<?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-7888986607205405527</id><updated>2011-12-23T01:33:00.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry Night Delight</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-4506036967693294736</id><published>2009-12-29T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:55:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hello... I was forced to post a blog so here I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS BLOG IS FOR U!!!!!! BWAHHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-4506036967693294736?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/4506036967693294736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=4506036967693294736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/4506036967693294736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/4506036967693294736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-6451611185710990499</id><published>2009-08-01T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:14:46.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset in Cottesloe</title><content type='html'>See these pics.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRNdwLcKoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HBPJ2s9Nc9o/s1600-h/DSC05078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364998229649533570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRNdwLcKoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HBPJ2s9Nc9o/s400/DSC05078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds tried to scare/eat the children.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRNdV7mT6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/JK7cQR2MrnM/s1600-h/DSC05079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364998222603767714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRNdV7mT6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/JK7cQR2MrnM/s400/DSC05079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a brave man came and whacked them flat!!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMdrSPKUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9Kk6rSKEakk/s1600-h/DSC05078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMdJ8G9rI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sWv0i-BmrS8/s1600-h/DSC05044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364997119873054386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMdJ8G9rI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sWv0i-BmrS8/s400/DSC05044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMcjxsCZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V3jvmcV2bQ0/s1600-h/DSC05053+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364997109628799378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMcjxsCZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V3jvmcV2bQ0/s400/DSC05053+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMcdpeI_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KP4KED1zNeI/s1600-h/DSC04983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364997107983721458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMcdpeI_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/KP4KED1zNeI/s400/DSC04983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMcIcA9UI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sJG3QlI63cw/s1600-h/DSC05059+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364997102290138434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMcIcA9UI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sJG3QlI63cw/s400/DSC05059+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Lee Chuen......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRMdrSPKUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9Kk6rSKEakk/s1600-h/DSC05078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I met up with Lee Chuen in Cottesloe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-6451611185710990499?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/6451611185710990499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=6451611185710990499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/6451611185710990499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/6451611185710990499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunset-in-cottesloe.html' title='Sunset in Cottesloe'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SnRNdwLcKoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HBPJ2s9Nc9o/s72-c/DSC05078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-4946333527531435306</id><published>2009-07-16T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:38:17.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree Who Lost Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/Sl8rKhwThxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2Qbwy18SiI8/s1600-h/P7130063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 351px; HEIGHT: 448px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359049541453842194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/Sl8rKhwThxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2Qbwy18SiI8/s400/P7130063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "Life without love is like a tree without blossom and fruit." &lt;strong&gt;Kahlil Gibran &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Love is a second life; it grows into the soul, warms every vein, and beats in every pulse."&lt;strong&gt;Joseph Addison&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it."&lt;strong&gt;Christian Nestell Bovée&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great."&lt;strong&gt;Comte de Bussy-Rabutin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-4946333527531435306?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/4946333527531435306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=4946333527531435306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/4946333527531435306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/4946333527531435306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/07/tree-who-lost-love.html' title='The Tree Who Lost Love'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/Sl8rKhwThxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2Qbwy18SiI8/s72-c/P7130063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-8606243696486385729</id><published>2009-07-07T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:15:14.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are u Sir?</title><content type='html'>Imagine this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day u finished your work, but still on office hour, you went online and checked something of your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a man came around and ask :"Who are you young man, and what are u doing surfing the net?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you go:"Oh hi, I am *insert you name here*, I am the new intern... And Sir you are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he goes:"Oh... I am just a salesman here." and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you look around and saw all your collegues watched u in horror..... or something like that... And you found out that the 'salesman' is the CEO of the company....a.k.a your big boss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!! How deep that shit can be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-8606243696486385729?