<?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-3088980353686566755</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:14:02.725-07:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Med school'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Travelling'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Fun stuffSSS'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Cute Housemates'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>They Call Me Ah Bong</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-979093140238890644</id><published>2008-06-12T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:24:54.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Med school'/><title type='text'>On the Presentation</title><content type='html'>So this is what happened at the presentation the other day.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SFCMAdtegcI/AAAAAAAACH4/G8VKPMZNap8/s400/Photo-0134.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210818708470923714"&gt;We arrived at the conference room only 10 minutes before the presentation. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called me and asked where were we only to hear me gasping for air. We didn't took the elevator but chose to climb 2 floors on the stairs as it is faster.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came in a while later to tell us it's not a big problem we don't have projectors what so ever, we will only be presenting it to a few MOs anyways. And guess who? &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Prof T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the head of the neurology division came in. We approached him before, but he rejected us because he was busy. I guess. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Prof L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the cardio department did supervise another group, but just gave the instruction and let them do the elective on their own without any inspection. So I guess we are glad we came to &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;YL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave the presentation in the end. It's not a problem to any of us should they ask for the details as all of us are involved. That's what we thought. So the guys were picking the presentator the night before, but I was excluded anyhow, since I was there finishing up the report.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Prof. T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stopped &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;YL &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;a lot to ask questions. &lt;EM&gt;"&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;What is Jendrassik maneouvre?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So you mean they're all hyper-reflxes?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Now this is interesting, no reflexes in all? As in 100% absent?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Back one slide, let me see the percentage. Can you tell me more about the figures?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So how can you tell me that I can trust your results?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;30%? That's a lot. Are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; But in the end, he just said &lt;EM&gt;"&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Alright, that's fine. Fine..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We rounded up saying abnormal reflexes can be present in the normal population. But with the Jendrassik maneouvre, a greater grade of reflexes can be elicited.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But what excited us the most, he said it's a publishable material. And asked &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to write it up, or rather, as how we see it, polish it and make it more of a journal material. It was a very subjective study. The whole reflex thing is very subjective, and our research made it scientific. He also said it was a good idea that we carried out this study to prove what everyone always believed in, so it's a really good study. And added a lot of "&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Good. Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was a call for a lavish dining out. We have finally finished our elective study! I guess. Unless &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called us back and asked us to do further study on the stroke patients.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you read my other post before, I blogged about us &lt;A HREF="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-tapping-back-passion.html"&gt;taking the samples&lt;/a&gt; from the patients in the hospital. We've been lying yes. But &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the one who told us to write a report already, that what we've collected thus far is enough for our elective study.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was funny to think though, that our initial title for our elective study was to find out the normal range of some vision thingy in the normal population through line bissection test. But after we came back from Cambodia, he suggested that we do the collection of data for reflexes as well. We spent one week or so doing a preliminary study, to get a grasps of what it is like tapping everyone with our tendon hammer. And after so much efforts put into the reflex test, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said we might as well just put aside our line bissection test and concentrate on our reflex test instead. Then again, our ultimate goal was to compare the reflexes in stroke patients to that of the normal population.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So... I also don't know.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But throughout the presentation, we saw a few lies. I don't know if &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; knows himself or he was just involved in our lies as well. See, the older adults sample above 40 that we collected in the hospital a few days ago, they were people from the community. They might be having mild cough or were present at the hospital for collection of their high blood pressure or high cholesterol medicine. We asked &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dr. L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back then about approaching people other than the medical staff, and he said it's fine as long as the people we approached does not have diabetes or neurological problem. BUT, during the presentation, he told &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Prof. T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that our older adults are hospital staff! So... I find a huge pang of guilt for not clarifying. But if we do that, the whole study might not even be fine!