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term='me'/><category term='office'/><category term='tony romas'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='central market'/><category term='last day of 2008'/><category term='scared'/><category term='random'/><category term='Jake Sully'/><category term='just because'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='party'/><category term='games'/><category term='happy'/><category term='miss'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='book'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Keanu Reeves'/><category term='potterheadititis'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='My sister&apos;s keeper'/><category term='Paddington House of Pancakes'/><category term='bread pudding'/><category term='17 Again'/><category term='food'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='bag'/><title type='text'>what's up with J?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>297</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5919356273556126363</id><published>2011-08-04T09:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T09:21:41.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Park Yoochun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><title type='text'>Park Yoochun</title><content type='html'>Ok that pic earlier doesn't really show much about my baby keke. Except that he is cute. kan? keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sepet boy. He is Park Yoochun. Also known as Micky Yoochun. Yuchun in Japanese. He is 6002theMicky on twitter (ok you don't know how much I spam to his account lol). The rest you can google, if you are interested XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of sharing a few of my fave pics of him. These are the recents pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2wVvO3WvX0/Tjnzd6UVolI/AAAAAAAAC1E/hwrZA2ioXuU/s1600/3211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2wVvO3WvX0/Tjnzd6UVolI/AAAAAAAAC1E/hwrZA2ioXuU/s400/3211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636804103827202642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i818PZO7ADw/Tjnzd2AKTkI/AAAAAAAAC08/bDL6097xm4o/s1600/ripley_033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i818PZO7ADw/Tjnzd2AKTkI/AAAAAAAAC08/bDL6097xm4o/s400/ripley_033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636804102668832322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BooHePoLfs4/TjnzduVy2FI/AAAAAAAAC00/ubPna7o5-b0/s1600/6e34e687jw1djnvco9d3uj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BooHePoLfs4/TjnzduVy2FI/AAAAAAAAC00/ubPna7o5-b0/s400/6e34e687jw1djnvco9d3uj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636804100612085842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FbC1es7nxU/Tjnz8_sa32I/AAAAAAAAC1M/6RgEvlCsQaM/s1600/paran7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FbC1es7nxU/Tjnz8_sa32I/AAAAAAAAC1M/6RgEvlCsQaM/s400/paran7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636804637846331234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah enough lah.. till next time! Muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5919356273556126363?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5919356273556126363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2011/08/park-yoochun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5919356273556126363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5919356273556126363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2011/08/park-yoochun.html' title='Park Yoochun'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2wVvO3WvX0/Tjnzd6UVolI/AAAAAAAAC1E/hwrZA2ioXuU/s72-c/3211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7245871067855102410</id><published>2011-08-04T08:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:15:30.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Park Yoochun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile eh? Ok sorry for the title, I just don't feel much creativity today. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I forget about you, but somehow I think I spoke too much on twitter already and I feel like having nothing to say here. keke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why suddenly this morning I feel like logging in here, and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that happened that I can't digest it all here. So why I just look upon the future, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are welcoming Ramadhan Mubarak again. Alhamdulillah that Allah gives us another chance to experience Ramadhan again. 1st Ramadhan has always been an emotional day for me, starting about 4 years ago? My mama had her mild stroke on the 1st day of Ramadhan, while preparing for the 1st Sahur. It was the most scariest and live changing experience for me and I believe the rest of my family. Alhamdulillah my mama is well and thankful to Allah that I have more time to spend with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo have you guys seen the last Harry Potter movie? Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2? This alone deserved to have its own post, so I'm going to talk about it in a separate post, hopefully. hehehe. As of now, I'm still in denial that it is over. I've seen it 4 times and I still feel that they are not enough. Cried all 4 times. hahahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most exciting and nerve wrecking update about me is that I'm going to further study in September. lol. I've never expected that I'm going to do this, it has always been at the back of my mind but i've never really pursue the thought but ouit of sudden,  the decision came to me in one day and then application sent and offer received and bam! registration for new students will be on 14th August 2011. InsyaAllah. I'm doing it part time, at my alma mater. Yikes! hahah even the sound of the course kinda freaking me out a bit. I have been out of school for hmmm.. 10 years? I finished my bachelor degree in 2001, convocation ceremony in 2002, called to the bar September 2002. Yes, Im that old. lol. So, the thought of going back to school is a bit scary, it's going to be challenging since I'll be working at the same time too. Camne eh? Im already usually tired at the end of the day on working days, now with classes and asisgnments? Gulps. I'm not even sure if I'm prepared for it, but I have to go through this. At the same time, I'm feeling good about it and excited. This is something to improve myself, right? Ya Allah, permudahkanlah urusan ku. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else eh? oh, ah yes, I'm still into my korean world. If I didn't hear a korean word a day I feel weird now. hahahahahah. It seems like the korean world is a part of me now. lol However, I don't like all, I like only a few artistes and Im more into the dramas too. I'm also atrracted too the country, the language and the culture as well. I even have a thing for the food too now. Luckily, now halal Korean food are available, so there is room for us to know more about this culture. I even attended a korean cooking class! I even bought Korean for Dummies too. ggagagagagagagk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but i have to tell you that I may have change my love from one guy to another. Ooopsie. Well, dont blame me, I can't help it that I find the other guy more interesting. I was into Kim Hyun Joong, right? Well, I'm still into him, he is still my first Korean love. It's just that I've found my soulmate. *rolling eyes* lol. D.E.L.U.S.I.O.N.A.L. hahahahaah you know me lah.. change guys all the time. lol. If only me real life story is this exciting haha. FYI, it's still non existent. XDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss writing in here. Somehow while I'm writing this, the mind sort of organising its thoughts. My mind has been everywhere these days. hahah. I think I'm going to try to spend more time here, as I find this is sort of calming? kekekeke. Blogging has always been therapeutic (is this the right spelling? keke too lazy to check)to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, this is my new love. Park Yoochun. Saranghaeeeeeeee hahahahaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zx0g36hi_NA/Tjnv6PjTrlI/AAAAAAAAC0s/rNaW1fydM54/s1600/DSC03603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zx0g36hi_NA/Tjnv6PjTrlI/AAAAAAAAC0s/rNaW1fydM54/s400/DSC03603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636800192516959826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7245871067855102410?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7245871067855102410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7245871067855102410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7245871067855102410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zx0g36hi_NA/Tjnv6PjTrlI/AAAAAAAAC0s/rNaW1fydM54/s72-c/DSC03603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3177990116852316856</id><published>2010-12-12T19:00:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:03:07.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim Hyun Joong'/><title type='text'>Crazy for Hyun Joong - Part 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was held outside Pavilion, from Bukit BIntang. If you are familiar with Pavilion, it's the wide space at La Bodega towards the Loaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So day 2 came. This time I was alone. I'm glad I met sha, so i can plan to "bump" into her at Pavilion. She texted me around 9 i think (i cant remember exactly what time) she said she is ready to go out. I was like WHAT? *cries* i haven't even took my bath yet. Then I packed my bags for the little get away with my friends, and getting ready. It was around 10 I think. I didn't plan to go too early. My plan was to be there 12pm the earliest as I already given my name to the fanclub to join their "queue". Then Sha texted me and said that people were already started queuing! I was suprised and got a little bit kan cheong and got ready as fast as I could and I went out of the house around 10 something. I havent had my breakfast yet, luckilly after I parked I went to buy some buns and water, raincoat.. umbrella and some tibdits..just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the area, this was what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSz2A77SqI/AAAAAAAACxo/1MunlgB4I-U/s1600/P1010569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSz2A77SqI/AAAAAAAACxo/1MunlgB4I-U/s400/P1010569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549758381372951202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was actually taken a little bit later.. but the crowd more or less the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I thought to myself, am I really going to do this? Am I really gonna sit here all day? The event was scheduled to start at 5pm. Now it's about 11am. Then Sha came and found me and we talked a little bit. Sha &amp;amp; her friend was also sitting in queue. So I thought, ok, let's just try. Sha sat with me for awhile, trying to make me comfortable, which I thank you. If you weren't there, I don't think I went through it you know. Then after sitting there for awhile, more people came and I thought hey, Im not the only crazy one here. When the line were separated, for those under the RM50 category and RM300. I decided to let go my place at the fanclub and sit with the RM300 people. I think Im among the first 10 in the queue. We were informed that the first 200 person under the RM300 category will be given a special zone to stand. That was what I was aiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBpItC66I/AAAAAAAACyI/_BNLNqMmgm4/s1600/P1010583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBpItC66I/AAAAAAAACyI/_BNLNqMmgm4/s400/P1010583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549773553282509730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the line behind me.. so i was glad i came earlier, ya know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBo6_9d5I/AAAAAAAACyA/5lx_qFWqxYE/s1600/P1010573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBo6_9d5I/AAAAAAAACyA/5lx_qFWqxYE/s400/P1010573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549773549603747730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the line in front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBobaL4pI/AAAAAAAACx4/Cm4sCPXsrO0/s1600/P1010570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBobaL4pI/AAAAAAAACx4/Cm4sCPXsrO0/s400/P1010570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549773541123809938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBn4JFgrI/AAAAAAAACxw/kUkj17osf5U/s1600/P1010571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBn4JFgrI/AAAAAAAACxw/kUkj17osf5U/s400/P1010571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549773531656848050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supplies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, what the heck, I'm already here, let's just get through it. The people in my line were pretty cool people and we talked and made friends. I sat with a 17 year old girl, who was on her break from SPM. A really sweet girl. Around Zohor time, i asked the girls in front of me to keep our places and went for prayers. After we came back, it has started drizzling. I was thinking again.. am I for real? But we already waited for about 3 hours, so what was some rain? We took out our umbrellas and sat there. As Im writing here, I still can't believe that I actually went through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTR3bJrPLI/AAAAAAAACzg/WuQSBNC1iaA/s1600/202738371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTR3bJrPLI/AAAAAAAACzg/WuQSBNC1iaA/s400/202738371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549791390938643634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fans with umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 2:30pm, TFS called for the registration &amp;amp; doorgift. We were sitting in the line and didnt want to gave up our line but the TFS staff were kind enough to ensure that we keep our line, so she brought us to the door gift counter. We got a poster and a face mask each and we got our VIP stamp on our arms. So much for a VIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBp7UdDEI/AAAAAAAACyQ/_cGrN-AzfWQ/s1600/P1010590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTBp7UdDEI/AAAAAAAACyQ/_cGrN-AzfWQ/s400/P1010590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549773566869572674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the so called VIP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFBaLopaI/AAAAAAAACyg/vbhrZfe7bak/s1600/P1010594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFBaLopaI/AAAAAAAACyg/vbhrZfe7bak/s400/P1010594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549777268825957794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Sha waiting in her lucky winners line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFAhZ6YHI/AAAAAAAACyY/J1Gxf1vEL-8/s1600/P1010591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFAhZ6YHI/AAAAAAAACyY/J1Gxf1vEL-8/s400/P1010591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549777253585018994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me with the doorgift poster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all we have to do was wait. It was already past 3pm, so i was thinking what's 2 hours more. i was comfortable with the girls Im with, so it was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 4 + they gathered us around and preparing us to go inside the special zone area. we found out that only those with RM300 postcard can enter into the area. Poor the RM50 ppl who have waited since morning. At this point, I was glad that I had the RM300 postcard. At least, I got to see him a little closer.. I may not be able to see him face to face but it beats being those at the back. So we were "let loose" into the special zone area. At this point also i was quite disappointed as we were mixed with those who were not shoppers of the RM300 category. I wont say anything but I just think that it was unfair as it was a TFS shopper event. We dug our money and bought RM300 worth of products, at least show us some special privilege. They should have allow the first 200 in first, then give the rest to who ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was tired already and seriously i was not in the mood already. People were pushing and it was stuffy and super hot. Some girls beside me were those hyper types and kept screaming. I've been to quite a number of concerts but I never get annoyed like this. Maybe I was moody and tired too so probably I got easily agitated that day. Seriously at this time, I thought to myself, WHY AM I HERE? I was alone (i know i met nice people here) but I was alone. When we stood there, we were on our own. We were already separated. I was like 4-5 rows from the barricade. As time went on, I was pushed further back. I was too lazy to fight with these people anymore. So I just thought I just get what I can.  HJ actually came a little bit earlier than 5pm which i was grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFBguSE1I/AAAAAAAACyo/LfGaoHXuO-Y/s1600/P1010599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFBguSE1I/AAAAAAAACyo/LfGaoHXuO-Y/s400/P1010599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549777270581891922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My view. erk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJkzmaXzI/AAAAAAAACzQ/taWVwYFUiHQ/s1600/P1010598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJkzmaXzI/AAAAAAAACzQ/taWVwYFUiHQ/s400/P1010598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549782274991087410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;erm i was here. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crowd went crazy of course.. but as he went on stage he was concerned with the crowds on the left side of the stage. He actually gestured "stop" with his hand because he didnt want any unfortunate event to happen. As i understand, the barricade that side moved as the crowd were pushing. That was my fave moment of the entire event. hehehe the always-caring side of HJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFCDNUExI/AAAAAAAACyw/SsMUVQr3F3A/s1600/P1010605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFCDNUExI/AAAAAAAACyw/SsMUVQr3F3A/s400/P1010605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549777279838851858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was telling the fans not to push&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFCkFFCCI/AAAAAAAACy4/31dFSRCihZM/s1600/P1010626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTFCkFFCCI/AAAAAAAACy4/31dFSRCihZM/s400/P1010626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549777288662681634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend sha getting his autograph on stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJlj2lzaI/AAAAAAAACzY/erfDgose4YE/s1600/P1010629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJlj2lzaI/AAAAAAAACzY/erfDgose4YE/s400/P1010629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549782287943847330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After I went to take a breather... more air here.. look how many people kept me away from HJ hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually took some vids of his arrival but at that chaotic moment I deleted some of the vids accidentally. My friend Sha went on stage (yes she was one of the lucky winners) took some of her pics and after that, I went to the back of the crowd. It was too stuffy for me. There weren't much to see anyway, HJ came on at first, and launched a new product, then the autograph session, took photos with the lucky winners, autograph session again.. then said goodbye. I did get a pretty good fancam for the last bit and caught his only english words "Thank you very much, I love you." Ngeeeeeeee. THen off he went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is a couple of pic I took from THEFACESHOP MALAYSIA official facebook page. Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=38929&amp;amp;id=166147126753454"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the album. Credit goes to them.. just to show the crowd from the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJkRgQU4I/AAAAAAAACzI/CGVlOBCSINA/s1600/me%2BTFS%2Bstage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJkRgQU4I/AAAAAAAACzI/CGVlOBCSINA/s400/me%2BTFS%2Bstage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549782265838457730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the crowd from the stage. so this was how HJ saw us? I probably at the place i marked in red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJkXP-RZI/AAAAAAAACzA/B6bWf6PPDoU/s1600/me%2BTFS%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQTJkXP-RZI/AAAAAAAACzA/B6bWf6PPDoU/s400/me%2BTFS%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549782267380778386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahahaha u can see me here! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take a lot of pics, it was hard and my cam has only 4x zoom so I couldnt really get close up photos. However, im satisfied with what I have and Im glad I took the last video. You can see more of my photos &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=243678&amp;amp;id=508995977&amp;amp;l=cffaed877e"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see my vids &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qghX3iBXZok"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ijmNV-7UqAc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to kimhyunjoongperfect, you can also see me &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LAYRyaRk204"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at 0:04 hahahah! see the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to say goodbye to my new friends and then I just went home and waited for my friends to pick up for our little get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly unbelievable. I can't believe i sat on the pavement for nearly 6-7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got what I want. To see Hyun Joong in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, that alone is worth of all the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that event, I told my friends that I was not sure if I want to do it again. But right now, Im still sick with the effect of HJ visit here, I probably take it back. If i have the time, the strength and supporting friends, I might do it again. and oh, after i uploaded pics on FB, i found out that there were quite a number of HJ friends among my friends and said that they wanted to follow me for HJ's visit next time. hahah. I guess before this they were too shy to admit :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, call me stupid, call me what you want. All in all, I really did what I really want ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most importantly, in the process, I've met with new friends, which I find amazing what one common thing can bring people together ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWygnj5WkPU"&gt;vid&lt;/a&gt; by Mykpophuntress brought tears to my eyes everytime I watch it. hahhahahah yes, im still crazy for HJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos of the whole visit, you can go to THEFACESHOP MALAYSIA official facebook page &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/thefaceshopmalaysia"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3177990116852316856?