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/8606243696486385729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=8606243696486385729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/8606243696486385729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/8606243696486385729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-are-u-sir.html' title='Who are u Sir?'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-5273447369177699764</id><published>2009-07-03T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:08:59.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99 facts about me</title><content type='html'>About Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001.Real Name: Jiin Siong, Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): Ziraffe, Gou Lou, anything associated with tallness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 22, but according to FB quiz my real age is only 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign: Aries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: Proud to be male, altho sometimes I think I was to be a female...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: Tadika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School: SJK(C) Bukit Fraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: SMK bandar Baru Seri Petaling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: Taylors Subang Jaya, Metropolitan College Subang Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or Short: Short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: Loud to close friends, super quiet to strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Health freak: Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke?: Casual Drinking.... No to SMOKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: u mean CRUSHES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: Both.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings:No... will never have any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: No idea.. But my frens always call me anti-social..wth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: Form 2, age 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: Erm..... Standard 1, age 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award: Tadika (elementary school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: U mean other than parents right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet: Bow wow dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: Singapore, age 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: gosh... I forgot... but it was really young.. wait, was it a crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: 18th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined: errrrrr.....Geez, I forgot.. Must be football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: Both....depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: Good rape...i mean RAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: Country of course....wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: Dont like gay bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: Hate both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: I'm BATMAN..wat do u think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: Both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: Internet mostly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: Dont like consoles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: Hug and kisses.... yeah baby......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: Ninja Turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: Hardworking workers in black and yellow stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring: SPRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: LimeWire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: Dont like both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: Wan Tan Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: Berri Fruit Crush with Lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: 3 (rank 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: jog around St Ives, Sydney to explore the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: Explore futher of the neighbourhood, and plan for next week travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: True love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: 4(rank 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: Not really.. I am having brain freeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: Most probably....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: Not now.... Maybe future... But can I remain single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. When? : After 28 years old when I have a secure income and comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: depends on my wife/ wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind: Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: Soldier to fight off evil forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: Anything which contributes to the peace, justice and society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Mellow future or wind? : Wtf are those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: Many....! drugs, shit, pee, dirty water etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die : When it comes, it comes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes:Both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: Both....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: I am tall enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring : Both as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous : Errrr... definately more to romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms : errrr...dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud :SENSITIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship : errrr...hook-up to see who is /are qualified to be in relationship/s. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant : Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or normal: Fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: Yeap...wait.. NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: No...how can someone ever lose glasses...wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: Gun of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: tot of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart: without intention, Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: What do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: nope.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087.Cried when someone died: Yea...even if my pet died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: Lol.... yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: Yea...Experienced b4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;094. Sex on the first date: Nope..altho itmay differ in real life situation.&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: Maybe&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall tag Michelle McGeehan and Shaheelan to do this quiz... I cant think of anyone else who is active in blogging.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-5273447369177699764?