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Anyhow... I guess it was still a call for relief. It's over finally. &lt;EM&gt;Phew&lt;/em&gt;... Anything else we do after this, we don't have to rush for a report or whatsoever. &lt;EM&gt;Hurrah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-979093140238890644?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/979093140238890644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/979093140238890644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-presentation.html' title='On the Presentation'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SFCMAdtegcI/AAAAAAAACH4/G8VKPMZNap8/s72-c/Photo-0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-2958121483515255229</id><published>2008-06-03T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:25:57.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>On tying the Knot</title><content type='html'>I love him to bits. Yes. I admit that. Whatever it is, I've spent a lot of time with him. And by a lot, I do mean A LOT. I practically have another world of mine with him. We spend the night until wee hours in the morning, yes, doing all those that you could ever imagined. We are young. So what do you expect? It's natural to be playful, no?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Okay&lt;/em&gt; fine, it's another forbidden relationship between a man and his gadget, that's if you consider him one.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I sent him to &lt;EM&gt;Low Yatt plaza&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. Went into the shop where I bought him in December 2006. I showed the technician my precious little darling. And he tried switching it on, but to no avail. He flipped him around, screwing in those little nuts while I watched him adjusting those helluva electronics. And he flipped him around, tried to wake him up again. It's still empty.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;After much flipping and screwing, the technician finally got tired. It was an attempt of vain.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I drove the little &lt;A HREF="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-being-sick.html"&gt;Compaq&lt;/a&gt; to the HP headquarters in &lt;EM&gt;Bukit Damansara&lt;/em&gt;. And guess what, the receptionist said it'll most probably cost over 1k. I can see my darling in 2 weeks time, they just need to, take out the brain and replace it with a new one. He would never be the same. I need time to adjust to the new him. &lt;EM&gt;Omygawd&lt;/em&gt;, I feel so depressed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/180/441248707_5125d9d386.jpg?v=0" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Depression kicks in. No, not solely because of him, but rather the 1k I needed to spend to get him back again. I felt as if I'm using my pocket money like I'm &lt;EM&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/em&gt; or the &lt;EM&gt;Sultan of B&lt;/em&gt; or whoever rich who spends without thinking twice. There's all those mega spendings this year. The &lt;A HREF="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/search/label/Cambodia%2708"&gt;Cambodia trip&lt;/a&gt;, the repair of my &lt;A HREF="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-latest-mishaps.html"&gt;compact camera&lt;/a&gt;, the other trip I've made with someone new which no, I'm not going to tell who, and now this, the investment I'm making towards the forbidden relationship of a human and a gadget.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My saving account is running dry. I have no idea how am I supposed to spend the rest of my 3 months here, without asking for help from the parents. I don't want to. I think I'm on the verge of breaking down...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And I'm spending a lot of time in the car alone. Literally. Just last night, I drove to Dataran Merdeka, parked at the side, and watched the lights as the time passed by. No, I didn't do anything. I don't know what I can do without the much trusted legs.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I feel... helpless. And hopeless.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But I can't just tie the knot. I meant, the &lt;EM&gt;Malay&lt;/em&gt; proverb. Translated, it goes tying the stomach. Which means, abstinence from food. So no, I can't just tie the knot. I need my share of food still.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: Depressing sky by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beijinhos/441248707/"&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:78%;"&gt;Barca Branca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-2958121483515255229?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/2958121483515255229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/2958121483515255229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-tying-knot.html' title='On tying the Knot'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-1817930692799764302</id><published>2008-05-27T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:17:12.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Day5 &amp; Day6 in Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 5:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Royal Palace&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt-K0sg3uI/AAAAAAAACGc/N8El1EXZ40U/s400/DSC_0314.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204892518765879010"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt9L0sg3tI/AAAAAAAACGU/8Q2M2U40aKM/s400/DSC_0332.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204891436434120402"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt5YUsg3sI/AAAAAAAACGM/WK0fmLnbxdg/s400/DSC_0346.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204887253135974082"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt5H0sg3rI/AAAAAAAACGE/piWyJ-s3x6U/s400/DSC_0348.