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3177990116852316856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-for-hyun-joong-part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3177990116852316856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3177990116852316856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-for-hyun-joong-part-2.html' title='Crazy for Hyun Joong - Part 2'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSz2A77SqI/AAAAAAAACxo/1MunlgB4I-U/s72-c/P1010569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-1837025318042516226</id><published>2010-12-12T17:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:45:20.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim Hyun Joong'/><title type='text'>Crazy for Hyun Joong - Part 1</title><content type='html'>The craziest thing I ever done in my entire 33 years life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this tops the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you know that I get celebrity crushes all the time. The top of my list is of course my darling Keanu Reeves, everyone who knows me knows that. Even my late grandmother knows that. hehe. If you followed my blog, you noticed there are a few crushes I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, as you may have noticed, the latest celeb crush is of course, Kim Hyun Joong. If you noticed as well, I kinda slow in blogging after I'm into him? hahahaha so you see my mind has been taken over by this Korean guy called Kim Hyun Joong. Because of him, i'm into the korean entertainment world. I may not be an expert, but I'm enjoying at my own pace. But, everything korean leads back to Hyun Joong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of him, I did something I never ever thought I would do. I waited in line to see 40 minutes of him in the flesh for nearly 7 HOURS! or 6. I reached Pavilion aarea around 11am. He came before 5pm and left before 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far, this seriously is the craziest thing i ever done in my celeb obssession. and oh, how can i forget? I WENT TO HIS ARRIVAL AT THE AIRPORT! HHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAH I EVEN TOOK A HALF DAY LEAVE FOR IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I did that. It has been a week since my adventure, I still get goosebumps thinking how unbelievable it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have no idea what I'm talking about. Ok so, let me tell you the story. Kim Hyun Joong has been appointed as the official spokeperson for THEFACESHOP. THEFACESHOP is a leading Korean cosmetic brand and Malaysia (from what I found out) is the second biggest partner after China. Impressive ey. BElieve me, I have no idea about this until Kim Hyun Joong becamse the spoke person. I had never entered into its shop too. UNTIL KIM HYUN JOONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, now you know I'm not kidding when I told you Kim Hyun Joong has taken over my sanity. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about him. Why I like him so much. I just do. Not like. LOVE. I swear we have a relationship. XD. Somewhere. Faraway fan - celeb relationship. Then people say, when you are in love, there is no reason. You just feel it. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what have i become. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, let me ge to the adventure. I didnt win the lucky draw contest. :( The lucky draw winners got to meet him on stage and get his autograph right there and then. I was quite depressed for not winning. You know how that feel? It felt like he's right in front of you but you can't do anything. It hurts. I was heartbrooken. Not kidding. When I entered the contest, of course at the back of my mind didn't really put much hope. But that's a lie. Of course i really hope to win. Combined with kak tine, I spent nearly RM400 just to enter into the lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did plan a little bit and applied leave just in case as I've been discussing with my friend from Sarawak thinking of stalking HJ. As my friend couldn't make it, I didn't want to do it alone. It's sad enough that I'm going to the Fan gathering alone.. but not to the airport too right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ schedule was - from Singapore to Malaysia on the 3rd, 4th Dec the fan gathering &amp;amp; autograph sessions at pavilion and on the 5th, TFS outlets visit on Pavilion &amp;amp; Sunway Pyramid. As I've already made plans with my girls Lin and Hani for a weekend getaway, I cannot go to the 5th event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get his flight and hotel information from my friend b, thank you so much for all the help and tips! At that time I still I havent decided whether Im actually going to do it. I didn't even have a camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd dec night, i really wanted to go and i asked my dear bubuk if she can accompany me. She said yes! if not for bubuk, i wouldn't have the chance to meet HJ upclose. Well, not close enough but to see him real life. So i went to work on the 3rd, with 1/2 day leave on my mind and going to the airport. That morning when I was in a meeting for a project i loathe, i received a phone call but i couldnt pick it up. I called it back, it went unanswered and i called so many times! I wasnt expecting any phone call except for TFS. I still didnt know who the caller, but in my heart that time i really think it was TFS. Somehow I got very emotional, i cant even focus on the meeting. Luckily the meeting was a simple one, and i didnt really need much concentration. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went out of the meeting, i decided, JUST GO! So i packed my stuff and left office and went to pick up bubuk. Bubuk brought her 3 months old baby, Darin.. all for my craziness. Now when I thought about it, i exposed darin with so many risks. but alhamdulillah, it went smoothly and Darin is fine :) and she was a doll on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ was scheduled to arrive from singapore at 5:55pm. We reached KLIA at about 530pm and I straight away looked for my twitter friend Sha. Found her, did our greeting and we waited. There were a number of Triple S Malaysia there (Triple S is reference to fan club for HJ's band SS501).., there were green balloons and they were singing the fan song "Green Peas". As it was my frist experience, I find it very exciting and somehow Im glad that they werent too many fans there, so I got a better chance to see him. We waited at the glass barricade outside the arrival hall as we thought we could see him better. I was so nervous and bubuk was asking me if i would like to have her corn in cup and i said i cant eat anything. of course, she still teases me about that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNUGMvYI/AAAAAAAACxQ/kuRSdscfY3E/s1600/155508_460322701915_727956915_6035524_4782410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNUGMvYI/AAAAAAAACxQ/kuRSdscfY3E/s320/155508_460322701915_727956915_6035524_4782410_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549744488002141570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fans waiting for HJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnN71Vl9I/AAAAAAAACxg/T-rN8MMuchY/s1600/202368724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnN71Vl9I/AAAAAAAACxg/T-rN8MMuchY/s320/202368724.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549744498668836818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new friend Sha, we met for the first time here after knowing each other about a week on twitter? lol. Simply awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNtkEG3I/AAAAAAAACxY/EfGN18ugy8Q/s1600/156997_460321681915_727956915_6035500_2628513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNtkEG3I/AAAAAAAACxY/EfGN18ugy8Q/s320/156997_460321681915_727956915_6035500_2628513_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549744494838291314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My loyal friend bubuk and her daughter Darin. Thank you, it wouldnt not be possible without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HJ came out at about 6:40-ish pm and I caught it on vid. hahaha. somehow my stupid vid got nearly 5K views? HHAHAH. i had my phone (on video mode) on my left hand and I got bubuk's camera on my riight hand (for stills). when he came out, i sort of forgot that I had the video on my hand as i was running to the exit. Oh yes, bubuk also was running with me, together with Darin in tow and the stroller! LMAO!. Bubuk got excited as I was after seeing how good looking HJ was in real life. haha. We were actually quite near.. but somehow, I was i don't know, shocked? That I didn't really know what to do. He was stalled for quite awhile waiting for his car to arrive but I didnt know what I did..but somehow, when I crossed to the otherside, I got to be by his vehicle, a Toyota Alphard and I was on his side. So I can actually see him at the window. I waved. HHAHHAHA.. it took about i dont know 5 minutes? max is 10 minutes. I think it was less than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ was actually tall but small. His frame is quite small. And now I believe when people refer to him as "walking statue". He is unbelievably good looking. By far, he is the most good looking beautiful person i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see my video here but see it with caution. hahahahaa. You'll get what I mean about 2-3 seconds when you see the video. See the vid &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3f_PYWlw8w"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;: you can even hear my footsteps. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the only pics i got .. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmVWrMQsI/AAAAAAAACwY/4acRMVRx5uM/s1600/HJ%2Barrival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmVWrMQsI/AAAAAAAACwY/4acRMVRx5uM/s320/HJ%2Barrival.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549743526621496002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His flight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmVRh-0VI/AAAAAAAACwg/vcEPixjrRrY/s1600/hj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmVRh-0VI/AAAAAAAACwg/vcEPixjrRrY/s320/hj4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549743525240688978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THERE HE IS! Marked red. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmVmPRT1I/AAAAAAAACwo/Xj_UI9SOmYQ/s1600/HJ1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmVmPRT1I/AAAAAAAACwo/Xj_UI9SOmYQ/s320/HJ1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549743530799353682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmV8esogI/AAAAAAAACww/isHW1ElPZXY/s1600/HJ2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmV8esogI/AAAAAAAACww/isHW1ElPZXY/s320/HJ2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549743536769638914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped as he was greeted by TFS staff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmWHi33-I/AAAAAAAACw4/Wy7xzLHG8OI/s1600/HJ3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSmWHi33-I/AAAAAAAACw4/Wy7xzLHG8OI/s320/HJ3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549743539739942882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shaking shaking!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNFEzunI/AAAAAAAACxI/HPSg05bPFDs/s1600/148294_460323206915_727956915_6035532_1029919_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNFEzunI/AAAAAAAACxI/HPSg05bPFDs/s320/148294_460323206915_727956915_6035532_1029919_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549744483969776242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The back of his head haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnMzu8nUI/AAAAAAAACxA/_zuN39gJE1o/s1600/148294_460323211915_727956915_6035533_4349325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnMzu8nUI/AAAAAAAACxA/_zuN39gJE1o/s320/148294_460323211915_727956915_6035533_4349325_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549744479314681154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His ride. He was sitting behind the driver ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most memorable moment in my life. It was crazy, exciting, fun, and I'm glad i just went for it. TO tell you the truth, i love this moment than the fan gathering. I may not be able to see him up close, up close. But i was there. I WAS THERE! I saw him! and oh, you can see me in this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ePzM0aIaN6Y"&gt;vid&lt;/a&gt; at minute 2:06 far right hahahaha. i was about to cross the road. Wearing purple top and black pants. either u see or miss it :P Credit goes to the owner of the vid&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still smitten XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-1837025318042516226?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/1837025318042516226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-for-hyun-joong-part-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1837025318042516226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1837025318042516226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-for-hyun-joong-part-1.html' title='Crazy for Hyun Joong - Part 1'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSnNUGMvYI/AAAAAAAACxQ/kuRSdscfY3E/s72-c/155508_460322701915_727956915_6035524_4782410_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6214496154723801547</id><published>2010-12-12T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T17:32:17.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>33</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, I'm 33 years old now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people sigh for adding numbers to their age.. for me, it's a blessing for being "allowed" to live 33 years already. With all prayers, may we all be around long enough to have many more birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for than good health, good fortune, and always surrounded by my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSVpteeqTI/AAAAAAAACvw/IHqPqiPWtBU/s1600/133157_475933622932_686432932_5802942_6969246_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSVpteeqTI/AAAAAAAACvw/IHqPqiPWtBU/s320/133157_475933622932_686432932_5802942_6969246_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549725184641902898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how can I forget the priceless "trending party" my friends did for me on twitter. lol. it may not reached the trending list, but, this tops on my list. Check out some of the trending "birthday jan" i screencapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my dear @lizipohmali @mirs_ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWalFhkzI/AAAAAAAACwQ/IWxsWw_XuZY/s1600/%2540mirs_ana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWalFhkzI/AAAAAAAACwQ/IWxsWw_XuZY/s320/%2540mirs_ana2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549726024203342642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWaXnciUI/AAAAAAAACwI/7cDoDFuDxqw/s1600/%2540lizipohmali2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWaXnciUI/AAAAAAAACwI/7cDoDFuDxqw/s320/%2540lizipohmali2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549726020587522370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWZ23VKUI/AAAAAAAACwA/dP1xSzC8aaU/s1600/%2540mirs_ana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWZ23VKUI/AAAAAAAACwA/dP1xSzC8aaU/s320/%2540mirs_ana1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549726011795777858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWZnNUB9I/AAAAAAAACv4/EgGb5IorYSU/s1600/%2540lizipohmali1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSWZnNUB9I/AAAAAAAACv4/EgGb5IorYSU/s320/%2540lizipohmali1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549726007593011154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6214496154723801547?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6214496154723801547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/12/33.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6214496154723801547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6214496154723801547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/12/33.html' title='33'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TQSVpteeqTI/AAAAAAAACvw/IHqPqiPWtBU/s72-c/133157_475933622932_686432932_5802942_6969246_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-930287741962479566</id><published>2010-11-14T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:48:32.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan Khan's Dream Korea Itinerary!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys!! please click on the link and vote for me.. tweet, like, etc. would help. love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://koreabeinspired.com/itinerary/1195"&gt;Jan Khan&amp;#39;s Dream Korea Itinerary!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-930287741962479566?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://koreabeinspired.com/itinerary/1195' title='Jan Khan&apos;s Dream Korea Itinerary!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/930287741962479566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/11/jan-khans-dream-korea-itinerary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/930287741962479566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/930287741962479566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/11/jan-khans-dream-korea-itinerary.html' title='Jan Khan&apos;s Dream Korea Itinerary!'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3454144875531183683</id><published>2010-10-22T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T20:31:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plum Cake Tatin</title><content type='html'>Ok referring to my previous post. I just changed my url tumblr from http://jankhan.tumblr.com to http://plumcaketatin.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3454144875531183683?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3454144875531183683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/10/plum-cake-tatin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3454144875531183683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3454144875531183683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/10/plum-cake-tatin.html' title='Plum Cake Tatin'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7078657808758313818</id><published>2010-10-21T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:35:08.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Just would like to inform you guys that I spent more time on tumblr than here these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was introduced to it sometime last week and got addicted already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my tumblr here http://jankhan.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7078657808758313818?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7078657808758313818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/10/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7078657808758313818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7078657808758313818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/10/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7564063497547682129</id><published>2010-07-14T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:44:47.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Of Weddings and Babies</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but for me, this year is a year of weddings and babies. If not weddings, it is engagement. So actually it should be read as year of engagement, weddings and babies. Some are my closest friends, some are colleagues, some are college friends, some are friend's siblings.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started off with Ain last December, of which reminded me that I haven't blogged about her wedding day. From Miss to Missus Part 3 hahaha. Ah.. should I still? Ain already expecting her baby in early September. The latest was the Slattery's wedding reception, earlier this month. Before that was Syira's wedding. Then one by one my friends are either gave birth to babies or carrying babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, don't think in a wrong way, Im so happy for my friends. I'm happy that I have so many circles of friends that I can experience how to deal with friends of different statuses. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been with the bride-to-be on her last of being single woman for 3 times - Tuya's, Ain's and Syira. I wish I could be there for Angah, but then she is already married. keke, although I stayed with her till the end of the day on the reception day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, let me get to my point. I love being involved in weddings stuff. But sometimes, when I think back, something in my heart tells me that, when will my time comes? Being close to the weddings, now when I think of it, makes it harder.. because deep in your heart, you cannot help but imagine of your own wedding and somehow it makes me kinda sad. Well, it is not sad really but hmm don't know how to explain it really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day, during Angah's reception day, when I said goodbye to my family (my family also attended the reception) and told them I'm gonna stay with Angah, my dad looked at me and said something like, it is always you... I looked at him, and didn't really get it. He smiled and there's something on his face.. look of pity? Sad? He smiled and have that little look that makes me go like.. "awww Pa", but I didn't say it of course. Then as I turned away, I think I know what he meant. I've been thinking about the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking to talk about this for awhile now but I thought I didn't want to write something like this because it may appear that I'm sad or desperate? Now when I thought again, this is natural feeling, right? Im not normal if I didn't think this way. I don't know. What do you think? I didn't want to think much of it, but since I'm thinking about it right now, so might as well I write about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A twitter friend recently tweeted &lt;i&gt;"One day someone will come into your life and you'll finally understand why it never worked with anyone else&lt;/i&gt;". Nice eh? So I'm gonna keep that in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD2wxDMa6PI/AAAAAAAACvg/t06DLzdK444/s1600/Wizard_of_Oz_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD2wxDMa6PI/AAAAAAAACvg/t06DLzdK444/s400/Wizard_of_Oz_00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493741477179353330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7564063497547682129?