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/5273447369177699764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=5273447369177699764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/5273447369177699764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/5273447369177699764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/07/about-me-001.html' title='99 facts about me'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-5887325742440140359</id><published>2009-06-13T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:09:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dream #1 (13th June 2009)</title><content type='html'>That night, I dreamt......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was in Unit 35's hall..... looking out the hall were Michell and Ally, sitting on the chairs while enjoying their drink....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked to the right and saw Weng Fatt making out with a caucasian chick.... They saw me... I was like... WTF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the girl already had a bf or something...i dont know.. somehow it's like both of them were threatening or tried to... So I ran into my room and locked myself in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of the secret being leaked, the girl sent her friend into my room, who somehow got the door opened....wtf.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came so near to me... trying to seduce me... may even tried to rape me.....And I swear I said NOOOO and pushed her away... But she insisted......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN... I WOKE UP..... OMG... freaking scary dream...wtf......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I yes, I am scared and I resisted her.......but she's quite hot tho... LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-5887325742440140359?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/5887325742440140359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=5887325742440140359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/5887325742440140359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/5887325742440140359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-dream-1-13th-june-2009.html' title='Weird Dream #1 (13th June 2009)'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-1557740567332126784</id><published>2009-04-30T00:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:34:09.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANZAC Day, Perth City</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone for the non-update status of my blog. Had been feeling too lazy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dimotivated&lt;/span&gt; to write anything until someone told me that the blog is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beign&lt;/span&gt; checked from time to time.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Gonna post about ANZAC Day. ANZAC is Australia and New Zealand Army Corp. It's a big thing in Australia and NZ but the event is also celebrated in a few countries such as Turkey, France, certain parts in Indonesia to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna talk about how ANZAC Day came from or whatever. Please feel free to go here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.com/wiki/ANZAC_day"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.com/wiki/ANZAC_day&lt;/a&gt; for more information. It's always good to learn more about history, right? *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ehem&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WFatt&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ehem&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3OgJ5mI/AAAAAAAAADw/lwHOOSAJcbY/s1600-h/DSC02844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330231010104305250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3OgJ5mI/AAAAAAAAADw/lwHOOSAJcbY/s400/DSC02844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;On those rare days where we all can get up early (except for hardworking bee Adrian of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the parade start at 9.20am and we reached there at 9.15am. It was already crowded at that time. The only enthusiasm and patriotic spirit comparable by us Malaysian is during our National Day aka &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; Day, or during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;demonstration&lt;/span&gt; against the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3p67ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/umMZsJ-pyJ4/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330231017464358578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3p67ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/umMZsJ-pyJ4/s400/DSC02849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Highly decorated veteran spotted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Many of the veterans once served and protected Malaya and Malaysia during WW2, Anti-communist &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;campaign&lt;/span&gt; and especially Confrontation by Indonesia when Malaysia is formed. The banners below have Malaya or Malaysia or Singapore on it. More can be viewed on my facebook pics though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLrSQm7uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sUqvpbqtr1E/s1600-h/P4250067.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLrSQm7uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sUqvpbqtr1E/s1600-h/P4250067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234103489294050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLrSQm7uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sUqvpbqtr1E/s400/P4250067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLrFESD1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/J-bU67PZftA/s1600-h/DSC02909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234099947933522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLrFESD1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/J-bU67PZftA/s400/DSC02909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI30q_jxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wyslwfsCbh4/s1600-h/DSC02885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330231020350312210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI30q_jxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wyslwfsCbh4/s400/DSC02885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The thing that really separate Australia and Malaysia is Aussie government really care, respect and APPRECIATE what their fellow countrymen and women had sacrificed to give their younger generation a bettr future. Families of the fallen or veteran are well taken care of and are often invited to walk in the parade so that the spirit and tradition of ANZAC day can be remembered for as long as possible. Now shame on you Malaysian politicians for saying so many sad, childish and disgusting stuffs at your own rakyat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was really an eye opening event. Many people shouted THANK YOU GUYS!!!! to the veterans and other armed forced. And I saw this veteran pushing his wheelchair bounded comrade and he was saying THANK YOU.....THANK YOU when he walked pass the crowd, all the way till the end of the journey. The sense of pride, honour and patriotism has never been so overwhelming to me before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLqiDPABI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0EEIlY2-89k/s1600-h/z3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234090548297746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLqiDPABI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0EEIlY2-89k/s400/z3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;The veteran with the hat on was posted to Malaya before in 1953. Based in Ipoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLqd1gd2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gCbEdXE13Uo/s1600-h/z4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234089416980322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLqd1gd2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gCbEdXE13Uo/s400/z4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Take a look at his decoration!!! They says Malaya, Korea, Vietnam etc etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3p67ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/umMZsJ-pyJ4/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then something really caught my eye and it was one of the most touching and memorable sight ever............................