accomplishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>The 100 List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was reading blogs and came across this list from &lt;a href="http://shadesofsabrena.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shades of Sabrina&lt;/a&gt; and read it at &lt;a href="http://www.fabulouslybroke.com/"&gt;Fabulously Broke in the City &lt;/a&gt;and it seems really interesting... There is 100 list of things which I would perhaps someday do in my life and the one in red are those which I have done in my life so far.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Again.......Need something to brighten up my day with these mini accomplishments in life... a motivation or sort....lols &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lets start........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. Started your own blog -- exactly a week ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;2. Slept under the stars... soon to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Sang in a choir... Yes and came in Third..lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Visited China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Seen a meteor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Been to Disneyland--yes yes yes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Climbed Maxwell Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Held a praying mantis --- and a stick insect as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. Sang in Public (Soon would love this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;11. Bungee jumped awww missed it as it was winter time in Macau tooo collldddd!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch... Im an art student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;15. Adopted a child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning ...Hell Yeah!! I was feeling stoned instead... Gluten's Fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France... i wish with all my might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train -- When I travelled 4 hours to Kuala Lumpur from Taiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight {Khern would know this}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;22. Hitch hiked not in this life time so far.... Plus its so dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill--i'm gonna bold and italicize this...LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort Sadly Brunei is HOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25. Held a baby pig --- It squels like helll..lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27. Run a Marathon -- Im so proud to say this I came in 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset --- Both.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;31. Hit a home run ... I don't play baseball but I was hit by the ball instead....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32. Been on a cruise .... Simon would know this very well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/span&gt; .. I assume the miniature one counts which is in Shenzhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors --- China - Yes, but actual birthplace NO.. does it count.. based on Land..YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;35. Seen a Slum community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language French. Au'jourdui il fait beau est magnifique..Je suis tres bien.. et toi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied .. not yet truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;40. Seen Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke ... Last month with the gals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42. Volunteer in charity work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43. Whipped up a dinner party for friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance ...This better not happen to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;47. Had your portrait drawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;49. Jumped into the middle of the ocean.. YES and the feeling is damn great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;50. Gone white water rafting in rapids ...one word AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; .. Yes Twice and I loved it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;53. Played in the mud ...hahahha..Kooi better remember this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in --- Unforgetable first drive thru in McDonalds KK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;55. Been in a movie --- Time and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saw part of the wall ruins only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;57. Started a business..........Accounting Tuition Classes ....&lt;my&gt;Call me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class .......Ya Hui remember your pants....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason ... Flowers!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma I'm underweight so i can't donate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy ... Matilda my hippo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar -- with sushi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;72. Pieced a 1000 pieces Puzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;73. Stood in Times Square --- numerous Times square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;74. Vacation in Maldives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;only&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;77. Broken a bone .... only a sprained ankle so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;80. Published a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;81. Visited the Venetian in Macau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;83. Played with Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper ---yesss from high school till Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;85. Read the entire Bible -- like cover to cover?? Unfortunately, I'm a Buddhist&lt;em&gt;.."amithaba!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;87. Went for a mass in St Paul's Churh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;88. Had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chickenpox .... Less than 10 pox..seriously/....lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;93. Lost a loved one -- Grandma :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;94. Own a dog.... Benjy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;95. Riden a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;97. Been involved in a lawsuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;98. Owned a cellphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100. Read an entire book in one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now you try it out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-5536275117891518776?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5536275117891518776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/100-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5536275117891518776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5536275117891518776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/100-list.html' title='The 100 List'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-4786454416567671416</id><published>2009-06-03T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:27:23.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vincent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lizard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green'/><title type='text'>Vincent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SiaR6DbGvaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8-KqOBWVILg/s1600-h/DSCF1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SiaR6DbGvaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8-KqOBWVILg/s320/DSCF1370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343118434459106722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;VINCENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or those who knows me very well will definitely know who Vincent is. Hahahhahaha!!! Yes it is my one and only lovely pet lizard.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Indeed. My very own Vincent . Needless to say, I was so bored with my routine life at home when it just so happens that one lonely boring lizard too was perched on my window panel. Instantly, the name Vincent popped into my head so I named my so called lizard "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How "LAME" could I be.. Lols.... For the love of god!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the lizard happens to be in a very green colour which is so remarkably beautiful. The colour was so lime green that I couldn't pass the chance to not photograph it....&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/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SiaNpDR9aNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ojb9Siqdmu0/s1600-h/DSCF1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SiaNpDR9aNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ojb9Siqdmu0/s320/DSCF1389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343113744316459218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;incent's eyes were staring right through me and I was freaking like shit when I photographed it within a mere 2 inches away. It just stood there, perched up and monitoring my every movement without moving an inch. I can feel its eyes following me like an Owl.  Its tail was so long. I think its almost a foot long.... Seriously .... I thought it was a chameleon and felt like adopting and putting it in a glass aquarium but unfortunately I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well... The question here is......What am I going to feed it with... Rice, noodles, meat, veggies or perhaps insects.. Hahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Vincent is my so called pet lizard which roams around as it wishes... ahhahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;urthermore there is a song titled Vincent sang by Don McClean and cover by Josh Groban which totally matches the situation so perfectly.. Hhahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Starry Starry Night............"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my ridiculous imaginative mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-4786454416567671416?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4786454416567671416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/vincent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/4786454416567671416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/4786454416567671416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/vincent.html' title='Vincent'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SiaR6DbGvaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8-KqOBWVILg/s72-c/DSCF1370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308022659335113022.post-5238854350959757923</id><published>2009-06-01T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:05:41.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newbie</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the popularity of blogging is on the rise.. I was thinking why not give blogging a shot and see how it feels to blog.. Hahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends are frequent bloggers and they are so hooked on to it... Checking it whenever they have the chance. Well, I am a newbie and we'll see what I have in store next for my blogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tales of my journey... I love gypsies as they are so mysterious and full of surprises so I named my Blog... " A Gypsy Tale"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308022659335113022-5238854350959757923?l=nileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5238854350959757923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/newbie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5238854350959757923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308022659335113022/posts/default/5238854350959757923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/newbie.html' title='Newbie'/><author><name>Ni Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10959541372023899262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBBGvR8g3Q8/SsDIucDsjQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VfrU4L4ymUU/S220/DSC00646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