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7564063497547682129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-weddings-and-babies.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7564063497547682129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7564063497547682129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-weddings-and-babies.html' title='Of Weddings and Babies'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD2wxDMa6PI/AAAAAAAACvg/t06DLzdK444/s72-c/Wizard_of_Oz_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7982592672569037203</id><published>2010-07-14T13:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:39:46.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>You're Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Ok.. hahah ok, I never thought that I'll be blogging about a Korean drama, again. I thought Boys Over Flowers was the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to an online friend, she gave a me a copy of the drama and bam! I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on MC for three days (today last day), as I am having this lowerback pain, (i cant sit for a long period).. but since Im able to sit and write this, I am getting better. HAHhahAh that is so random right? not related at all. No, what I was trying to say was that because Im on mc, i was able to watch this drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, last weekend I had a sleepover at Dang's and watched about 5 episodes of this drama. I spent the whole day Monday watching the rest of it but can't finished it and watched the last 2 eps yesterday morning. there were 16 eps all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not familiar with korean dramas, you can google it, it is a very popular drama in 2009 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9qAND5I/AAAAAAAACvI/YT68JOl4lE8/s1600/anjell_20091022_seoulbeats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9qAND5I/AAAAAAAACvI/YT68JOl4lE8/s400/anjell_20091022_seoulbeats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493629543569493906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Main Cast of You're Beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I love the male lead, his name is Jang Geun Suk. In the drama, he is the leader of a fictional popular idol group and he has this angst persona about him. He is always angry but somehow he has a very kind heart. Typical. hahaha but that's what I love. lol. I think I have a thing for eyeliner on men and ponytail! But of course, I've seen Hyun Joong with the ponytail and eyeliner, maybe that's why I like this guy? Hmm now, to think again, he does look a lil bit like Hyun Joong. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, right now, i am watching his movie Baby &amp;amp; Me online, recommended by Dang... it was before You're Beautiful. Dang told me that he lost 7 kgs for the role in You're Beautiful as most idols are lanky.. so his face a lil bit full in this Baby &amp;amp; me movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my Korean guys list has expanded - Kim Hyun Joong, Daniel Henney, Rain, now Jang Geun Suk. Oh I've mention about Taeyang and Daesung (both from big Bang?) I love them musically. This is good. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K-U94mYI/AAAAAAAACvY/ryzZgHLy-rE/s1600/6a0109d0ffb5fe000f0123f17c6bb3860f-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K-U94mYI/AAAAAAAACvY/ryzZgHLy-rE/s400/6a0109d0ffb5fe000f0123f17c6bb3860f-500pi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493629555102488962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looked kinda dorky in this pic but I like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K-P7Wb8I/AAAAAAAACvQ/r5mB2LoGAgg/s1600/JangGeun_Suk_you_re_beautiful__10122009021943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K-P7Wb8I/AAAAAAAACvQ/r5mB2LoGAgg/s400/JangGeun_Suk_you_re_beautiful__10122009021943.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493629553749684162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awww sexy lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9c62P1I/AAAAAAAACvA/3zSks0AcREM/s1600/1_l_1257826919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9c62P1I/AAAAAAAACvA/3zSks0AcREM/s400/1_l_1257826919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493629540057366354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the angst I mentioned. See his face? Like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9H8QdcI/AAAAAAAACu4/PzKJp525VcE/s1600/20090727_jgs_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9H8QdcI/AAAAAAAACu4/PzKJp525VcE/s400/20090727_jgs_23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493629534426133954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh my fave pic.. look at the ponytail and eyeliner! *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7982592672569037203?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7982592672569037203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/07/youre-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7982592672569037203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7982592672569037203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/07/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TD1K9qAND5I/AAAAAAAACvI/YT68JOl4lE8/s72-c/anjell_20091022_seoulbeats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6575342882165655352</id><published>2010-07-05T14:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:23:24.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owl city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Lost in Owl City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since I haven't been updating this blog much, I tend to use my twitter as my "mini blog" since I update it with my thoughts, all day long. And if you are a follower, you'll notice that I've mentioned Owl City a few times. Owl City has this effect of making me a little bit dreamy, and if I'm feeling down, Owl City sort of lifted my spirits up. And Im not the only one, Taylor Swift also mentioned in one of her tweets something about Owl City and her being dreamy. I can't remember the exact words..but it was something like that. Too lazy to find it. hehe. I RT-ed it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a bad "monday blues" attack. For no apparent reason. Im not nasty to my colleagues, but I felt mundane and nothing and I can sense negativity oozing out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for someone or something to lift my spirits up, and I even tried Owl City in the morning but it didn't work. Usually I will play Vanilla Twilight, Fireflies and The Saltwater Room (not in any particular order). They are my happy songs. But somehow today it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to try again with me reading the lyrics and one song caught my interest. I can feel the muscles around my mouth moving in a smiling position. The song name is "&lt;em&gt;Dental Care&lt;/em&gt;". I'm familiar with song but I never paid much attention it. It is such a quirky song, but very very adorable. It made me smile because of the Adam Young's creativity and positive outlook. I like the way he sees things. Somehow, to him it seems all are rainbows and sunshines. He can make a song about going to the dentist into a happy song. It reminded me of the theme song of sesame street too. LOL. But I think this is not actually a song of going to the dentist literally. It's quite deep, at least that's the way I see it. Or maybe I was thinking too much, again! hahaha. maybe it is just a song about dental care. :P Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dental Care" - Owl City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I brush my teeth, and look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And laugh out loud as I'm beaming from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather pick flowers instead of fightsAnd rather than flaunt my style&lt;br /&gt;I'd flash you a smile of clean pearly whites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the dentist a thousand times so I know the drill&lt;br /&gt;I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I still get the chills&lt;br /&gt;"Have a seat" he says pleasantly&lt;br /&gt;As he shakes my hand, and practically laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;"Open up nice and wide" he says peering in&lt;br /&gt;With a smirk he says "don't have a fit this'll just pinch a bit"&lt;br /&gt;As he tries not to grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hygienists leave on long vacations&lt;br /&gt;That's when dentists scream and lose their patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking only brings the tooth aches on&lt;br /&gt;Because I say the stupidest things&lt;br /&gt;So if my resolve goes South&lt;br /&gt;I'll swallow my pride with an aspirin,&lt;br /&gt;and shut my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golf and alcohol don't mix&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I don't drink and drive&lt;br /&gt;Because, good grief I'd knock out my teeth&lt;br /&gt;And have to kiss my smile goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the dentist a thousand times so I know the drill&lt;br /&gt;I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I still get the chills&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get what I mean? Didn't get why it made me smile? heheheh I cannot help you then. You have to find your own song. All I know is that Im in a better mood than before. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, especially after looking at this picture too. :p How can I not smile now? I love his pearly whites ^^ one of my fave pics. i love him *staring adoringly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TDGAA9mMhKI/AAAAAAAACuw/fV8IOBmO3ZQ/s1600/KHJsmiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490310174764467362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TDGAA9mMhKI/AAAAAAAACuw/fV8IOBmO3ZQ/s400/KHJsmiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TDF_dqpSZSI/AAAAAAAACuo/fPNdtgg8p5w/s1600/khjbigsmile.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit of the picture goes to the owner of the pic, as watermarked.&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/5624364999039198870-6575342882165655352?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6575342882165655352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost-in-owl-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6575342882165655352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6575342882165655352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost-in-owl-city.html' title='Lost in Owl City'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TDGAA9mMhKI/AAAAAAAACuw/fV8IOBmO3ZQ/s72-c/KHJsmiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6447675857053396540</id><published>2010-06-29T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:12:48.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potterheadititis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows trailer'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Potterheadititis is back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember these dates:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19th November 2010 and 15th July 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY?? Because that's when Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows premieres. As you know, it will be in 2 parts, hence the 2 dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN THE TRAILER?????? It was AWESOME. I wanna cry, I wanna scream, I can feel this electric sensation from my toes crawling up to my head when I saw it. I wanna cry because I can't wait.. I also wanna cry because it was hard enough for me reading the book, I cannot imagine how I am watching the movie. Like usual, I'm gonna take a day off to watch the movie. Anyone wants to join? I'm planning to watch it maybe twice, back to back? What say you? hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough talk, if you haven't seen it, go &lt;a href="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/harrypotterandthedeathlyhallows/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And read &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/2010/06/28/new-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-trailer-debuts/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, this is exactly how I felt when I saw it. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you excited? I AM MORE THAN EXCITED! I'm still hyperventilating. Im supposed to be excited about the Eclipse premiere which I'll be attending next week, but Im more excited this little trailer. I feel guilty. hehe. Im scared now to watch the movie because this trailer is only 2:29 minutes and I've gone crazy already. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna start reading the book again. Watching this trailer puts me in Harry Potter mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6447675857053396540?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6447675857053396540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/06/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6447675857053396540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6447675857053396540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/06/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6476936948241665575</id><published>2010-06-24T20:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:19:57.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Drama Drama Drama</title><content type='html'>Ok, if you followed my tweets, you won't missed my "drama" about work. LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aish.. i'm the type that didn't really like to talk about work when I am not at work. If you noticed, I hardly write about work in here, and on my fb etc.. but, lately seriously, and twitter has become sort of like my journal, i can't help it but ranted there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to. I'm so sorry about those tweets, but hey, it did made me feel better after writing. hehe. I think a couple of my friends are "amused" with those tweets. lol. Seriously, I need to tone down my drama. hahah. not going to happen soon, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past week was the busiest week I think. In the midst of my Macarons class then it was one of my best friend's wedding, Syira's wedding.. then all of the sudden, came this contract negotiation. I was so stressed out. If the meeting was the week before or even next week, i think i would not be as stressed out. I hated when I have something I love to do (going to Macarons class and Syir's wedding) then I have to do something which I dont quite like (ok that's an understatement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I didn't really want to talk much about it, I've done it in my tweets but I think I've learned a lot during those hard times. One, it's lucky to have a friend who supported you all the way. Thanks Pootz. Without you, I think I've lost my sanity by now. I think if I were to go there alone, I'll cry all day. lol. Not kidding. It was kinda torture to me. Meeting all day. The hotel we stayed was superb. It was Thistle, in Port Dickson. I loved the room!!!! (I fell in love with the window seat)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1JSCk1cI/AAAAAAAACtY/lUpxc1GWu8k/s1600/210620101009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1JSCk1cI/AAAAAAAACtY/lUpxc1GWu8k/s400/210620101009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486709417110197698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fave part of the room!!!! the window seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1KkNQDoI/AAAAAAAACto/tJkdz5_FAjk/s1600/200620101008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1KkNQDoI/AAAAAAAACto/tJkdz5_FAjk/s400/200620101008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486709439166680706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely adore the toiletries' bottles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is in Port Dickson and of course it was by the beach. Imagine that I stayed there for 3 nights and 3 days.. i couldn't even see the beach. It was room to meeting room to restaurant and back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1LO43kyI/AAAAAAAACtw/XgeiCOOlXrc/s1600/220620101011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1LO43kyI/AAAAAAAACtw/XgeiCOOlXrc/s400/220620101011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486709450623914786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is as far as I can see the beach. eh where's the beach? i cant even see the sea from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another lesson I learnt is about learning how to control your emotions, your composure and patience during contract negotiations. Another one is that you have to know your stuff very well...I've been to contract negos of course but they were not like this. At the same time, I think I'm lucky because this is the type of negos all should go to learn. I kept thinking about my colleagues, and thought that it would be good if they were there with me, learning with me. All this learning process of course credit goes to Pootz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1KB34p_I/AAAAAAAACtg/mXA580SRres/s1600/210620101010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1KB34p_I/AAAAAAAACtg/mXA580SRres/s400/210620101010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486709429950261234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another reason in keeping my sanity intact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project is still running, I am still required to attend meetings for this project but main bulk, that is the contract, has already been at least negotiated. It's only for fine tuning later. But hey that didn't stop me having more drama. Read all my tweets from yesterday and today. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One plus point in this particular matter is that the Turkish guy (our partner) was pretty interesting looking. Got a pretty interesting name too. Like something out of Star Trek. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a great weekend ya'll!!! I'll be chilling out with my dear dear Bubuk which I haven't hang out for quite awhile and the girls, for Sada's belated birthday. july should be a good month, lots of weddings, birthdays. Hope work won't dampened my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya lovelies ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6476936948241665575?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6476936948241665575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/06/drama-drama-drama.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6476936948241665575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6476936948241665575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/06/drama-drama-drama.html' title='Drama Drama Drama'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TCS1JSCk1cI/AAAAAAAACtY/lUpxc1GWu8k/s72-c/210620101009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-591869003583625968</id><published>2010-06-17T21:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:08:28.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bayan indah'/><title type='text'>Mighty Macarons</title><content type='html'>Remember the gift certificate I received from my SIL Kak Tine for my 32nd birthday last December? hehehehe.. click &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/32-candles.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to refresh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So finally I was able to attend the class. My original plan to attend for the bread class didn't come about because the timing clashed with my other plans. I also successfully persuaded my long time best friend Jie to come and join the class! I am glad we went together because both of us were very passionate about this things! haha. right jie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I think I made the right choice of choosing the Mighty Macarons class, because I think if I were to try this on my own, I would have given up even before trying! Click &lt;a href="http://www.rohanijelani.com/themes/mightymacaroons.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more info about the class.  Reading the recipe alone intimidated me and when Rohani (the teacher) briefed us, I was actually very nervous to try. Once we started making it, hey, it wasn't that complicated at all.. I mean the ingredients are very simple and easily available. The thing which makes making macarons very hard and fussy is the preparation. Of course when I attended the class, each ingredients were already pre-prepared for me, all I do was mixing them together. So I would be a little bit nervous in making them on my own at home. hehehe. But I can't wait to try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way, before I attended this class, I never had macarons before. So today was my first time tasting how macarons tasted like. I had coffee, chocolate, pistachio, rose and green tea. Out of all these, i think I love the coffee and chocolate ones. hehehe which my friend Jie made. Mine was pistachio and rose flavoured. My verdict: macarons are too sweet for my liking although it was yummy. I would eat them of course, but they are too darn sweet! They were yummy, but after of those, I already felt sugar sick (i dont know if there is such a phrase but that was how i felt lol) despite that, today I had ..  hmm let me count.. i dunno, about 7? or 8? hahah enough sugar for me for a week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's see the pics ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBooaen53fI/AAAAAAAACr4/EiLwcZkQUag/s1600/17062010953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBooaen53fI/AAAAAAAACr4/EiLwcZkQUag/s400/17062010953.