&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3p67ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/umMZsJ-pyJ4/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLq6YzQRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8NVtd4jbvrk/s1600-h/P4250079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234097081205010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjLq6YzQRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8NVtd4jbvrk/s400/P4250079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;An old lady waving her mini Aussie flag when the veteran pass by........ With such patriotism that many younger generation will not have nor appreciate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-1557740567332126784?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/1557740567332126784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=1557740567332126784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/1557740567332126784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/1557740567332126784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/04/anzac-day-perth-city.html' title='ANZAC Day, Perth City'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SfjI3OgJ5mI/AAAAAAAAADw/lwHOOSAJcbY/s72-c/DSC02844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-7503127609202266954</id><published>2009-03-11T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:46:14.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to know myself better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saw this test from Mich's blog..... so i took the test myself to see if it's accurate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and  people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem  solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a  decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book  by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes  you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You  prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit  to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You are very serious  about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't  really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully  in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Education is very important  in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You're a practical person  and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do  is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for  life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You are afraid of failure  and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't  succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You are concerned  about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard  to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not  what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You are mature, reasonable,  honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of  different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped  with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Quite true, especially about the love thingy....... but other are 75% true.... What do u think?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/Sbdd8flIp2I/AAAAAAAAADY/T6lSyuV7P1g/s400/P2220046.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311817579357579106" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-7503127609202266954?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/7503127609202266954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=7503127609202266954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/7503127609202266954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/7503127609202266954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/03/saw-this-test-from-michs-blog.html' title='Got to know myself better?'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/Sbdd8flIp2I/AAAAAAAAADY/T6lSyuV7P1g/s72-c/P2220046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-6816370295934177300</id><published>2009-02-27T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:40:27.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly and Kind Australian</title><content type='html'>Today me and Weng Fatt was walking across the Curtin Uni to find a bookshop nearby. Somehow we just cant find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, a lady stopped her car and asked us for direction. An ang mo of course. We told her we were actually at lost. Then we went separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I spotted someone came out from an office building nearby, so i asked him for direction. He told me it's just under the road, around the corner. We thanked him and walked towards the direction,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were reaching there, we saw the car just now caming torwards us. She made a U-turn and asked if we need a ride to the bookshop coz she found it. She told us that she actually going back to the place she met us to fetch us. Since we're just nearby the bookshop, we told her it's ok and thanked her for her kindness.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont even hope for this kind of kindness in Malaysia.. Maybe in small kampung, but definately not in the city or around the city....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-6816370295934177300?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/6816370295934177300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=6816370295934177300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/6816370295934177300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/6816370295934177300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendly-and-kind-australian.html' title='Friendly and Kind Australian'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-8213009798813731907</id><published>2009-02-10T15:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:28:55.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the second day, we woke up at 8.30am. Partially thanks to the birds outside the house for giving us ‘morning call’. A damn loud and annoying morning call!&lt;br /&gt;Again, both Kim and Fatt already woke up and almost ready to go, with me still in the bed. I thought of asking them to leave without me again, but changed my mind later on.