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204886969668132530"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt4t0sg3qI/AAAAAAAACF8/Ar92o_u4MvU/s400/DSC_0357.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204886522991533730"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt3T0sg3pI/AAAAAAAACF0/cJm3on3ubW8/s400/DSC_0363.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204884976803307154"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Silver Pagoda&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt2nUsg3oI/AAAAAAAACFs/hFCmBlMCTrE/s400/DSC_0368.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204884212299128450"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt1oUsg3nI/AAAAAAAACFk/5yJLKq63SSA/s400/DSC_0386.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204883129967369842"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt1M0sg3mI/AAAAAAAACFc/Zfiy6KN0uj8/s400/DSC_0389.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204882657520967266"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt0wksg3lI/AAAAAAAACFU/lXn1dbIOTps/s400/DSC_0393.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204882172189662802"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt0GEsg3kI/AAAAAAAACFM/fVIVa0uomlQ/s400/DSC_0395.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881442045222466"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtzT0sg3jI/AAAAAAAACFE/o_A4cOR1lSw/s400/DSC_0407.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204880578756795954"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtzB0sg3hI/AAAAAAAACE4/JPba0Egk1Jk/s400/DSC_0408.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204880269519150610"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtyREsg3gI/AAAAAAAACEw/YIaZwxob5pQ/s400/DSC_0414.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204879432000527874"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtxs0sg3fI/AAAAAAAACEo/UeU4xVB2jcg/s400/DSC_0415.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204878809230269938"&gt;Miniature Angkor Wat inside Silver Pagoda&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtxN0sg3eI/AAAAAAAACEg/bgtjW4tmGy4/s400/DSC_0423.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204878276654325218"&gt;The Royal Palace and the Silver Pagoda is located in the same compound. While coming out from the Silver Pagoda, we passed by a series of royal displays.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtwoUsg3dI/AAAAAAAACEY/ukR1Czu4rD8/s400/DSC_0447.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204877632409230802"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtwJ0sg3cI/AAAAAAAACEQ/-hf5J-qwbfA/s400/DSC_0450.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204877108423220674"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDttmEsg3bI/AAAAAAAACEI/vnhqpgKZNYg/s400/DSC_0454.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204874295219641778"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDttDEsg3aI/AAAAAAAACEA/zmEtPbUTf6E/s400/DSC_0458.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204873693924220322"&gt;From the Silver Pagoda, we headed out to the National Museum. Traffic was chaotic. We passed by some Cambodia-Vietnam friendship monument as well as the &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Independance Monument&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtspksg3ZI/AAAAAAAACD4/RsOgUtpDZiE/s400/DSC_0461.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204873255837556114"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtr6Esg3YI/AAAAAAAACDw/ODkBbyIGFIU/s400/DSC_0477.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204872439793769858"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtrp0sg3XI/AAAAAAAACDo/EU4JLtwAcas/s400/DSC_0484.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204872160620895602"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtrJksg3WI/AAAAAAAACDg/RWDCV9AxH8Q/s400/DSC_0492.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204871606570114402"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtqxEsg3VI/AAAAAAAACDY/5WtbrjjOfHY/s400/DSC_0507.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204871185663319378"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;National Museum&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtqdUsg3UI/AAAAAAAACDQ/4JjuNLd7HRg/s400/DSC_0514.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204870846360902978"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtp8Usg3TI/AAAAAAAACDI/AtC6jMB9kcA/s400/DSC_0531.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204870279425219890"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtphEsg3SI/AAAAAAAACDA/ftJMqP6sRKA/s400/DSC_0537.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204869811273784610"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtnnEsg3RI/AAAAAAAACC4/6fBuUED3_PE/s400/DSC_0538.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204867715329744146"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtnUEsg3QI/AAAAAAAACCw/58CDQng4Tq8/s400/DSC_0540.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204867388912229634"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtm_Esg3PI/AAAAAAAACCo/8T99OWu0jpg/s400/DSC_0550.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204867028134976754"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtmdUsg3OI/AAAAAAAACCg/1QEJu9h7t9Y/s400/DSC_0556.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204866448314391778"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtmM0sg3NI/AAAAAAAACCY/7Jd0NqGYaK0/s400/DSC_0567.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204866164846550226"&gt;Artisans nearby the National Museum&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtl2ksg3MI/AAAAAAAACCQ/m9Yf_WEU3o4/s400/DSC_0571.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204865782594460866"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Wat Phnom&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, where Phnom Penh is said to get the name from.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtlgksg3LI/AAAAAAAACCI/LV91G8Vh3Os/s400/DSC_0574.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204865404637338802"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtlJEsg3KI/AAAAAAAACCA/882W7KxBwT0/s400/DSC_0584.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204865000910412962"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtks0sg3JI/AAAAAAAACB4/qSxBSvpywIk/s400/DSC_0598.