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483739931639143922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the main house at Bayan Indah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBoqmRZlwlI/AAAAAAAACsA/BXpCqnoNjYI/s1600/IMG_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBoqmRZlwlI/AAAAAAAACsA/BXpCqnoNjYI/s400/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483742333271130706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBoux4yVVrI/AAAAAAAACsI/vhv5guWNX2s/s1600/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBoux4yVVrI/AAAAAAAACsI/vhv5guWNX2s/s400/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483746930868967090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These babies greeted us. This was when I had my first taste of macarons. It was seriously yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBouy_djBrI/AAAAAAAACsY/r_dORqJzJkc/s1600/IMG_1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBouy_djBrI/AAAAAAAACsY/r_dORqJzJkc/s400/IMG_1977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483746949840701106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My work space. Btw, we were divided into pairs... (but the one in the pic was not my partner keke) based on our chosen flavours. Oh and this is also the end of HQ pics. lol. The memory card of the camera I brought were full!!! Arrgh so frustrating. So I just have to take pics using my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo04esbi6I/AAAAAAAACsw/yslmqWPNSA4/s1600/17062010960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo04esbi6I/AAAAAAAACsw/yslmqWPNSA4/s400/17062010960.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483753641193737122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wide class.. I simply love this kitchen and I wish one day I'll have a kitchen this big! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo04weqemI/AAAAAAAACs4/2p8BrfsJWx4/s1600/17062010966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo04weqemI/AAAAAAAACs4/2p8BrfsJWx4/s400/17062010966.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483753645967833698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are made by myself and my partner, a retired 63 year old teacher, who was very cool. On top were the rose flavoured and below was pistachio macarons, before sandwiched with filling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo05bzlP-I/AAAAAAAACtA/T014jcNZnE0/s1600/17062010971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo05bzlP-I/AAAAAAAACtA/T014jcNZnE0/s400/17062010971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483753657598296034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't they a cutie? Rose flavoured macarons with lychee filling. the pistachio ones were filled with crystallised ginger. Out of these 2, i prefer the rose one. and the lychee really goes well with rose. they sounded romantic too. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo055_7vPI/AAAAAAAACtI/oJ98WPJL3I8/s1600/17062010977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo055_7vPI/AAAAAAAACtI/oJ98WPJL3I8/s400/17062010977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483753665703165170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Rohani, the culinary extraordinaire. heheh I am going to make her my idol. seriously i love her. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo06d3_7-I/AAAAAAAACtQ/tZHUy-16HKQ/s1600/17062010975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBo06d3_7-I/AAAAAAAACtQ/tZHUy-16HKQ/s400/17062010975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483753675333562338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my darling Jie after class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really enjoyed the class by Rohani and I want to go for other classes if I have extra money. This is also the most unique and valuable gift I have ever received. Thank you Kak Tine. There are some classes which I am very interested to join like the bread class, strudels.. .. If money is no issue, I would want to go at least once a month! hahaha. The environment was very serene, beautiful and Rohani is a very cheerful and cool teacher. I've only attended one class, but I would really recommend to people to go for Rohani classes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pics... click on my facebook album &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=174399&amp;amp;id=508995977&amp;amp;l=085800797d"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, did anyone miss me? hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-591869003583625968?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/591869003583625968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/06/mighty-macarons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/591869003583625968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/591869003583625968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/06/mighty-macarons.html' title='Mighty Macarons'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/TBooaen53fI/AAAAAAAACr4/EiLwcZkQUag/s72-c/17062010953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4926505861759165101</id><published>2010-05-18T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:47:08.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ss501'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim Hyun Joong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>I am currently still smitten with KIM HYUN JOONG!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's not much of an update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ya know what, I just received a concert DVD of SS501 which I ordered from Korea. Yes, I am that crazy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well... enjoy while it lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything to make me happy, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait for my comeback... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mish you loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, if u miss me :P, follow me on my twitter.. I am more active there these days... click on the badge on the right to follow me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hwaiting ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4926505861759165101?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4926505861759165101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/05/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4926505861759165101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4926505861759165101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/05/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-1345670534701517087</id><published>2010-03-29T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:02:21.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ss501'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim Hyun Joong'/><title type='text'>Giggly Fan Girl Me</title><content type='html'>OK seriously.. I still can't believe what happened earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought about it, I was shaking my head in disbelief. I bought a SS501 special DVD. hahaha. I saw it on the internet, and some of the clips on youtube and thought it would be nice to have the dvd, as a beginner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DVD is called "SS501 5 MEN'S 5 YEARS 2005-2009". I saw it online and thought it was quite expensive, around RM150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today after work, I went to the Victoria Music Centre, in Sg Wang, KL to ya know sort of checking out to see whether they have it in store. My friend Linda told me Victoria has quite an extensive stock of Korean stuffs, so I thought hey why not. So we went to the store and found the DVD, at RM49.90! hahaha. I was made to understand that it is the Malaysian version. The imported one is the more expensive one. I also asked them for the new concert DVD but they said they have to order it if there is demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually surprised to see that the store carry a lot of the Korean stuff. They have lots of choices for DVDs, special editions and what not.. BOF, SS501 has quite a number of choices, the imported ones, the local ones, the special edition ones etc. If you can't find what you want, they can order it for you too. They even have merchandises like sticker, pens, mobile accesories, folders, posters, tshirt and something like a towel? face towel maybe with the Korean artiste. I saw Kim Hyun Joong's and can't stop giggling. Linda was teasing me asking me to buy it and put it up on my office wall. haha. Pootz was shaking her head and was laughing at me and Linda and said that we'll laugh at ourselves looking back in 5 years time. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-0s4R6NI/AAAAAAAACro/mDvm2MdZ_vY/s1600/29032010334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-0s4R6NI/AAAAAAAACro/mDvm2MdZ_vY/s400/29032010334.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454068961355360466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new DVD.. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-y71vldI/AAAAAAAACrQ/YsEbFBefPEg/s1600/29032010337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-y71vldI/AAAAAAAACrQ/YsEbFBefPEg/s400/29032010337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454068931011515858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C_X5BIaJI/AAAAAAAACrw/uExP5n5tsLM/s1600/29032010336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C_X5BIaJI/AAAAAAAACrw/uExP5n5tsLM/s400/29032010336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454069565909133458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-zyj525I/AAAAAAAACrg/sEzZUX9lfdo/s1600/29032010335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-zyj525I/AAAAAAAACrg/sEzZUX9lfdo/s400/29032010335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454068945700641682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KHJ, bigger pic than the rest of the members? hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And you know what, my nephews, Imran and Adam... have become a fan too (yes! thanks to me!) hahahaha Adam even sang along (to the tune) of Deja Vu and Ur Man! lol! Imran stayed with me watching the boys story in Kota Kinabalu (yes, they have been to Malaysia! but only for shooting the dvd and short fan signing session)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough writing, back to the DVD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thinking about that Ur Man DVD special and the Persona Concert DVD.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-1345670534701517087?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/1345670534701517087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahahahahahah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1345670534701517087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1345670534701517087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahahahahahah.html' title='Giggly Fan Girl Me'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S7C-0s4R6NI/AAAAAAAACro/mDvm2MdZ_vY/s72-c/29032010334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4474743942351457590</id><published>2010-03-28T22:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:07:17.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ss501'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys over flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim Hyun Joong'/><title type='text'>My Pretty Boy</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made me into this giggly fan girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my current boy crush, Kim Hyun Joong (Ji hoo from Boys Over Flowers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rm2GjaVI/AAAAAAAACqA/Duw7O8kys04/s1600/That-s-happiness-kim-hyun-joong-7643633-350-486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rm2GjaVI/AAAAAAAACqA/Duw7O8kys04/s400/That-s-happiness-kim-hyun-joong-7643633-350-486.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453695988871162194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not the current pic I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought? I didn't like his look in BOF, I always cringed when I see him, although I'm in love with his character. I always say that he is too pretty for a boy. His face is too perfect for a boy too. But now, oh well.. I am head over heels with him. hahaha. Of course the role and the real him is sooo different!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I do for these past couple of weeks is watching youtube vids of him and his band. Of all those various shows, tv appearances etc. From what I've found, he is a quite talented guy. He can play the guitar, bass, piano, he dance well, can sing. He may not be the best singer around, but he's got the package. hahahaha. OMG. Look how I talk now. and I just love his smile and his laughs! :P and erm he got this kinda hot moves too.. hahaah go search youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like his look best when he swept his hair up, and there was this phase where he likes to put pins in his hair, and also with a ponytail. HOT! haha. I still haven't found a copy but on youtube there are lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I love him so much, but after BOF, I started googling him and searching on youtube and somehow, he stole my heart. My friend Aya mentioned to me about this show called "We Got Married", and I searched on that, and BAM! I fell for his quirky, funny manner, awkward, innocent boy but sometimes can be this charming sweet caring gentleman. And I love his wife in that show too, a Korean singer named Hwang bo. Then I found a vid, of his solo song, translated in English to mean "Please be nice to me" and then the rest is history. lol! I also discovered that he is easily searched - there are lots and lots of vids of him, pictures, stories.. you name it. Makes my life easier hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become one of his giggly fangirl. Let's see him closer, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69tswqFxVI/AAAAAAAACq4/ZF7QM_OcjWk/s1600/kimhyunjoong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69tswqFxVI/AAAAAAAACq4/ZF7QM_OcjWk/s400/kimhyunjoong1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453698289512072530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is an old pic I think, cuz he looked so cute and so young! ehheeh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69tsUSopkI/AAAAAAAACqw/l0RYV0KI4IE/s1600/20091216_kimhyunjoongrainism_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69tsUSopkI/AAAAAAAACqw/l0RYV0KI4IE/s400/20091216_kimhyunjoongrainism_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453698281897502274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is quite current, maybe a few months back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69tg_hZqeI/AAAAAAAACqo/MEpmiOGWcTQ/s1600/i9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69tg_hZqeI/AAAAAAAACqo/MEpmiOGWcTQ/s400/i9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453698087343729122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the swept up look I talked about.. I think it is also know as the "Tony Moly" style as what the fans called it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rou6MNII/AAAAAAAACqg/3ZSUPTVmBno/s1600/s_Kim_Hyun_Joong_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rou6MNII/AAAAAAAACqg/3ZSUPTVmBno/s400/s_Kim_Hyun_Joong_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453696021299999874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is him as Yoon Ji hoo in BOF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69roDH827I/AAAAAAAACqY/El0TaUPuQJM/s1600/fv8huw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69roDH827I/AAAAAAAACqY/El0TaUPuQJM/s400/fv8huw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453696009546554290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is pretty HOT! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rn0nbhPI/AAAAAAAACqQ/wFJ0Ptediq0/s1600/2009111310552310101%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rn0nbhPI/AAAAAAAACqQ/wFJ0Ptediq0/s400/2009111310552310101%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453696005652055282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See his smile!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rnjHblEI/AAAAAAAACqI/aFBJHA4Kfio/s1600/125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rnjHblEI/AAAAAAAACqI/aFBJHA4Kfio/s400/125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453696000954438722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my fave pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of this, naturally, since Kim Hyun Joong is a part of Korean idol group SS501, I'm slowly becoming their fan too, after searching their songs and concerts and tv appearances. I became familiar to the members and their hit songs and now their songs are on my current playlist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69virbws9I/AAAAAAAACrI/9gLjsFw7XVM/s1600/ss501_rebirth_hyunjoong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69virbws9I/AAAAAAAACrI/9gLjsFw7XVM/s400/ss501_rebirth_hyunjoong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453700315334357970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69viGWuy7I/AAAAAAAACrA/gdu1_mYbYNo/s1600/ss501-rebirth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69viGWuy7I/AAAAAAAACrA/gdu1_mYbYNo/s400/ss501-rebirth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453700305381149618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cover of their latest mini album, comprising of about 5 songs, released late 2009. Loving it. Especially "Obsess". Try check it out. Expecting to release a new album on May 1st. 501. get it? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, most of the entertainment sites I go to are Korean entertainment websites. I am still getting the hang of this new entertainment world (which I was blind before) and I am glad I discovered this new world. If you notice, there are some in my blogroll too. hahah. I started using those common Korean greetings too (although I think I only know 2-3 words only hahaha).. but what the heck, I am enjoying this new "phase" and some friends have introduced to more Korean artistes.. but for now, let me concentrate on Kim Hyun Joong and ss501 first. There are so much to catch up.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hyun Joong oppa &amp;amp; ss501, you got another fan here in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I should stop now. hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saranghaeyooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeee *smitten* with Kim Hyun Joong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*by the way, pics are not mine, used here only as references and love for KHJ heheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4474743942351457590?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4474743942351457590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-pretty-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4474743942351457590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4474743942351457590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-pretty-boy.html' title='My Pretty Boy'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S69rm2GjaVI/AAAAAAAACqA/Duw7O8kys04/s72-c/That-s-happiness-kim-hyun-joong-7643633-350-486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5070288235699794957</id><published>2010-03-24T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:29:47.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I am on medical leave, again, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on medical leave on Monday for ear infection thingy. Today it is eye infection. My doc said it has something got to do with "uveitis". So I couldn't wear contact lens for the time being. Minimum 2 weeks. Back to my old glasses, which is, well, quite old. lol. It is not comfortable wearing it for long period, but I can't order a new glasses too since my eyes are red and not looking good. I am quite worried about this condition, the doc said if it gets worse, it might lead to more complicated eye problems. Doc advised me to use those daily wear contact lens instead of the monthly one I've been using. But you know, for the time being, let me just stick to these glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up with me? I am not too sure myself. All I know is that I think my body is pretty weak. I'm prone to sickness these days. Personally I think because my "unhealthy" mental state. hahahahaha. I am not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I am fine except when I thought about my work. I love my friends at work, I sometimes love what I am doing, but I dont know why I am so worried about work. I am not enthusiastic anymore when getting assignments. I feel like I am so lazy these days. I used to be happy. I miss those days. I miss those days when I don't have to find excuses not to go to work. I do believe that when your mind is not well, your whole body follow suit. Maybe also the fact that I have been neglecting of taking care of my body. My last exercise was, uhmm.. I don't know.. feels like ages ago. I've gain a lot of weight too. I am disappointed with myself, that I've wasted my 2 years of trying to lose weight and got it back again, in less than a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Anyway, I had fun last Sunday at the 2nd Putrajaya International Hot Air Balloon Fiesta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my fave pic. hehehe.. More pics at facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S6mwu1bvPnI/AAAAAAAACp4/SDOy2iQh6Eg/s1600/IMG_5922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S6mwu1bvPnI/AAAAAAAACp4/SDOy2iQh6Eg/s400/IMG_5922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452083142572588658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5070288235699794957?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5070288235699794957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5070288235699794957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5070288235699794957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S6mwu1bvPnI/AAAAAAAACp4/SDOy2iQh6Eg/s72-c/IMG_5922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2223880796284413288</id><published>2010-03-07T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:32:40.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys over flowers'/><title type='text'>Boys Over Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5No8Wv7EgI/AAAAAAAACpQ/lVvaBYByQDU/s1600-h/1233793982_Boys+Over+Flowers+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5No8Wv7EgI/AAAAAAAACpQ/lVvaBYByQDU/s400/1233793982_Boys+Over+Flowers+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445811760529084930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I've been doing for the past week? Apart from attending Babyface concert lah. hehe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been spending my nights watching day after day of the popular Korean tv series, Boys Over Flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Lyn and Dang, I am hooked on the show. I just finished the last episode last night, and watched again the final episode this morning, just to satisfy myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I need to explain what's the show about to you, you can google it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched on average 3-4 episodes per night, I started on last Sunday night, there were 25 episodes. I sleep around 2-3am every night last week. heheeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, I am compiling the soundtrack. haha. They got pretty awesome songs. My faves are Because I'm Stupid by SS501, FIght the Bad Feeling by T-max. They have their koreans title of course, but for easier access, I changed all the titles in my playlist to english. Otherwise, I wouldn't know which song is which. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghh I feel like watching it again, but this DVD is not mine, borrowed from Lyn, so I have to return to her. I should get my own soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, this series reminds me of Edward-Bella-Jacob triangle. their names  Junpyo - jandi- jihoo. I  love the lead, Junpyo but my heart goes for Jihoo. So I am on team Jihoo. I know I shouldnt pick teams but if I have to, I want someone like Jihoo in my life. I love the ending and all, i love the couple (junpyo and jandi) but somehow, Jihoo stole my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you a fan too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2223880796284413288?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2223880796284413288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-over-flower.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2223880796284413288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2223880796284413288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-over-flower.html' title='Boys Over Flowers'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5No8Wv7EgI/AAAAAAAACpQ/lVvaBYByQDU/s72-c/1233793982_Boys+Over+Flowers+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3167219812909953725</id><published>2010-03-06T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:46:09.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babyface Live in Kuala Lumpur 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Babyface Live in KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N1zo4HlgI/AAAAAAAACpw/Idzt6TBQeF8/s1600-h/25578_1350150988933_1086105736_31111981_7839905_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N1zo4HlgI/AAAAAAAACpw/Idzt6TBQeF8/s400/25578_1350150988933_1086105736_31111981_7839905_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445825904427636226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;*Scream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMAAAAAAAAAAAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;IIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at these happy faces! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N0CSJx3sI/AAAAAAAACpo/pcR8qMbSL7E/s1600-h/25488_342544967581_676377581_3640806_3241268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N0CSJx3sI/AAAAAAAACpo/pcR8qMbSL7E/s400/25488_342544967581_676377581_3640806_3241268_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445823957002477250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N0CCFMzLI/AAAAAAAACpg/OI2n6_4Av5I/s1600-h/05032010126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N0CCFMzLI/AAAAAAAACpg/OI2n6_4Av5I/s400/05032010126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445823952688303282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N0BmXlgOI/AAAAAAAACpY/cVax-5t2ajg/s1600-h/05032010125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N0BmXlgOI/AAAAAAAACpY/cVax-5t2ajg/s400/05032010125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445823945249226978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3167219812909953725?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3167219812909953725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/babyface-live-in-kl.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3167219812909953725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3167219812909953725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/03/babyface-live-in-kl.html' title='Babyface Live in KL'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S5N1zo4HlgI/AAAAAAAACpw/Idzt6TBQeF8/s72-c/25578_1350150988933_1086105736_31111981_7839905_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3948371863795512807</id><published>2010-02-16T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:42:37.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Blabbering</title><content type='html'>I just drafted a really emotional post and deleted it. hehehhe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt necessary earlier for me to write that, but as I finished writing, it felt more necessary not to publish it. Without hesitation, I just discard the post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's up with J lately? I had a pretty good week if I may say. Had a quiet long weekend, pretty relaxed, catching up with friends and hanging out with my family. I didn't have a specific plan, so it was a free and easy weekend. Eventhough it was a really relaxing weekend, I do wish the weekend is longer. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched 3 movies, Valentine's Day, the Wolfman and Percy Jackson &amp;amp; The Lightning Thief. Actually I watched Valentine's Day twice already. The first time was last Thursday where I took a sudden half day leave. Don't ask me why, but I just had that sudden feeling to leave the office. I didn't go home though. I just went for a little bit window shopping with intention to use up Dik's bday pressie for me (RM100 isetan gift voucher) but ended up not buying anything. I've been very good girl in that shopping department lately. Unusual. hahahah. Then I had quick lunch at the Lawn. I was thinking to go home but then mama &amp;amp; papa would ask why I am home early.. so I thought I wanted to spend sometime with myself. So the only movie I felt like watching alone was V day. Went home teary eyed. oh well. ehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched The Wolfman with my cuz Jemi, which Jemi ended up sleeping about half of the movie. hahahahahha. I was really looking forward for the movie cuz I like the werewolf myth thingy.. but it was disappointing and the "wolf" looked like Benicio Del Toro with a werewolf Halloween costume. It was gory too and the storyline was like, no effort at all to make it interesting. Looked like a small budget film. Go watch it if you don't have anything else to do. Ok scrap that, don't go watch it hahaha better if you just sleep if you have nothing else to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, Percy Jackson.. now that was fun. I love the Greek mythology storyline. I took the kids today, my niece Sabrina, nephew Imran and cousin Azeem. Kevin McKidd (Owen Hunt of Grey's Anatomy my man!) as Poseidon, haahaha i never thought of him as a Greek God, but oh well. I haven't read the book yet, would definitely want to read, soon. Dang read it and became a fan. Potential obsession?? Let's see. I do need a distraction right now. I've run out of things to follow now. Harry Potter - done. Twilight saga - done. Wouldn't mind seeing the movie again. Did told Dang last week that I wanna watch with her. Dang? Wanna go watch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also found out that Friday Night Lights might end after Season 5. I just watched the finale for the current season 4. Only 13 episodes. Well I did tell you that Riggins (Taylor Kitsch) may not come back for season 5. And the finale was pretty intense, with the usual FNL drama. Julie &amp;amp; Matt, Riggins, the Taylors.. and the Lions beat Panthers!! oh well.. life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just bought a book, an unknown, I was thinking of buying the Lightning Thief but somehow this book caught my interest. I didn't know why I bought it, I just read the back cover. Usually I will research a little bit before I buy a book, but my hunch told me to pick up the book. The book is called "Beautiful Creatures". OK, seriously I can't remember the name of the author. I think there are 2 authors.. you can google it. Will report as soon as I've finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm blabbering. hahahah. oh well... i just miss writing here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3948371863795512807?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3948371863795512807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/02/blabbering.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3948371863795512807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3948371863795512807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/02/blabbering.html' title='Blabbering'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5487883088310901279</id><published>2010-02-08T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:40:47.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>No Mood</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be updating much at work, since I have to be a good girl at work, after being warn for using too much internet. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I got back from Cameron Highlands, everything seems mundane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I just want to say that I love my friends and family so much. You keep me sane. I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i'll update more when I get my mood back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* AGAIN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3Agsz0ASII/AAAAAAAACo4/0oJOlVqN7SM/s1600-h/IMG_4225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3Agsz0ASII/AAAAAAAACo4/0oJOlVqN7SM/s400/IMG_4225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435880704430852226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3AhR29cFyI/AAAAAAAACpI/_hjATnmA-Ws/s1600-h/IMG_4533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3AhR29cFyI/AAAAAAAACpI/_hjATnmA-Ws/s400/IMG_4533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435881340930889506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3AhRf7LIcI/AAAAAAAACpA/HMMOIYNcWX4/s1600-h/IMG_4571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3AhRf7LIcI/AAAAAAAACpA/HMMOIYNcWX4/s400/IMG_4571.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435881334747374018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5487883088310901279?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5487883088310901279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5487883088310901279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5487883088310901279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-mood.html' title='No Mood'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S3Agsz0ASII/AAAAAAAACo4/0oJOlVqN7SM/s72-c/IMG_4225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2182921761522763837</id><published>2010-01-31T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T09:41:27.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reporting in from Cameron Highlands</title><content type='html'>The Khans are in Cameron Highlands,  baby!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Day 2, sightseeing day. All I want to see is the greeny tea plantation. I love the sight, can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, reached the government house we are staying at approx 3pm. All we did was just lazying around and eat strawberriessssssssssssssssssss!! OMG... the strawberries were cheap at the pasar malam here. Too bad that they won't last long. I'll try to bring some back for friends, but no promises, ok?? Maybe strawberry tea or jam as substitute???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here, it is SUPER COLD. My body is adjusting to the climate last night, my body felt warm like I am having fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, will report in later or when I get back, gtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some preview pics,... alll pics courtesy of my bro, Dik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strawberries with chocolate we had at the  house for tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2TfGk0lozI/AAAAAAAACow/owf4GappYNg/s1600-h/20950_278284101019_589266019_3974536_8148644_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2TfGk0lozI/AAAAAAAACow/owf4GappYNg/s400/20950_278284101019_589266019_3974536_8148644_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432712354572116786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View on the way up... i took this pic while my bro was driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2TfGR8czUI/AAAAAAAACoo/tz4RfOB2POk/s1600-h/20950_278282061019_589266019_3974492_2967541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2TfGR8czUI/AAAAAAAACoo/tz4RfOB2POk/s400/20950_278282061019_589266019_3974492_2967541_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432712349504818498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2182921761522763837?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2182921761522763837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/reporting-in-from-cameron-highlands.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2182921761522763837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2182921761522763837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/reporting-in-from-cameron-highlands.html' title='Reporting in from Cameron Highlands'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2TfGk0lozI/AAAAAAAACow/owf4GappYNg/s72-c/20950_278284101019_589266019_3974536_8148644_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-9064229086285064088</id><published>2010-01-28T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:16:25.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babyface Live in Kuala Lumpur 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>I Want My Baby!!</title><content type='html'>Have you heard????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABYFACE IS COMING TO KUALA LUMPUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2Erf3fGVqI/AAAAAAAACog/h1nC3mzMA0o/s1600-h/Babyface1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2Erf3fGVqI/AAAAAAAACog/h1nC3mzMA0o/s400/Babyface1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431670452055856802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wehooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*glee with excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG.. menggeletaq ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go. I HAVE TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His show is on 5th March 2010, in Plenary Hall, KLCC Convention Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info visit the ticketing site, &lt;a href="http://axcess.com.my/s_babyface10.asp?id=4965311420162941052263163636375390557409"&gt;Axcess&lt;/a&gt;. Can also go to the organiser's &lt;a href="http://www.pineappleconcerts.com/promo.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You going?? Count me in!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-9064229086285064088?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/9064229086285064088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/9064229086285064088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/9064229086285064088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-my-baby.html' title='I Want My Baby!!'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2Erf3fGVqI/AAAAAAAACog/h1nC3mzMA0o/s72-c/Babyface1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-1749940417380444165</id><published>2010-01-27T21:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:03:56.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D&apos;lish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>D'lish Breakfast</title><content type='html'>Notice that ever since Ain got married, she got little time to eat out? Yeahhhh she's a super goody wife now, working full time at home, cooking for beloved husband. (Ngumpat Ain dowh) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things I miss most that she is now no longer a salaried servant is our little adventures after work. When J &amp;amp; Ain were together, we always got something under our sleeves. hahaha mostly were shopping (ain was busy with her wedding preparations) and foodie adventures. I remember Ain's puasa ganti days.. we practically eat out everyday. Pokai bulan tu!! Fun times! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oohh i miss those bubur in Kampung Baru, Ayam Penyet,  satay &amp;amp; char kuey teow in jalan peel, those sengkuang with that purple paste &amp;amp; cucur udang in Chow Kit, arrghhh hahah stress.... Ainnnnnnnnnnn get back to work in KL, pleassssseeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha but if she works, then she longer cook for me then. hahaha. ok ok.. no lah kidding. Cepat2 la dpt keje ayer oii.. I always pray for you ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now our "little adventures" has now become my little trips after work to her house. I am so ever grateful that her house is nearby my house, about 10 mins away, about a shout away from my brother's home. So going to her house is practically on the way home, so a drop to her house is always something to look forward to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, last &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-weekend.html"&gt;Sunday&lt;/a&gt; since my date for breakfast cancelled on me, so I straight away thought about Ain. I thought it would be nice to go out with her in the morning so that she'll have time to cook and do the house chores after that, you know? I thought that while her hubby is still sleeping, we could catch up. Hey, breakfast is perfect time man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to D'lish, Bangsar Village. It was my second time there though. The first time I went I didn't really have time to take pics cuz was busy chatting away with my friend Syir. So this time I made a mental note to take some pics to blog about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love breakfast time. I love that the world is still asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love D'lish. Very comfy. The food, well, was good, not extraordinary (still thinks&lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/07/breakfast-la-bodega-pavilion.html"&gt; La Bodega&lt;/a&gt; has the best breakfast. ohh those mushrooms, ohh those beef.. ok enough back to reality). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BC0EwV1FI/AAAAAAAACnw/1csLSOY9rzI/s1600-h/DSC03736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414613005947986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BC0EwV1FI/AAAAAAAACnw/1csLSOY9rzI/s400/DSC03736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The menu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ala you know I like these kind of places, quiet, white, comfy place where we can sit and chat. The last time I went I sat inside, but this time we sat outside, and I think outside is better. It was not hot, since there were ceiling fans and plants blocking the glaring from the pavement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BEvobRZxI/AAAAAAAACoY/02SyOTL6PxM/s1600-h/DSC03739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431416735705163538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BEvobRZxI/AAAAAAAACoY/02SyOTL6PxM/s400/DSC03739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ehem.. look at the bling2 hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BESAa6stI/AAAAAAAACoQ/vOnRX91ffIc/s1600-h/DSC03738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431416226750051026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BESAa6stI/AAAAAAAACoQ/vOnRX91ffIc/s400/DSC03738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Grass (or some taugeh or some sort haha) in a can gracing the table, which we like. yeah easy pleased people, we know. we love simplicity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BERkI9ytI/AAAAAAAACoI/zG02MerO2_I/s1600-h/DSC03742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431416219158563538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BERkI9ytI/AAAAAAAACoI/zG02MerO2_I/s400/DSC03742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Reading the 3 course dinner set menu, only for RM33. Notice the wooden spoon as table no? Cuteyyyyyyy, yeah easy pleased again. Look behind me, those are the plants. Beyond the plants is the open air parking lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BERBHI7II/AAAAAAAACoA/Rqb2t5dSdl4/s1600-h/DSC03737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431416209755663490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BERBHI7II/AAAAAAAACoA/Rqb2t5dSdl4/s400/DSC03737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ain, more comfy, on the "couch"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCzZzbcgI/AAAAAAAACng/6PLUgGpAJm8/s1600-h/DSC03745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414601476174338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCzZzbcgI/AAAAAAAACng/6PLUgGpAJm8/s400/DSC03745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ain's big breakfast - with sausages, sauteed mushroom, eggs (choice of scrambled, omelette, sunny), chicken slice?, bread, baked beans, hash brown. tomatoes. I had this before so I opted for the pancakes. It wasn't extraordinary, I think I can cook better than this.. most of the items are premade i think (the hashbrowns, sausages, chicken or turkey slice) heheh but if I cook myself, i would want the bread. Will look out for the bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCzKoSIMI/AAAAAAAACnY/ashyg3cr_uw/s1600-h/DSC03746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414597402894530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCzKoSIMI/AAAAAAAACnY/ashyg3cr_uw/s400/DSC03746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;For RM19.80, it came with a coffee of your choice (ain's was cappucino) and freshly squeezed orange juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCyoryDJI/AAAAAAAACnQ/n8bafUSGS0A/s1600-h/DSC03744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414588290763922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCyoryDJI/AAAAAAAACnQ/n8bafUSGS0A/s400/DSC03744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My blueberry pancakes!! they were so fluffy!!!! if I am not mistaken it was RM15.90, drinks have to order separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCz6FHS3I/AAAAAAAACno/upzMt12YJks/s1600-h/DSC03747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414610140285810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BCz6FHS3I/AAAAAAAACno/upzMt12YJks/s400/DSC03747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at them fluffy. Yums!! served with bananas and maple syrup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'lish has become one of the places which I think I would come again, basically with friends, to catch up and talk. I love Bangsar Village too because it was not busy at this time of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who's up for next breakfast date? I think I would like to try their waffles next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'lish is located inside Village Grocer (the supermarket) in Bangsar Village. There is also another entrance from parking in front. Click &lt;a href="http://www.delicious.com.my/dine.