&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes walk later, we arrived at Curtin Uni’s library. Then we had breakfast at the café outside it. Me and Kim took the croissant with bacon and cheese in it. After eating half way, I realize that mine does not comes with the bacon and cheese!! Wtf……. Got a free replacement anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGLi9HPlVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kJOslNSw49E/s1600-h/P2070607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301171669028541778" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGLi9HPlVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kJOslNSw49E/s400/P2070607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fatt said da drink damn nice....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we went get our student ID card. Me and Fatt then went to check out for any houses for rents nearby. To our surprise, there are still some available rooms on campus! After a quick tour at Vickery House and Kurajong Village, we decided to take up Vickery as it will be closer to our faculty (5mins walking). Kurajong on the other hand will be almost double the distance, but closer to Waterford Shopping Plaza where Coles is situated in it.&lt;br /&gt;We were quite lucky as right after we sign up, many people actually came in and tried to get the rooms!!! Lucky no. 1 for the day and Lucky no.2 for the 2 days. A girl was actually quite boh song at us… LOL….. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGPPtdKdVI/AAAAAAAAACY/LX6IkKi5Cao/s1600-h/P2070612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301175736454509906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGPPtdKdVI/AAAAAAAAACY/LX6IkKi5Cao/s400/P2070612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some Indonesian driver I guess....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we meet up with Kevin, who then fetch us for lunch in the suburb where he stays (Victoria Park). We had Indonesia food at Bintang Café. The Kevin brought us to some park overlooking the city. As I said, Perth is super tiny compared to KL. Before we actually reach the park, Kim suddenly burst into laughter…. We were like wtf..... He then point toward a car and ask us to look at the antenna. So I’ll leave to the imagination of u guys to determine why he laughed ( we all laughed anyway.. LOL) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGPP5NYAMI/AAAAAAAAACg/jXrt7zU8PH8/s1600-h/P2070614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301175739609514178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGPP5NYAMI/AAAAAAAAACg/jXrt7zU8PH8/s400/P2070614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGX11ima5I/AAAAAAAAACo/dEaJJ991NGc/s1600-h/P2070614+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301185187552848786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGX11ima5I/AAAAAAAAACo/dEaJJ991NGc/s400/P2070614+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use ur imagination!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGX2FBtbbI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dab5H1Mf6oA/s1600-h/P2070615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301185191709863346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGX2FBtbbI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dab5H1Mf6oA/s400/P2070615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin told us since this is where the Swan River meets the ocean, sometimes we are able to see some dolphins, if lucky. After took some pics, suddenly we spotted 2 dolphins swimming towards the jetty!!!! Lucky no.2 for the day and Lucky no.3 for the 2 days.! The dolphin caught a fish and tossed it around.. Don’t your mama told u not to play with ur food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGY5V2gbdI/AAAAAAAAADA/SMSXtCujr-I/s1600-h/P2070642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301186347277512146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGY5V2gbdI/AAAAAAAAADA/SMSXtCujr-I/s400/P2070642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZLDzQGXuKI/AAAAAAAAADI/clW1tUf4GzA/s1600-h/P2070646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301514996630927522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZLDzQGXuKI/AAAAAAAAADI/clW1tUf4GzA/s400/P2070646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGY5CBsqnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cq6H_v3IeWQ/s1600-h/P2070654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301186341955742322" style="WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGY5CBsqnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cq6H_v3IeWQ/s400/P2070654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner in a Chinese restaurant in the city. And since it is Friday, the city opens until 9pm. Lucky no.3 of the day. So we walked around and saw quite a few of those XXX shops and strip clubs. We did not went in, but I will bring u guys in when u come over. LOL. Shah will then forget about the ‘Hong Kong’!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZLDzjKcH4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uGwyX6YCWO8/s1600-h/P2070662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301515001748266882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZLDzjKcH4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uGwyX6YCWO8/s400/P2070662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet Han told us that it’s Friday that most of the ugly stuffs will happen in the city. As it opens till late night, many people will get drunk and walk and groups, becomes rowdy and cause troubles. Even the cops are afraid of them.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we reached home almost 12pm, taking the last bus to our place for the night. Thanks Kevin and Yet Han again for bringing us around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGY5CBsqnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cq6H_v3IeWQ/s1600-h/P2070654.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-8213009798813731907?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/8213009798813731907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=8213009798813731907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/8213009798813731907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/8213009798813731907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-second-day-we-woke-up-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZGLi9HPlVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kJOslNSw49E/s72-c/P2070607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-6500693830654128628</id><published>2009-02-09T22:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:18:51.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin on a Jetplane, Arrive in Land Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhhhh… The day has finally arrived. Sad and excited, for better or worse, I will be flying to Perth today… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300813616278741170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBF5irZILI/AAAAAAAAABg/66ifU-OykIk/s320/P2040528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the earlycomers....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a hectic day I suppose, with few minor last minute packing and printing. Most of my relatives arrived to the house at around 4.30pm. After dinner, Mengq Yek arrived with Sze, Mich and Yeng (like pimp n da u-know-wat). Shah, Ashley and Serene will be meeting us there, or so we thought….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some chit chatting, we leave the house around 8pm and arrive LCCT at around 9pm. By then, Weng Fatt and Kim have already arrived. And all of us got our hair cut! Anyway, there are around 20 people sending me off!!!! Especially my aunts who took 2 days leave and came all the way down from Frasers Hill.