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204864515579108498"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Sisowath Quay&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, overlooking the Tonle Sap river. Mekong River flows on the other side of the other bank, and the two rivers converge to form the Tonle Bassac.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtkZEsg3II/AAAAAAAACBw/jy1uU-nW9_Y/s400/DSC_0617.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204864176276692098"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtkMEsg3HI/AAAAAAAACBo/E2InVOLBGzA/s400/DSC_0620.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204863952938392690"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtj4Esg3GI/AAAAAAAACBg/7Qm21Cb-KTA/s400/DSC_0625.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204863609341008994"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Central Market&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, also known as &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Psar Thmei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Known for the unique architecture, and of course, it's a market.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtjiEsg3FI/AAAAAAAACBY/aQAp75HIOco/s400/DSC_0629.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204863231383886930"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtijEsg3EI/AAAAAAAACBQ/FmsZEdKTXFo/s400/DSC_0634.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204862149052128322"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtiVEsg3DI/AAAAAAAACBI/AQ6hcWSuFF0/s400/DSC_0635.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204861908533959730"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtiHksg3CI/AAAAAAAACBA/xIj0U-gtoIY/s400/DSC_0647.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204861676605725730"&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDth1ksg3BI/AAAAAAAACA4/MlYAzCbTlvA/s400/DSC_0648.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204861367368080402"&gt;Day 6,&lt;/span&gt; also the last day of the entire trip.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDthd0sg3AI/AAAAAAAACAw/zQawGREJ1d8/s400/DSC_0657.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204860959346187266"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDthCEsg2_I/AAAAAAAACAo/TzMEq3hDg4Q/s400/DSC_0668.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204860482604817394"&gt;Visit to the &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Psar Tuol Tom Pong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtfLksg28I/AAAAAAAACAQ/2dtQsx-or3I/s400/DSC_0681.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204858446790319042"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDteSksg27I/AAAAAAAACAI/HgaOszYDP0w/s400/DSC_0682.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204857467537775538"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDteEEsg26I/AAAAAAAACAA/-jD0Kgnqz18/s400/DSC_0683.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204857218429672354"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtd5ksg25I/AAAAAAAAB_4/z7OHjm5CLCg/s400/DSC_0698.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204857038041045906"&gt;We sent some postcards to our friends and family. Cheated with the pricing of parcels to the United States, and not Malaysia. &lt;EM&gt;hmph&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtdpksg24I/AAAAAAAAB_w/WIqydM8Iyss/s400/DSC_0704.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204856763163138946"&gt;And finally headed to the Phnom Penh International Airport, bade Cambodia goodbye altogether...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtc90sg22I/AAAAAAAAB_g/_VFqWvcEF40/s400/DSC_0716.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204856011543862114"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtcy0sg21I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/LWU9lUwiyPQ/s400/DSC_0721.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204855822565301074"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtcWUsg20I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/vQ3f7SfFbYs/s400/DSC_0730.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204855332939029314"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtgU0sg2-I/AAAAAAAACAg/W-_ZRonnjPE/s400/DSC_0754.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204859705215736802"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDrq7Esg2wI/AAAAAAAAB-w/uyrvxYD-uIw/s400/DSC_0765.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204730619973655298"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDrpSEsg2vI/AAAAAAAAB-o/iwNu6dW_C8I/s400/DSC_0768.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728816087390962"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDtfzksg29I/AAAAAAAACAY/89DEt6tUjIM/s400/DSC_0801.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204859133985086418"&gt;Reaching Malaysia when the sun was setting...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDrojEsg2tI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/dbc6tVUTZSE/s400/DSC_0808.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728008633539282"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDroM0sg2sI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Gk32ULqPi5k/s400/DSC_0821.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204727626381449922"&gt;A whole new experience gained no doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-1817930692799764302?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/1817930692799764302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/1817930692799764302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/day5-day6-in-cambodia.html' title='Day5 &amp; Day6 in Cambodia'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/SDt-K0sg3uI/AAAAAAAACGc/N8El1EXZ40U/s72-c/DSC_0314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-1761958874072678048</id><published>2008-03-14T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:23:14.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute Housemates'/><title type='text'>That Travel Plan</title><content type='html'>There was the &lt;EM&gt;Malaysian Airlines Travel Fair&lt;/em&gt; roughly about two weeks ago in February. I was itchy with how cheap the tickets were, and were itching to have another country's custom stamp on the passport again. So I was asking around the housemates as to who wanted to go travel after our finals, since we're stuck in KL doing elective anyway. And the first destination that came into my mind was &lt;STRONG&gt;CAMBODIA&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*sniggering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;EM&gt;Ah&lt;/em&gt; well, I love exotic places.