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I looked in my archive.. and found &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/01/delicious-start-of-new-year.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Same top and scraf (on kak tine) hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-1749940417380444165?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/1749940417380444165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/dlish-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1749940417380444165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1749940417380444165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/dlish-breakfast.html' title='D&apos;lish Breakfast'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S2BC0EwV1FI/AAAAAAAACnw/1csLSOY9rzI/s72-c/DSC03736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-1035626946413610747</id><published>2010-01-26T14:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:21:46.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sour Plum</title><content type='html'>For those who know me, knows that I love sour fruits and candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fave fruits is plum, but I am quite picky. I hate the soft ones. My fave is the crunchy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had these today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S16Ipyy_4hI/AAAAAAAACnI/r6IUab4szo0/s1600-h/DSC03788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430928452247085586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S16Ipyy_4hI/AAAAAAAACnI/r6IUab4szo0/s400/DSC03788.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OMG look how beautiful the flesh is? So yellow, so fresh, so crunchy!!! (notice the big bite) &lt;p align="justify"&gt;8 for RM10. Pretty expensive eh? hmm.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I had two already and I don't think they will survive til tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I know they are sour, but they never failed to put a smile on my face. Who says sour things can't make you happy? Ngeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-1035626946413610747?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/1035626946413610747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/sour-plum.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1035626946413610747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1035626946413610747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/sour-plum.html' title='Sour Plum'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S16Ipyy_4hI/AAAAAAAACnI/r6IUab4szo0/s72-c/DSC03788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6566334753985933181</id><published>2010-01-24T21:14:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:29:42.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D&apos;lish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>I Heart the Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, who doesn't? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend started off with my darling D's birthday celebration @ Red Box, The Gardens. The food sucks (hahah what is me without talking about food?) but the time spent with my girlies beat all that. I am so happy that D looked like she enjoyed herself very much and that she seems delighted with my gift. Happy birthday D, I wish you all the best things in the world, may all your dreams came true (if not now, in the future).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xZHYyrhYI/AAAAAAAAClw/xjpGIvIZ1n4/s1600-h/18652_266834710771_653475771_3173414_2162199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430313234150950274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xZHYyrhYI/AAAAAAAAClw/xjpGIvIZ1n4/s400/18652_266834710771_653475771_3173414_2162199_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D, looking quite delighted with my gift. hehe. (Photo credit to Tuya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xZH7GF4FI/AAAAAAAACl4/hZ1EUEu1Mj4/s1600-h/20136_268626901505_545416505_3314620_4945387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430313243359174738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xZH7GF4FI/AAAAAAAACl4/hZ1EUEu1Mj4/s400/20136_268626901505_545416505_3314620_4945387_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic! (Photo credit to Dang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xiHrcKgFI/AAAAAAAACmY/isky-UC2gEc/s1600-h/DSC03711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430323134761435218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xiHrcKgFI/AAAAAAAACmY/isky-UC2gEc/s400/DSC03711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love the lovely lanterns in the Gardens. I have a thing for lanterns. I think I have mentioned it a few times in this blog. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xiHBePteI/AAAAAAAACmQ/nOpxRmjaWG4/s1600-h/DSC03717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430323123495876066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xiHBePteI/AAAAAAAACmQ/nOpxRmjaWG4/s400/DSC03717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours truly, showing off the green bag yeayyyyyyy. Ok sorry for keep talking about the green bag, but I just love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, I was supposed to go out and have an way overdue catching up session which Syaz, but Syaz cancelled (kinda bummed but we promised to meet up soon, so many things to catch up - she just got back from New York!!) so then I thought, hey it would be nice to kidnap Ain instead, with Anas' permission of course. Texted her near midnite on Saturday, told her the plan and she was up for it but we have to wait for Anas' green light. And we got the green light this morning! yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain wanted dim sum, but I didn't know any place that have halal dim sum for breakfast (any suggestions, please?) and I felt like having pancakes. I was thinking to go to the Pink Sage (as I've heard lots of good reviews about their breakfast and I've never been there) but luckily did a quick google and found out they moved to Solaris, Mont Kiara from Jalan Dang Wangi KL. Their &lt;a href="http://www.thepinksage.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; is not updated, but luckily I found their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?v=wall&amp;amp;gid=41203766232"&gt;Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;. I didn't want to go to an unfamiliar place, so I decided to go &lt;a href="http://delicious.com.my/dine.html"&gt;D'lish&lt;/a&gt;, Bangsar Village. Will tell about the breakfast in a separate post. But here is a preview;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xgYt0MpAI/AAAAAAAACmA/HL7AU7-f9R0/s1600-h/DSC03749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430321228433630210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xgYt0MpAI/AAAAAAAACmA/HL7AU7-f9R0/s400/DSC03749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely blueberry pancakes and pisang emas. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back home around 11am, and then went out again to see the Tooth Fairy with the kids. Well, the movie was pretty ok. The Rock is huge as always. haha. Well, you can never go wrong with light family comedy. But if you have nothing better to do, instead of watching this, got watch Avatar for your 10th time. hahah. I just went to see because well i like the Rock and I wanted to spend time with my nephews and niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back home again around 3, had Cik Su's awesome soto and planned the next weekend family trip to Cameron Highlands with the "committee" ahahha then suddenly Lachik said that he felt like having some cream puffs. I don't why, but suddenly I felt like making them. The day was too hot for baking and I am not an expert in making the pastry in fact I hate making them because they involved a lot of process but I just felt like making them since I didn't have anything else to do (erm actually no, my room is still waiting for its long overdue spring cleaning hahah, but give me the kitchen any time, I'll be more than happy to be in the kitchen than cleaning up my mess) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these babies popped out, and the kids seemed to enjoy them and they were all finished in a couple of hours. I took some pics while making them, and will share them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xhEh0xShI/AAAAAAAACmI/toTozt_Y2cI/s1600-h/DSC03771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430321981129050642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xhEh0xShI/AAAAAAAACmI/toTozt_Y2cI/s400/DSC03771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely choux pastries/profiteroles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK now the weekend is almost over, and I have this super lazy feeling about going to work tomorrow. This is when I wished that the weekend is longer (well, again, who doesn't?) or that tomorrow is a public holiday or that I should have applied for leave. Kihkih wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken the weekend slow, but what, miss all this? No way. I rather be exhausted than miss all these wonderful times with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is Monday, and let's hope it will be kind to me (and to all of you too!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great weekend and have a good week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Muaaaaaaaahhhsss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6566334753985933181?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6566334753985933181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6566334753985933181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6566334753985933181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-weekend.html' title='I Heart the Weekend'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xZHYyrhYI/AAAAAAAAClw/xjpGIvIZ1n4/s72-c/18652_266834710771_653475771_3173414_2162199_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4167675803703864538</id><published>2010-01-23T11:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:50:22.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Random Snaps</title><content type='html'>I am at work today, yes it is Saturday (I can never stop having grudges on having to work on a Saturday). I was kinda bored (although I just received an assignment from the boss), so I was cleaning up my phone's photo album and found some randoms pics taken which I find quite interesting to share. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1polHzE0SI/AAAAAAAACjw/gHxPOcOvfj4/s1600-h/jack+sparrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1polHzE0SI/AAAAAAAACjw/gHxPOcOvfj4/s400/jack+sparrow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429767287706276130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dik, as Jack Sparrow.. hahahahahahaha ok this is funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pok3OHZeI/AAAAAAAACjo/BFCbdPIjsIQ/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pok3OHZeI/AAAAAAAACjo/BFCbdPIjsIQ/s400/DSC03339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429767283256288738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My older bro, Lachik, pic taken by 2 1/2 year old niece Akisha. I like this pic because Lachik is usually this "serious" kinda of guy (it is so hard to get him to smile when taking pictures), so sometimes it is nice to see his "goofiness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pokbBbY0I/AAAAAAAACjg/x4qsO96bms4/s1600-h/DSC03451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pokbBbY0I/AAAAAAAACjg/x4qsO96bms4/s400/DSC03451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429767275686880066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, this is my 9 year old nephew Adam, when his lips got stung by some kind of insect... pretty scary eh? Rasa nak nangis tgk beb.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1poj7vAG9I/AAAAAAAACjY/kC8Qf2r3aYY/s1600-h/DSC03465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1poj7vAG9I/AAAAAAAACjY/kC8Qf2r3aYY/s400/DSC03465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429767267288095698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain looking very excited, on our trip to the florist somewhere in Pudu, surveying flower for her wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pojZZJG9I/AAAAAAAACjQ/b71fu8cgbkU/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pojZZJG9I/AAAAAAAACjQ/b71fu8cgbkU/s400/DSC03489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429767258069605330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My chums at work, Pootz and Lyn, really enjoying themselves (tengah kepedasan actually) with Ayam Penyet at Wong Solo, Taman Dagang Ampang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppa71YY7I/AAAAAAAACkY/05j88BCDXAk/s1600-h/DSC03469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppa71YY7I/AAAAAAAACkY/05j88BCDXAk/s400/DSC03469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768212207657906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nephews, Imran and Adam, playing kite (my trex kite) at Bandar Tun Hussein Onn park, although it was not really at the park, but an open space beside it. Perfect place for kiting. See my kiting adventure &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fly-high.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppafvdB4I/AAAAAAAACkQ/wQX4tQB_iNo/s1600-h/DSC03528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppafvdB4I/AAAAAAAACkQ/wQX4tQB_iNo/s400/DSC03528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768204666603394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuya's girl, Airis... looking very glum hahahaha.. i think this was taken at her bday party, while she was getting ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppaLxD8WI/AAAAAAAACkI/c0xBQpcecUA/s1600-h/DSC03563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppaLxD8WI/AAAAAAAACkI/c0xBQpcecUA/s400/DSC03563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768199304638818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my niece, Akisha, looking very puzzled here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppZsrW6_I/AAAAAAAACkA/zkzZ22L20Wg/s1600-h/DSC03611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppZsrW6_I/AAAAAAAACkA/zkzZ22L20Wg/s400/DSC03611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768190959217650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain's hantaran cake to Anas, made by my sister in law, Kak Tine. Decoration (ribbons and fresh flowers) by Ain &amp; Chot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppZWHiygI/AAAAAAAACj4/jt4O817jR34/s1600-h/DSC03640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1ppZWHiygI/AAAAAAAACj4/jt4O817jR34/s400/DSC03640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768184903420418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new crocs, cotton candy Malindi, bought in December &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr4-oap2I/AAAAAAAAClA/Nk2fpvC4Ayc/s1600-h/DSC03502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr4-oap2I/AAAAAAAAClA/Nk2fpvC4Ayc/s400/DSC03502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429770927377917794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain &amp; her designer best friend Tasha (aka Chot), during Ain's fitting for her wedding dress @ Salikin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr4kz5euI/AAAAAAAACk4/5doZd90qLAY/s1600-h/DSC03520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr4kz5euI/AAAAAAAACk4/5doZd90qLAY/s400/DSC03520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429770920446753506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found this.. hehehe couldn't resist sharing, the place cards for the Bachelorette Party. They are quite cute aren't they? I made them myself hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr4H1ZSAI/AAAAAAAACkw/CwIa5ORfQ9U/s1600-h/DSC03636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr4H1ZSAI/AAAAAAAACkw/CwIa5ORfQ9U/s400/DSC03636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429770912668403714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fave breakfast at the moment - Coffee Bean's bagel with cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr35MN0_I/AAAAAAAACko/27mrV-XRe4c/s1600-h/DSC03629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr35MN0_I/AAAAAAAACko/27mrV-XRe4c/s400/DSC03629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429770908737590258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken skewers @ Delicious. Not recommended, ok? Better order something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr3Y-Nv-I/AAAAAAAACkg/B5palXSykxs/s1600-h/DSC03620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pr3Y-Nv-I/AAAAAAAACkg/B5palXSykxs/s400/DSC03620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429770900088930274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;new addition to my soft toy babies at work - gifts from friends at work, Ejal (the mouse) and Kak G (the bear) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pupb38x2I/AAAAAAAAClQ/9hDD_l88t1U/s1600-h/DSC03648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pupb38x2I/AAAAAAAAClQ/9hDD_l88t1U/s400/DSC03648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429773958884673378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bday gift for myself, an &lt;a href="http://www.monsoon.co.uk/icat/accessorize"&gt;Accesorize&lt;/a&gt; bag, which I absolutely adore!! I love this baby so much, I think it is made of tweed, with knitted flowers, cute button and a gold metal butterfly. It took me 3 visits to Accesorize to finally decide to buy it. Termimpi2 you! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pup1ceokI/AAAAAAAAClY/fKTzUgPOAdk/s1600-h/DSC03635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1pup1ceokI/AAAAAAAAClY/fKTzUgPOAdk/s400/DSC03635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429773965748773442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok don't get me wrong, that is not beer ok?? It a peachy drink my brother ordered for me during lunch at an Arabic restaurant in Putrajaya. Saba i think the place is called. Good food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1puo0HfGgI/AAAAAAAAClI/Rzg8HWW08QA/s1600-h/DSC03672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1puo0HfGgI/AAAAAAAAClI/Rzg8HWW08QA/s400/DSC03672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429773948212419074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nephew, Irsyad acting cute. haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1puqpMRcjI/AAAAAAAAClo/UgpYvShn8ek/s1600-h/DSC03693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1puqpMRcjI/AAAAAAAAClo/UgpYvShn8ek/s400/DSC03693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429773979639444018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myself, today. Pink &amp; green, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's all. Enough sharing. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4167675803703864538?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4167675803703864538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-snaps.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4167675803703864538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4167675803703864538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-snaps.html' title='Random Snaps'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1polHzE0SI/AAAAAAAACjw/gHxPOcOvfj4/s72-c/jack+sparrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8402300299369171157</id><published>2010-01-21T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:19:51.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>French Toast</title><content type='html'>I didn't have French Toast for breakfast, but I had a meeting with 3 French people instead. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first time working with the french, I know my colleagues have the experience but not me. As much as I hate going into a meeting last minute, but then again, it was pretty interesting. Not about the meeting but looking at these people. hahahah. From their accent to their commitment towards their work. They seemed very serious and very protective of their "business" so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, I feel this buzzzing sound in my head. hahaha. Well, their accent was quite thick when they speak in English. I zzink zee contentz of zzee proposaal doezznt 'ave much change... we zink eett eezz enough.. we cannottt reduce zzeee prizze. HAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I feel like I wanted to speak like that the whole day. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, they also told us that "We wear Gucci. Louis Vuitton are for tourists".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gucci, baby!!!!! (not that i can afford both Gucci and LV) but, from these 2, i prefer Gucci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8402300299369171157?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8402300299369171157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/french-toast.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8402300299369171157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8402300299369171157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/french-toast.html' title='French Toast'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-1661802271568401600</id><published>2010-01-21T22:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:29:29.