&lt;br /&gt;This would my first time in LCCT, and I must say it’ll quite messy. We went out for chit-chat and ice cream after checking in. And this is the time when I heard Michelle saying something about KLIA, no no no, LCCT, AirAsia……… And I have a bad feeling about this… And true enough, Shah went to KLIA instead of LCCT!!! OMG OMG OMG……&lt;br /&gt;10.20pm, it is time for us to board the plane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBNfGco10I/AAAAAAAAACI/cfKfRXIacoo/s1600-h/P2040550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300821958117087042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBNfGco10I/AAAAAAAAACI/cfKfRXIacoo/s400/P2040550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBNfNr4ivI/AAAAAAAAACA/bTyEobBLasI/s1600-h/P2040544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300821960060078834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBNfNr4ivI/AAAAAAAAACA/bTyEobBLasI/s400/P2040544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBKAYrs-mI/AAAAAAAAABo/8rqiESs_w-Q/s1600-h/P2040552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300818131901282914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBKAYrs-mI/AAAAAAAAABo/8rqiESs_w-Q/s400/P2040552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was bidding goodbye to everyone, when I saw WF hugging his other half and gosh, red eyes already… Faster chao!!!!! And before I can walk pass him, he already left his gf and walk damn fast towards the immigration point. He later revealed that he did it on the purpose that if he stay any longer, his tears will start cascading down like waterfall….. Luckily I am single…. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the scanning, one of the officer asked :”Encik ada bawa gunting ke?” I think about it and I realized that I put in a box of kit prior last minute. And I searched for 3 minutes but cant find anything. Later on I realize that it was actually a SWISS KNIFE that was in the pouch….wtf…… Sigh, lost another utility knife….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ‘ride’ to Perth is freaking bumpy…… Lots and lots of turbulences. The plane even dropped 3feets at least at a sudden, prompting many people to go ‘woooow” and even a shirk from a girl.&lt;br /&gt;After 5 hours of flight, we finally arrived in Perth International Airport….. A super small airport I must say. And the custom here is not like what I expected… One lady officer asked me if I brought any food from the plane, plants or blab la blab la.. I said no, just some medication. She said that’s fine and showed me to another line. Then another officer asked me to put the bags into a scanner. And to my surprise, when the bag pass through the scanner, non officer were looking. They were just busy talking!!! And later on I realize I actually have some forbidden items: dairy product. Guess what those items are……. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a cab to Kim’s house as me and WF will be staying temporarily there before we can get a accommodation here. It’s actually quite near our area. Just 15 minutes drive. And it cost us at a initial $5 upon boarding the cab with total amounting to $36+…. That’s like almost RM90!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting our stuffs there, we try to walk to the nearby magazine shop and got each of us Optus SIM pack at $29.95 each. Then we try to walk to Curtin University but found that it was not as easy as we thought. We asked round for at least 3 times before we could finally find our way.The people are really friendly and helpful here.Then we meet up some friends of Kim, took a bus to the city, open bank account with ANZ bla bla blab la, had lunch in a Japanese restaurant, bla blathen take a bus back. Sorry, no mood to talk about it cause it was kind if a torture for 3 of us. Reason? Simple… Minimum sleep in the plane, and walked NON STOP for 6 hours…….So I shall let the pics do most of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, we reached Kim’s house and after taking shower, we slept for 2 hours. When they woke me up for dinner, I actually quite reluctant. I WANNA SLEEP!!! I told them to just go without me. But after some persuasion I decided to tag along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we walk 20minutes to Curtin Uni bus stop again, and meet up with Yen Han and a girl friend of his. Mei Wen I think is her name. She fetch us in her car and went to Carousel Shopping Centre. She said we are lucky to arrive on Thurs as each Thursday in the week is an extended hour for most shops. The closes at 9pm instead of the usual 5pm… GOSH, 5pm!!! Can u imagine that….. Anyway we are lucky to arrive on Thursday, so it’s Lucky no.1.&lt;br /&gt;This really make me feel homesick and got me into emo mode. But the food does cheer me up a bit. After some walking, we head back to Kim’s house and we chit chatted for a while before sleeping at 2.20am here (since it’s Daylight Saving so it’s 1 hour ahead of Msian time) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I like about Aussies are the friendliness, and the responsibility and caring they shown to the community. Our bus driver actually halts to a stop, open the door and tells a lady in the car the she dropped her watch! What are the odd this happening in Msia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When passengers get on the bus, they greet the driver and say THANKS YOU or GOOD DAY when they get off. They will automatically let their seats to those more in need.&lt;br /&gt;And the drivers here are very polite and they follow the law closely. No one will park at the bus stops, and no one will try to run the red lights. They will let you go first if you put signal (traffic permitting), and no one will speed or try to overtake the slow car inappropriately. I wonder this will ever happen in Msia…… Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway special thanks to Yet Han and Mei Wen (hope I get your name correct) for bringing us around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888986607205405527-6500693830654128628?l=tanjs87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/feeds/6500693830654128628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888986607205405527&amp;postID=6500693830654128628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/6500693830654128628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888986607205405527/posts/default/6500693830654128628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanjs87.blogspot.com/2009/02/leavin-on-jetplane-arrive-in-land-down.html' title='Leavin on a Jetplane, Arrive in Land Down Under'/><author><name>Lone Stallion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18277246711868647289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ta0e4h9aW24/SZBF5irZILI/AAAAAAAAABg/66ifU-OykIk/s72-c/P2040528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888986607205405527.post-1478433294380236522</id><published>2008-12-13T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:48:33.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally... a PHD for myself...</title><content type='html'>Got it as a token of appreciation / present from my uncle.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seagate FreeAgent Go 320GB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Silver,&lt;/span&gt; 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