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9psm12k2yI/AAAAAAAABfk/d8HAXOgP9BU/s400/Photo-0116.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177570136162622242"&gt;Well, the plan didn't really materialized, since most of the housemates were not interested.&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt; YL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't interested in cultural and civilization history sites, nor any temples for that matter. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;ML&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the gf of course wouldn't be tagging along anymore. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has some financial problem.&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt; CH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thought Cambodia is some sick lousy under-developed place. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;KW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said his mum would definitely disagree with the plan, not sure what's the reason; but the gf &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-to-turn-21st.html"&gt;Shan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to follow. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;KK &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was the only one still interested. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Shan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; also managed to persuade another female coursemate to travel together. So there were 4 of us.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We didn't get anything from the &lt;EM&gt;MAS Travel Fair&lt;/em&gt; however, as there's the &lt;EM&gt;MATTA Fair&lt;/em&gt; coming up in March &lt;EM&gt;(yeap, this weekend!).&lt;/em&gt; But I was there at &lt;EM&gt;KL Convention Centre&lt;/em&gt; nevertheless. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Lex&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to see if there's anything interesting. So there we were, elbowing through the crowds. Tickets to Cambodia cost 350 bucks then, the &lt;EM&gt;'Free&amp;amp;Easy Package'&lt;/em&gt; of 3 days 2 nights that was.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9pvoF2k22I/AAAAAAAABgE/KG8S-K57t8c/s400/Photo-0122.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177573456172342114"&gt;So anyway, while &lt;EM&gt;MATTA Fair&lt;/em&gt; is here, I asked the initial group to re-confirm the trip. Somehow, they lost interest. Instead of Cambodia, they were thinking of Perhentian Island, or Redang Island. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;WTF?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was disappointed, to be honest. Like &lt;EM&gt;uh&lt;/em&gt;, I was up and happy to have this destination to look forward to after the finals, and now they say they don't want to go overseas anymore. &lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*blergh*&lt;/span&gt; Such a bad thing to do on your friend you know! &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*pfft*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;However, as the weekend's creeping up close, and as I nearly gave up the thought of travelling, what's more that bad experience of &lt;A HREF="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-down-south.html"&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ccccff;"&gt;travelling alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I thought the dreams of travelling overseas annually would be shattered. It was only until Wednesday that one of the girls in the batch asked if I still want to go to Cambodia. Somehow the news had been spreading around, and she was asking who and when I'll be going, since she's still thinking . And the fact that there's another 2 guys (&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Chew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Wang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) who wanted to go, I was all excited again! &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*yipeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9pvCF2k21I/AAAAAAAABf8/ZwWgnrFRpIE/s400/Photo-0121.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177572803337313106"&gt;So we went to &lt;EM&gt;Putra World Trade Centre&lt;/em&gt; today. Tricked &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;KK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into following me there, despite him not going to Cambodia. Both &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Chew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Wang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were not going, and they asked one of the members going to Taiwan for elective to get the pamphlets for them. We did bumped into the Taiwan group there, and they said they haven't been able to get anything on what &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Chew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; asked them to. It was then that I know &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Chew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanted some other informations apart from Cambodia, Bali, Phuket, and who knows what else. &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*LMAO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Some avid traveller showing up. &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*sniggering*&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9p0Dl2k25I/AAAAAAAABgc/GTEv_2Fwo2o/s400/Photo-0117j.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177578326665255826"&gt;Anyway, I managed to get what I wanted. So I shall be sorting out which of those agencies I'll be going with. But the dillema now would be, should I just stick to the one place in Siem Reap? Or should I just take this opportunity to visit Phnom Penh as well? After all I'll be visiting the country, and to say I only step foot in Siem Reap and not Phnom Penh, I couldn't say I'm visiting Cambodia as a whole. So &lt;EM&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... 4 days 3 nights? or 5 days 4 nights?? Need to discuss with that two...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;KK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the other hand, had been such a good friend keeping me company. We came back with so many pamphlets, or rather, visitor guides. He collected those of America, New Zealand &amp;amp; Australia, India and Turkey...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9ptwF2k2zI/AAAAAAAABfs/VSuBf4CbUdk/s400/Photo-0118.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177571394588039986"&gt;The most interesting part was, when I laughed why he would want too many maps of China and her provinces when he's not travelling there. He replied "&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who says I'm not going? Just not now, but will definitely visit China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" Ri&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;iiii&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;ght. The &lt;EM&gt;MATTA Fair&lt;/em&gt; is held every year &lt;EM&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;? In the end, we brought home information books and maps on &lt;EM&gt;Shandong, Liaoning, Anwei, Xiaxi, Suzhou, Guangzhou, Hangzhou, Kaifeng, Kangzhou, Huangshan, Beijing, Shanghai&lt;/em&gt;, and the silk road &lt;EM&gt;thingy&lt;/em&gt;. God knows what we're going to do with all those maps anyway. But I really do heart the 2 postcards that they printed. China is the most generous exibitor in the whole travel fair! &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*sniggering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9pz1F2k24I/AAAAAAAABgU/FQ22LqFd1jk/s400/Photo-0120.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177578077557152642"&gt;Other than that, we brought home heaps of rubbish. Entrance fee of 3 bucks and we got ourselves a bag each, I have no idea what I could do with it. &lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*LMAO*&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9puTV2k20I/AAAAAAAABf0/6i6BfkEUbN4/s400/Photo-0119.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177572000178428738"&gt;Yeaps&lt;/em&gt;. So I shall be discussing it with &lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Chew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Wang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... Fun &lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ffff33;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#6633ff;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt; *sniggering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Just hopefully they're not pulling out last minute. That would be such an anti-climax. We won't be doing backpacking, we'll be doing trips, so the budget would be quite high, less than 2k, but would be over 1k. Or roughly 1k if we're there for 3 days.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9pwe12k23I/AAAAAAAABgM/IlYus22wtTU/s400/Photo-0132.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177574396770179954"&gt;Join us if you wanted, no need to be shy.&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;EM&gt;*grins*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-1761958874072678048?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/1761958874072678048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/1761958874072678048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-travel-plan.html' title='That Travel Plan'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R9psm12k2yI/AAAAAAAABfk/d8HAXOgP9BU/s72-c/Photo-0116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-6261479628331477422</id><published>2007-10-17T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:20:00.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;EMBED TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" HEIGHT="350" WIDTH="425" SRC="http://www.youtube.com/v/SvBIyJf6el0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending.&lt;BR&gt;No hope, no love, no glory, no Happy Ending.&lt;BR&gt;This is the way that we love, like it's forever.&lt;BR&gt;Then live the rest of our life, but not together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life&lt;BR&gt;Can't get no love without sacrifice&lt;BR&gt;If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well&lt;BR&gt;A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is the hardest story that I've ever told&lt;BR&gt;No hope, or love, or glory&lt;BR&gt;Happy endings gone forever more&lt;BR&gt;I feel as if I'm wastin'&lt;BR&gt;And I'm wastin' everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind&lt;BR&gt;Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around&lt;BR&gt;If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong,&lt;BR&gt;I can get to my sleep&lt;BR&gt;I can think that we just carried on&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A Little bit of love, little bit of love&lt;BR&gt;Little bit of love, little bit of love ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I feel as if I'm wastin'&lt;BR&gt;And I'm wastin' everyday&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending.&lt;BR&gt;No hope, no love, no glory, no Happy Ending.&lt;BR&gt;This is the way that we love, like it's forever.&lt;BR&gt;To live the rest of our life, but not together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending.&lt;BR&gt;No hope, no love, no glory, no Happy Ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-6261479628331477422?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/6261479628331477422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/6261479628331477422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-ending.html' title='Happy Ending'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-4352483019775465324</id><published>2007-08-13T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:15:48.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;It's my &lt;EM&gt;sister's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt; birtyday &lt;/strong&gt;on Sunday. I got her &lt;STRONG&gt;a present&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_6cAxHIRI/AAAAAAAAAME/WrXLc0b6vXw/s320/aug10Photo-0041.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098068662355960082"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;And a very nice wraper too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_5FwxHIPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8u4dwUHRZWY/s320/128Photo-0033.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098067180592242930"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_5zwxHIQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9pxw7R91QeA/s320/128Photo-0034.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098067970866225410"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;We went to &lt;STRONG&gt;TGI Friday&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;EM&gt;Section 14 Petaling Jaya&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_9xQxHIYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/aQq-wf91Xkk/s320/IMGP2290.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098072325963063682"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;We ordered some food. The apetizer was &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/RsAAswxHIcI/AAAAAAAAANc/utDCJUlRWWM/s320/IMGP2247.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098075547188535746"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;The drinks were &lt;STRONG&gt;sour...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_7gwxHITI/AAAAAAAAAMU/aAbzA1IT580/s320/IMGP2251.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098069843471966514"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_9bQxHIXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/F4JR0CPBS90/s320/IMGP2288.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098071948005941618"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;But the food was &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:180%;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_7uwxHIUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rbU0afE3Zk4/s320/IMGP2261.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098070083990135106"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_8WwxHIWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TkUuFyzWXmQ/s320/IMGP2263.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098070771184902498"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_79AxHIVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XQ2i1bYUy2A/s320/IMGP2262.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098070328803270994"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;And, the ice-cream cake was the &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I tested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_-hAxHIaI/AAAAAAAAANM/hSte0vKX3Cs/s320/IMGP2307.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098073146301817250"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;Sis was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_7AwxHISI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SHFy8bOwSrA/s320/IMGP2250.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098069293716152610"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_-AgxHIZI/AAAAAAAAANE/jWjT4IhePp4/s320/IMGP2294.JPG" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098072587956068754"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;After we went back, I asked her to try on her present. It turned out the sweater didn't really &lt;EM&gt;fit&lt;/em&gt;, so I went to &lt;EM&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/em&gt; just now to change another design for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr__nQxHIbI/AAAAAAAAANU/X9J6efb_Ecw/s320/aug13Photo-0032.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098074353187627442"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;Yes, I'm being pretty children with simple sentences today. But I like it simple and short. Especially when it comes to something special like my sis's birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="center"&gt;&amp;gt;_&lt;&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/3088980353686566755-4352483019775465324?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/4352483019775465324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/4352483019775465324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/Rr_6cAxHIRI/AAAAAAAAAME/WrXLc0b6vXw/s72-c/aug10Photo-0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-2609995942782806898</id><published>2007-08-07T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:29:49.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun stuffSSS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute Housemates'/><title type='text'>I'm Twisted? NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;A TARGET="new" HREF="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/twisted.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A TARGET="new" HREF="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/"&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:78%;"&gt;How evil are &lt;I&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;I can't resist taking the test while I was browsing through blogs just now. I mean, I came across this test on one of the blogs, where the author was classified as "&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;Evil&lt;/span&gt;". Questions are pretty obvious, as in which answer you choose determine how evil you are. But somehow, it just appears that, even when I'm so damn &lt;EM&gt;UN&lt;/em&gt;-evil and I chose "&lt;STRONG&gt;Comedy&lt;/strong&gt;" over "&lt;STRONG&gt;Movies of Evil&lt;/strong&gt;" when asked about what's my type of movie, the website just won't want to settle down with the fact that I'm the slightest bit of evil, and what's more, they came up with a new term that I'm actually &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;TWISTED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Could you even believe that? I mean, look at my post! Which posts indicated that I've had &lt;EM&gt;Mr. Jekyll&lt;/em&gt; in myself huh? Okay maybe when I cursed a few here and there; or about my &lt;STRONG&gt;GAY SEX&lt;/strong&gt; fantasies; and that "&lt;EM&gt;forbidden love between a man and his handphone&lt;/em&gt;" as Paul put it... But all in all... wait a minute... I guess I am &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;TWISTED&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;EM&gt;LOL&lt;/em&gt;. But &lt;EM&gt;hey,&lt;/em&gt; really, I'm just being nice. I've got straigt readers, and homosexuals as well. I'm just not being homophobic. &lt;EM&gt;LOL&lt;/em&gt;. But anyway, since I've decided to be &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;TWISTED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today, I guess I could carry on being &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;TWISTED&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER="0" SRC="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/RrhBUwxHH8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/j778D0NxqC0/s320/Photo-0033.jpg" ALT="" STYLE="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" ID="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095894803313795010"&gt; &lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;Interesting image I captured at the lecture hall after Dr. Tay's &lt;EM&gt;Medical Microbiology&lt;/em&gt; class. None of the 3 dozed off individuals in the photo are myself. I was the one taking the photo. Call me &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it seems like I'm the one obsessed with sleeping future doctors lately. LOL. But to be honest, I guess I have somehow &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my&lt;EM&gt; circardian rhythm&lt;/em&gt;. I sleep at 1.30 a.m. every night, and woke up at 7.10 am every morning. And I don't need any more sleep for the rest of the day. I'm still working towards reducing my sleeping hours, maybe 3 hours per day... who knows, I might finally &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my brain so much that I could become a sleepless monster. Wonder what it's like to be then, not needing to sleep and all. I'll have&lt;STRONG&gt; 24 hours&lt;/strong&gt; per day, as in &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;24 HOURS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; per day. I won't need to save up 6 hours per day for sleep, which to the &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me, is just merely a waste of time, although those seriously un&lt;STRONG&gt;-&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; scientists and medical peoples have been reporting it's better to have 6 hours of sleep per day for adults. Then, I'll have enough time to make...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;I'll stop here. It's a &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post by a &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;TWISTED&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;guy with a&lt;STRONG&gt; &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;brain, on a &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mood anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-2609995942782806898?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/2609995942782806898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/2609995942782806898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-twisted-not.html' title='I&apos;m Twisted? NOT!'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/RrhBUwxHH8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/j778D0NxqC0/s72-c/Photo-0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3088980353686566755.post-928740775739134616</id><published>2007-04-30T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:18:23.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>20 07 2007</title><content type='html'>I was typing something about being a money-faced doctor a while ago. But Vico sent me a &lt;EM&gt;youtube&lt;/em&gt; link that somehow, I was too stupid not to save my writings first that the youtube thing, just somehow being opened in the same window as my blogspot's. &lt;EM&gt;BAH&lt;/em&gt;. So yea, when I clicked on the "Back" button, it's an empty new page.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Anyway, for those who don't actually understand Mandrin, I'm really sorry about this. The youtube video below is sang in erm, a little bit of Mandrin, Malay, and some Chinese clan's native language. Now, come to think about it, I would just post the entire video up here, but then again, I guess I'll just post the link. A good buddy of mine was saying this singer was caught last week. &lt;EM&gt;OMG&lt;/em&gt;. Now I don't know if that's true, but I definitely don't want to be accused of &lt;STRONG&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; being patriotic.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The song is basically a Chinese rap song, with a little bit of the national anthem being inserted here and there. And the singer was singing on some really sensitive stuff that normal people like myself would only keep to our family. I salute his bravery though. Not that I support him or anything. But there are some truths alright. Especially when there's this part about students who go to Chinese Independant school not able to enter local university. Yeah, and he actually had all this University of Malaya logo being incorporated in his video. Anyway, here's the link, &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm &lt;STRONG&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; commenting anything&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NczMNH0dbEQ"&gt;http://www.youtube&lt;font style="color:black;background-color:99ff99"&gt;.com&lt;/font&gt;/watch?v=NczMNH0dbEQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;By the way, do you actually noticed today's date? Forget about the 7th of July. My friend from secondary school just messaged me this saying today's teh 20th of July, and well, it took me quite a long time realizing what she was saying. &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;20.07.2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Now, wouldn't that be nice... I'm thinking of getting drunk. As in I'll walk straight into a light pole kind of drunk. Not difficult I suppose, although I do have this pit on my cheeks that older people say that means I can really drink. But I can assure you, &lt;SPAN STYLE="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never drink&lt;/span&gt;. LOL&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Anyway, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3088980353686566755-928740775739134616?l=bongblongblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/928740775739134616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3088980353686566755/posts/default/928740775739134616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/20-07-2007.html' title='20 07 2007'/><author><name>Dan Blum</name><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></entry></feed>