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italiannies the curve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly day out'/><title type='text'>Just the 2 of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpsrwv7rI/AAAAAAAACio/6eOCGypsoMA/s1600-h/P1013248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpsrwv7rI/AAAAAAAACio/6eOCGypsoMA/s400/P1013248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429205567177486002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was having my bad tudung day. haih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya Tuya told me that my birthday celebration does not end yet because I haven't gone out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Saturday, we went out together, just the 2 of us. The last time we went out was for &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/afternoon-with-tuya-airis.html"&gt;Tuya's birthday&lt;/a&gt; in August last year but were accompanied by darling Airis. We see each other few times of course but not going out, going out. Ya know? I know it's been awhile but I hope that we can see more of each other Tuy. I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really fancy was planned, it was just that we want to spend time together. It was simple, but the time spent was precious. Reminds me how much I miss Tuya and us being together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, what did we do really?? Window shopping, from the Curve bazaar (which we love but didn't buy anything - yeay!) to furniture and household items in Ikea (I was looking for a simple desk - no intention to buy just browsing but Tuya ended up buying some stuff including a red waste paper basket which is only RM2.90!) and then we had lunch at Italiannies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpN8p-mTI/AAAAAAAACiI/fDqSdxBmAM0/s1600-h/P1013255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpN8p-mTI/AAAAAAAACiI/fDqSdxBmAM0/s400/P1013255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429205039136545074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty lanterns me likey. Bersusah payah photographer amik gambar ni tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpOrvfiQI/AAAAAAAACiY/8lM_7tE04aE/s1600-h/P1013250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpOrvfiQI/AAAAAAAACiY/8lM_7tE04aE/s400/P1013250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429205051776141570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We both love this bag but ended up not buying. RM45. Do you think it's worth it? Me don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpNYg28nI/AAAAAAAACiA/LERYHVyX4yU/s1600-h/P1013251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpNYg28nI/AAAAAAAACiA/LERYHVyX4yU/s400/P1013251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429205029434618482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuya si penjual baju. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hvzJ5318I/AAAAAAAACi4/t61-jKg8Pvg/s1600-h/P1013253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hvzJ5318I/AAAAAAAACi4/t61-jKg8Pvg/s400/P1013253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429212275417798594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this top, but not my size, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpO8TIOKI/AAAAAAAACig/7fC7I8hBiOc/s1600-h/P1013259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpO8TIOKI/AAAAAAAACig/7fC7I8hBiOc/s400/P1013259.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429205056220575906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ikea at the back. Tuya Happily posing with her big blue bag (containing a waste paper basket, 3 pairs of scissors and there was something else but i forgot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hvz3UE-kI/AAAAAAAACjA/uPLtUpzr9L4/s1600-h/P1160032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hvz3UE-kI/AAAAAAAACjA/uPLtUpzr9L4/s400/P1160032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429212287607306818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;buat perangai!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hos6N7oqI/AAAAAAAACh4/zBWL88AeziY/s1600-h/P1160060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hos6N7oqI/AAAAAAAACh4/zBWL88AeziY/s400/P1160060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429204471546356386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahah snob! sila sila makan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1horj_yXhI/AAAAAAAACho/71PYlad41r0/s1600-h/P1160059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1horj_yXhI/AAAAAAAACho/71PYlad41r0/s400/P1160059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429204448401579538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very bland pizza (as starter for the promotion 2 course meal for RM27.90. i didn't like this pizza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hosYw4H5I/AAAAAAAAChw/potY0Xc01I4/s1600-h/P1160118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hosYw4H5I/AAAAAAAAChw/potY0Xc01I4/s400/P1160118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429204462566121362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mogok lapar! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hvysL4EHI/AAAAAAAACiw/nvOKzuKqjbo/s1600-h/P1160063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hvysL4EHI/AAAAAAAACiw/nvOKzuKqjbo/s400/P1160063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429212267440246898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tu ar food makan arrr - roast chicken and clam linguini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1horFI36rI/AAAAAAAAChg/I-gcU003MN4/s1600-h/P1160065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1horFI36rI/AAAAAAAAChg/I-gcU003MN4/s400/P1160065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429204440118192818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kan happy dah dpt makanan hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hoqGsxCrI/AAAAAAAAChY/Vgz5V8A3dUg/s1600-h/P1160129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hoqGsxCrI/AAAAAAAAChY/Vgz5V8A3dUg/s400/P1160129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429204423357303474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me like this pic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tuy, for spending time with me... and thank you for the gift (yes the green one! heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for our outing next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ermmm some silly pics on the way back! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpOK_Xw4I/AAAAAAAACiQ/zn1Woh1xAho/s1600-h/P1013285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpOK_Xw4I/AAAAAAAACiQ/zn1Woh1xAho/s400/P1013285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429205042984371074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuya smelly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hv0HnUgqI/AAAAAAAACjI/Deu4or_X8hA/s1600-h/P1013287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hv0HnUgqI/AAAAAAAACjI/Deu4or_X8hA/s400/P1013287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429212291982983842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-1661802271568401600?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/1661802271568401600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-2-of-us.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1661802271568401600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1661802271568401600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-2-of-us.html' title='Just the 2 of Us'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hpsrwv7rI/AAAAAAAACio/6eOCGypsoMA/s72-c/P1013248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3763109344740332598</id><published>2010-01-21T20:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:36:18.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handbags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Outta My Mind</title><content type='html'>This is all Tuya's fault. She introduced me to this "Pre-loved" boutique called &lt;a href="http://www.glampotboutique.com"&gt;Glampot&lt;/a&gt;. I've spent the last couple of days drooling over those bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fell in love with this beauty and can't stop thinking about it, I don't know why!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hUEUQNq5I/AAAAAAAAChQ/jMOLFhK34Tk/s1600-h/IMG_8278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hUEUQNq5I/AAAAAAAAChQ/jMOLFhK34Tk/s400/IMG_8278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429181783928056722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am outta my mind cuz keep thinking about the bag. eeeeeekkk i love it!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see it &lt;a href="http://www.glampotboutique.com/2008/03/take-l-o-o-k-at-b-g-s-on-mannequin.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Scroll down, until you see the bag on the arms of Lauren Conrad. Eeeekk.. See the price, and mind you this is "pre-loved" RM7,000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gile ke apa?? hahahaha. I don't know when will I ever have this on my arms. In my dreams, babe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, a girl can dream. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3763109344740332598?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3763109344740332598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/outta-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3763109344740332598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3763109344740332598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/outta-my-mind.html' title='Outta My Mind'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1hUEUQNq5I/AAAAAAAAChQ/jMOLFhK34Tk/s72-c/IMG_8278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7108678739880638979</id><published>2010-01-20T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:18:36.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodi picoult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My sister&apos;s keeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1cokUBZ7uI/AAAAAAAAChI/mRQKfdjbyNk/s1600-h/DSC03684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1cokUBZ7uI/AAAAAAAAChI/mRQKfdjbyNk/s400/DSC03684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428852480133426914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's my battered copy of the book. It is brand new, but I took it everywhere I go for these past couple of weeks, so that's why it looked like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me longer than the usual time I took to finish a book, but I am glad I finished it. It is a moving story, about love and family. I didn't cry though (maybe because I already know the ending from Mrs Slattery hahahah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like about this book is that it was written based on different points of view of the characters. So you can notice the language changes through the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to review on the book really, or tell you the synopsis. I am sure you can pick up the book or google about it. All I can say is that the book is really good, and worth a space on your bookshelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted to share is this part, which I really like, a conversation between Julia (Anna's guardian ad litem) and Campbell (Anna's lawyer) - they have a history together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"And I'm lonely, Campbell," Julia adds. "Why do you think I had to learn to act so independent? I also get mad too quickly, and I hog the covers, and my second toe is longer than my big one. My hair has its own zip code. Plus, I get certifiably when I've got PMS. You don't love someone because they're perfect," she says. "You love them in spite of the fact that they're not."&lt;/span&gt; (extract from My Sister's Keeper, all copyrights belong to Jodi Picoult)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, planning to see the movie this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7108678739880638979?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7108678739880638979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-sisters-keeper.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7108678739880638979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7108678739880638979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1cokUBZ7uI/AAAAAAAAChI/mRQKfdjbyNk/s72-c/DSC03684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3837608006073290273</id><published>2010-01-20T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:26:22.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Putrajaya Hot Air Balloon Fiesta 2010'/><title type='text'>Hot Air Balloon Fiesta 2010</title><content type='html'>Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh the Hot Air Balloon Fiesta is back!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, click &lt;a href="http://myballoonfiesta.com/itinerary.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I was excited about it last year?? In case you forget, read all about it &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-up-away.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you excited?? I sure am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait. and oh yeah, Ain said the first day fall on Chot's birthday.. bestnya if ada party/picnic at the park?? OMG!! I am so excited already. Kalau jadi. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, let's go together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1cgRUvx01I/AAAAAAAAChA/fSOF1mA1sDI/s1600-h/P3220194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1cgRUvx01I/AAAAAAAAChA/fSOF1mA1sDI/s400/P3220194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428843357817394002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3837608006073290273?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3837608006073290273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/hot-air-balloon-fiesta-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3837608006073290273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3837608006073290273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/hot-air-balloon-fiesta-2010.html' title='Hot Air Balloon Fiesta 2010'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1cgRUvx01I/AAAAAAAAChA/fSOF1mA1sDI/s72-c/P3220194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4071851037775340404</id><published>2010-01-19T21:26:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:16:00.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachelorette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bijou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ain&apos;s Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly day out'/><title type='text'>From Miss to Missus Part 2 : The Bachelorette Party</title><content type='html'>I love Ain's bachelorette party. heheheh. I have always wanted a party quite similar to this. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people say "Bachelorette Party" people usually though of the common theme which is mainly sexual theme.. ya know, sharing intimate stuff, getting drunk and stuff like that. But of course different cultures has different ways. But then again, in our culture, there is no such thing as this kind of party i.e celebrating the bride (or groom - Bachelor). Considering that with our culture, for me, for us, the Bachelorette Party is just a name to celebrate our friend. All we wanted was a girly day, sweet, fun and the most important thing is celebration of friendship and celebrating the bride who is about leave her single life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of planning involved, lots of ideas discussed, although some of them didn't work out due to time constraint, the party was just like we have imagined. We chose &lt;a href="http://www.bijou.com.my/"&gt;Bijou&lt;/a&gt;, simply because of the nice setting and we wanted a place which is very girly, and Bijou has the white, hot pink and orange interior which suits our party perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place itself was already pretty but our pretty balloons (thanks Sara!!) really made to the place more adorable!! Oohh I just love the place (I wish I could say the same thing about my food - will tell that later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say much, just let the pictures do the talking! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4Yz5cJ-I/AAAAAAAACeI/nhAZ4vpA6t0/s1600-h/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4Yz5cJ-I/AAAAAAAACeI/nhAZ4vpA6t0/s400/IMG_1372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428447662252500962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's our little place.. nice eh?? Lyana and Sara busy setting up the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4ZsjVFUI/AAAAAAAACeY/-ldw4iN_uIE/s1600-h/14735_1252262380664_1052642044_803162_7605575_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4ZsjVFUI/AAAAAAAACeY/-ldw4iN_uIE/s400/14735_1252262380664_1052642044_803162_7605575_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428447677460583746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What could be girlier than these?? pinks, polka dots, hearts kisses, balloons - total sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4ZCRea2I/AAAAAAAACeQ/VpoPG6wdNW4/s1600-h/14735_1252306701772_1052642044_803267_329312_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4ZCRea2I/AAAAAAAACeQ/VpoPG6wdNW4/s400/14735_1252306701772_1052642044_803267_329312_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428447666111408994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sara, the party planner ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4YhCeOYI/AAAAAAAACeA/7m30N_6NAtM/s1600-h/PB150134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4YhCeOYI/AAAAAAAACeA/7m30N_6NAtM/s400/PB150134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428447657190111618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little flower bouquets I made (in a bag trying to hide from Ain, who was driving), all squished together already but.. still they looked quite ok. I made these flowers for each of us :) together with name placecards (which the girls turned into name tags hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4YGuYWGI/AAAAAAAACd4/t9ZEUtbYkJo/s1600-h/PB150135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4YGuYWGI/AAAAAAAACd4/t9ZEUtbYkJo/s400/PB150135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428447650126518370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crown for the Bachelorette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W66OiwNaI/AAAAAAAACfI/myFlDaSZQKs/s1600-h/PB150139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W66OiwNaI/AAAAAAAACfI/myFlDaSZQKs/s400/PB150139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428450435364042146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty masks for the rest of us - notice the name placecards?? I bought the "clothes pin" at Jonker Street. Super cute and super cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XKXfdM1XI/AAAAAAAACgw/pEhP1L5SICA/s1600-h/PB150178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XKXfdM1XI/AAAAAAAACgw/pEhP1L5SICA/s400/PB150178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428467430794777970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Closer look on the placecards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BACHELORETTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5epnOOiI/AAAAAAAACfA/0DKU3cOg0D8/s1600-h/14735_1252340622620_1052642044_803564_7166176_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5epnOOiI/AAAAAAAACfA/0DKU3cOg0D8/s400/14735_1252340622620_1052642044_803564_7166176_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428448862082578978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There she comesssss!! Ain with bestie, Tasha aka Chot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5emCmR_I/AAAAAAAACe4/ZQJ9-OWne8M/s1600-h/14735_1252356023005_1052642044_803624_2410557_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5emCmR_I/AAAAAAAACe4/ZQJ9-OWne8M/s400/14735_1252356023005_1052642044_803624_2410557_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428448861123659762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fussing over the princess - fixing her crown, her sash, name tag and flower! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2FUlVAAI/AAAAAAAACdQ/527RJF9Dlcg/s1600-h/14735_1252340702622_1052642044_803566_1396131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2FUlVAAI/AAAAAAAACdQ/527RJF9Dlcg/s400/14735_1252340702622_1052642044_803566_1396131_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428445128405876738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5d7ncHJI/AAAAAAAACew/Gw6jrxiql-4/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5d7ncHJI/AAAAAAAACew/Gw6jrxiql-4/s400/IMG_1423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428448849735457938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess of the day, looking kinda nervous don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5djmkj2I/AAAAAAAACeo/PuZXURArAdc/s1600-h/IMG_1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5djmkj2I/AAAAAAAACeo/PuZXURArAdc/s400/IMG_1443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428448843289366370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With our gifts *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5dVv035I/AAAAAAAACeg/hTswgtHw8ik/s1600-h/IMG_1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W5dVv035I/AAAAAAAACeg/hTswgtHw8ik/s400/IMG_1450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428448839570087826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FOOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to judge Bijou for my first experience but for me, the food was a little bit disappointing. I don't know about the rest of the girls, but I do think that they could do better with the food, taste, quality and presentation wise. I wish I can say the food was great (mine) but I just couldn't. I had their specialty - crab cakes, but it was actually quite tasteless, very bland, dry and the worst thing was that the crab was not fresh!! It was too small. It was served on a bed of veggies -  shredded cucumber i think and salad on top with somekind of chutney, which did nothing to the dish. To call this a "specialty", was rather disappointing. Ain &amp; chot had the salmon which Ain said was quite good, Lisha had the club sandwich which she said wasn't that special. I think sara &amp; sada had the steak sandwich.. I didnt ask them how was it. Then Salpa had the chicken, which I didn't have a picture at all. For a place this nice, with price on the steep side, I expected more from them. The cupcakes and drinks were nice though. Nothing special, but really nice. I hope to go again though, to change my view because I love the place so much. Maybe I'll just go and have drinks and savour the homeliness of the place. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8mw0miII/AAAAAAAACfw/LtHJ0jEN2vk/s1600-h/PB150177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8mw0miII/AAAAAAAACfw/LtHJ0jEN2vk/s400/PB150177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428452299991582850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC5W79lYI/AAAAAAAACgI/O2EADRAkEjs/s1600-h/PB150175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC5W79lYI/AAAAAAAACgI/O2EADRAkEjs/s400/PB150175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428459216530412930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My drink, Bijou soda. refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8mcAq9MI/AAAAAAAACfo/oEbZqHgtCks/s1600-h/PB150203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8mcAq9MI/AAAAAAAACfo/oEbZqHgtCks/s400/PB150203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428452294405059778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crab cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8l82ktiI/AAAAAAAACfg/eZntO0HbsZc/s1600-h/PB150207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8l82ktiI/AAAAAAAACfg/eZntO0HbsZc/s400/PB150207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428452286041208354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;club sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8lcPcCKI/AAAAAAAACfY/CfVvJ21xvgM/s1600-h/PB150208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8lcPcCKI/AAAAAAAACfY/CfVvJ21xvgM/s400/PB150208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428452277287127202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8k5gv4CI/AAAAAAAACfQ/cr-3DNr2rrM/s1600-h/IMG_1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W8k5gv4CI/AAAAAAAACfQ/cr-3DNr2rrM/s400/IMG_1452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428452267964489762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;steak sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XKYFj48_I/AAAAAAAACg4/rxYJ3Obeebo/s1600-h/PB150239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XKYFj48_I/AAAAAAAACg4/rxYJ3Obeebo/s400/PB150239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428467441023382514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moi hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XKWy04wvI/AAAAAAAACgo/bZmfbSf4kHY/s1600-h/PB150263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XKWy04wvI/AAAAAAAACgo/bZmfbSf4kHY/s400/PB150263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428467418814530290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 of us myself ain &amp; chot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC6G-afnI/AAAAAAAACgY/gCTLcRQMBro/s1600-h/PB150220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC6G-afnI/AAAAAAAACgY/gCTLcRQMBro/s400/PB150220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428459229425598066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how homey the place is? Sada Sara and Ain making themselves at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC55L6nOI/AAAAAAAACgQ/xwFTYzac4Rg/s1600-h/PB150162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC55L6nOI/AAAAAAAACgQ/xwFTYzac4Rg/s400/PB150162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428459225724132578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myself, Sara and Sada posing with our masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC47tpihI/AAAAAAAACgA/ZIQs8i_9EZM/s1600-h/PB150189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC47tpihI/AAAAAAAACgA/ZIQs8i_9EZM/s400/PB150189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428459209222621714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W99LoW8wI/AAAAAAAACf4/kJi5RM_3_cQ/s1600-h/PB150248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W99LoW8wI/AAAAAAAACf4/kJi5RM_3_cQ/s400/PB150248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428453784656737026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC6nU2pFI/AAAAAAAACgg/BrX_OiHEVlk/s1600-h/PB150284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1XC6nU2pFI/AAAAAAAACgg/BrX_OiHEVlk/s400/PB150284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428459238109652050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol our little photoshoot outside, after making a havoc inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to all the girls, for making the day memorable. To Ain, I hope you loved it (i think I know you loved it hahahah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2GIlkMOI/AAAAAAAACdg/owkvg0-Q42A/s1600-h/PB150300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2GIlkMOI/AAAAAAAACdg/owkvg0-Q42A/s400/PB150300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428445142365516002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Bijou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2HI2s7SI/AAAAAAAACdw/I9r7xva2hw4/s1600-h/PB150302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2HI2s7SI/AAAAAAAACdw/I9r7xva2hw4/s400/PB150302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428445159617260834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain in front of Bijou, notice her crown nearly fall off her head already! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2GrO47jI/AAAAAAAACdo/J6CxN23jTSk/s1600-h/PB150296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W2GrO47jI/AAAAAAAACdo/J6CxN23jTSk/s400/PB150296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428445151665647154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for Part 3! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4071851037775340404?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4071851037775340404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-miss-to-missus-part-2-bachelorette.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4071851037775340404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4071851037775340404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-miss-to-missus-part-2-bachelorette.html' title='From Miss to Missus Part 2 : The Bachelorette Party'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1W4Yz5cJ-I/AAAAAAAACeI/nhAZ4vpA6t0/s72-c/IMG_1372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5557212541831171326</id><published>2010-01-17T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:42:29.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><title type='text'>Me Heart Some Green</title><content type='html'>Meet my new green baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mg3BoXNDI/AAAAAAAACb4/54Al0W5t47c/s1600-h/DSC03681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mg3BoXNDI/AAAAAAAACb4/54Al0W5t47c/s400/DSC03681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427718105614201906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~wwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeee me loves it!!!!!!! I can't wait to take her out. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5557212541831171326?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5557212541831171326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-heart-some-green.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5557212541831171326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5557212541831171326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-heart-some-green.html' title='Me Heart Some Green'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mg3BoXNDI/AAAAAAAACb4/54Al0W5t47c/s72-c/DSC03681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4326561463549783555</id><published>2010-01-17T22:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:11:56.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dua Annexe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delicious'/><title type='text'>Anna Came to Town</title><content type='html'>Last December for me was a month of friends and family, of gatherings. One of it was meeting my friend, &lt;a href="http://me-owing.blogspot.com"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; who came to town from Kuantan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna is one of my good friends from university days. The last time I met her was some way back in 2004 maybe, before she left KL and moved back to her hometown Kuantan, Pahang. There were a few times I visited Kuantan, but never got the chance to meet up with her. Now, she has 3 kids already!!! Haha. Time flies so fast, or is it Anna who is very productive? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to gather a bunch of friends but since it was a long weekend, some has already made plans and couldn't make it. There were 5 of us - Anna, Shima, Liza, Aya, myself together with Anna's youngest daughter, Nadia and Liza's niece, Amirah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working that Saturday, so I picked up Anna at her hotel nearby my workplace and we went to one of my favourite dining place in town, &lt;a href="http://www.delicious.com.my/"&gt;DELIcious&lt;/a&gt;, Dua Annexe. I chose that place because it was cozy and I didn't want those noisy and cramped places because I wanted us to be able to relax and talk in peace. And probably because I haven't had their caesar salad for a long time. Seriously, the caesar salad is absolutely delish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk7YfEjWI/AAAAAAAACcg/kW1aUk8IonU/s1600-h/PC190250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk7YfEjWI/AAAAAAAACcg/kW1aUk8IonU/s400/PC190250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427722578515234146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both mom and baby looked a little bit shy here. But see that hand?? that one definitely not shy hahahahahah .. that is ladies and gentleman, my favourite caesar salad (with additions of smoked salmon and chickend), ever. I come to delicious for this. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk60ci1UI/AAAAAAAACcY/RR3aysy46Oo/s1600-h/PC190263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk60ci1UI/AAAAAAAACcY/RR3aysy46Oo/s400/PC190263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427722568840959298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic. Staring contest Nadia vs Shima. Oy shima, pick someone your own size! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk6mVuWDI/AAAAAAAACcQ/rP4iCLu9BcA/s1600-h/PC190287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk6mVuWDI/AAAAAAAACcQ/rP4iCLu9BcA/s400/PC190287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427722565054257202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L-R: Liza's niece Amirah, Liza &amp; Aya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk5rSVpQI/AAAAAAAACcI/W7oaS5iZY3E/s1600-h/PC190291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk5rSVpQI/AAAAAAAACcI/W7oaS5iZY3E/s400/PC190291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427722549202363650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shima, capturing the star dessert, my fave too, Chocolicious Sundae. Believe me, it is very VERY sinful. you have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk47y8tuI/AAAAAAAACcA/GKirxLgO_Jc/s1600-h/PC190288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk47y8tuI/AAAAAAAACcA/GKirxLgO_Jc/s400/PC190288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427722536454239970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got distracted LOL!! Oh he is hot. Sorry we took your picture, whoever you are, it was just that we appreciate you. Ya know? haha. Me &amp; Aya was trying to get a better pic of him, but this all we got. Oh well.. better luck next time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1MmcKzANwI/AAAAAAAACco/FsK2m_-VK4U/s1600-h/PC190257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1MmcKzANwI/AAAAAAAACco/FsK2m_-VK4U/s400/PC190257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724241288050434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pimpin' Aya  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really took our time there, and make the place like home! lol. Shima even put Nadia to sleep there on one of those comfy couches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1MmdRKroCI/AAAAAAAACdA/_1MBENX3Uvk/s1600-h/PC190314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1MmdRKroCI/AAAAAAAACdA/_1MBENX3Uvk/s400/PC190314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724260177846306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how comfy the kids were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mmc9DqvZI/AAAAAAAACc4/gvyKKTwgq5k/s1600-h/PC190311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mmc9DqvZI/AAAAAAAACc4/gvyKKTwgq5k/s400/PC190311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724254779719058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoy nampak org Kuantan? heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1MmcgE72WI/AAAAAAAACcw/DCTPrSSsvWQ/s1600-h/PC190299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1MmcgE72WI/AAAAAAAACcw/DCTPrSSsvWQ/s400/PC190299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724247000406370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shima, the nanny :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mmd4UtQdI/AAAAAAAACdI/dfRS_3WByNU/s1600-h/PC190315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mmd4UtQdI/AAAAAAAACdI/dfRS_3WByNU/s400/PC190315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724270688879058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, it was nice to meet and catch up after all these years. The most fascinating thing was that, it felt like it was just yesterday. We may looked a little bit better, or a little bit stylish or just a little bit different than we used to, but deep inside, we are still those girls. But of course, the topic of conversation has expanded, to include motherhood, aunt-hood (if there is such a word), work, and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, it was nice catching up with you, come back soon, or maybe we can make a little trip to Kuantan, probably crash at your house?? heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I just have to say this, I would go to Delicious for 2 thing - their Caesar Salad (with everything) and Chocolicious Sundae. I still haven't the chance to try their afternoon tea, and really looking forward to it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4326561463549783555?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4326561463549783555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/anna-came-to-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4326561463549783555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4326561463549783555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/anna-came-to-town.html' title='Anna Came to Town'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Mk7YfEjWI/AAAAAAAACcg/kW1aUk8IonU/s72-c/PC190250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7459905098263500369</id><published>2010-01-16T21:38:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:32:45.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ain&apos;s Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>From Miss to Missus Part 1 : Melaka Trip</title><content type='html'>Finally I got the idea of telling about Ain's wedding (pre and post). I've been meaning to write about it but I just thought that there were too many photos and too many events, so yesterday I thought that I'll do it in parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be 3 parts I think - Part 1, our trip to melaka, Part 2, the bachelorette party and part 3 the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start with our little "Bachelorette" &lt;a href="http://www.melaka.org.my/"&gt;Melaka&lt;/a&gt; trip on (31 Oct 09- 1 Nov 09).  The plan was actually involved Chot and Zati because Zati was also getting married but the wedding date was too near, so Zati was a little bit nervous to leave home. The idea was that we spent time away from the city, just us, before Ain &amp; Zati entered into their new life. Anyway, we chose Melaka because we just want to go someplace near, not too distant because we didn't want spent too much time on the road. We just one a quick getaway. We also chose Melaka because Ain is familiar with the town as she used to live in Melaka for several years when she was a kid. As for myself, I have been to Melaka before of course many times, I even have relatives there which we usually visit during Eid. I've been to all those tourist places but it has been ages since the last time and I never really explore those places. Instead of me entertaining Ain, Ain was the one entertaining me, showing off all those places she loves. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pushed off from Kajang before noon, reached there around 12 something I think and we took the chance to meet up my darling friend, Atie, whom I haven't met in such a long time. We decided to meet up at Mydin, Ayer Keroh since it is near Atie's home. It was a quick meeting because Atie coincidently was going back to KL. Though it was short, it was enough to catch up with each other's current news. The best thing was also that, Atie, somehow knew Ain by reputation, because Atie's friend is Ain's friend, Zati's sister, Zura. Zura also heard about me from Zati (who is also now my friend) and Atie! What a small world huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFXz-4BhI/AAAAAAAACUg/tIzvh9QHjPE/s1600-h/PA310114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFXz-4BhI/AAAAAAAACUg/tIzvh9QHjPE/s400/PA310114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427336038839748114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp; Atie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFYWv_MzI/AAAAAAAACUo/fzmcGeGqVBo/s1600-h/PA310119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFYWv_MzI/AAAAAAAACUo/fzmcGeGqVBo/s400/PA310119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427336048172544818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atie &amp; Ain - they looked like old friends, right? I love my friends! heeheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then since it was too early to check in, we decided to walk around town. Ain parked the car near The Stadthuys/Christ Church area, and we walked around there. It was scorching hot, and perfect day for photos! We were sweating and thirsty in no time! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFZQzMyVI/AAAAAAAACU4/qLKkNLXmz4M/s1600-h/PA310136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFZQzMyVI/AAAAAAAACU4/qLKkNLXmz4M/s400/PA310136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427336063755274578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very excited looking local tourists. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFZ5oZ6WI/AAAAAAAACVA/f5s1ZoxPXJY/s1600-h/PA310140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFZ5oZ6WI/AAAAAAAACVA/f5s1ZoxPXJY/s400/PA310140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427336074715851106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love this "hole" at the Stadhuys. Don't you think the colour is unique?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLs7SnU9I/AAAAAAAACVI/hH24oJe-UQ0/s1600-h/PA310143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLs7SnU9I/AAAAAAAACVI/hH24oJe-UQ0/s400/PA310143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427342998648607698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLtyp4FKI/AAAAAAAACVY/cdwYEIeAHgg/s1600-h/PA310166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLtyp4FKI/AAAAAAAACVY/cdwYEIeAHgg/s400/PA310166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427343013510124706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the fountain at the Stadhuys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLtZLzAjI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ct8l9eRfCDc/s1600-h/PA310159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLtZLzAjI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ct8l9eRfCDc/s400/PA310159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427343006673076786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decorated beca (trishaws) for tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then walked further up, to a row of shophouses which were painted the same red as the Stadhuys adn we fell in love with the wooden doors, and pretty kebaya places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLumfk_oI/AAAAAAAACVo/qhXUF8TSQAQ/s1600-h/PA310178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLumfk_oI/AAAAAAAACVo/qhXUF8TSQAQ/s400/PA310178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427343027425574530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Door model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLubWAtXI/AAAAAAAACVg/ddjj9l-K7AI/s1600-h/PA310183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HLubWAtXI/AAAAAAAACVg/ddjj9l-K7AI/s400/PA310183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427343024432657778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, Holland is this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HNkzgcgkI/AAAAAAAACWI/4XivbCnaP7A/s1600-h/PA310210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HNkzgcgkI/AAAAAAAACWI/4XivbCnaP7A/s400/PA310210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427345058143437378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HNkc0Y8oI/AAAAAAAACWA/LW22Dpd2oew/s1600-h/PA310182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HNkc0Y8oI/AAAAAAAACWA/LW22Dpd2oew/s400/PA310182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427345052053074562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I can't find my size!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HNjbep3WI/AAAAAAAACVw/oYFb84Lrvio/s1600-h/PA310212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HNjbep3WI/AAAAAAAACVw/oYFb84Lrvio/s400/PA310212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427345034513603938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kebaya"&gt;kebaya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ12N5oMI/AAAAAAAACWg/cGfJHyc7yJE/s1600-h/PA310207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ12N5oMI/AAAAAAAACWg/cGfJHyc7yJE/s400/PA310207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427348649463619778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thirsty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to find the River Cruise ticket counter place, got lost but ended up walking at the backlane of the shophouses and were delighted with the view. Who thought Melaka looked like this? We felt like we were somewhere in venice lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT41rY2DI/AAAAAAAACXQ/RVHzwETd1uk/s1600-h/PA310191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT41rY2DI/AAAAAAAACXQ/RVHzwETd1uk/s400/PA310191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427351999393355826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melaka, the heritage city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ2xaOu8I/AAAAAAAACWw/N_itAgmEfUs/s1600-h/PA310199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ2xaOu8I/AAAAAAAACWw/N_itAgmEfUs/s400/PA310199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427348665353026498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;riverside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ2boshsI/AAAAAAAACWo/UODxPFK2qWw/s1600-h/PA310194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ2boshsI/AAAAAAAACWo/UODxPFK2qWw/s400/PA310194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427348659508119234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the row of little shops and cafes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ1bCGr6I/AAAAAAAACWY/HTMSVgDylrw/s1600-h/PA310200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ1bCGr6I/AAAAAAAACWY/HTMSVgDylrw/s400/PA310200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427348642166386594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;found this door, and loved it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ0y4Pa_I/AAAAAAAACWQ/9csCHOWJof8/s1600-h/PA310201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HQ0y4Pa_I/AAAAAAAACWQ/9csCHOWJof8/s400/PA310201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427348631387597810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tunggu sape tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT4cb8xkI/AAAAAAAACXI/_afTF2xN-J8/s1600-h/PA310229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT4cb8xkI/AAAAAAAACXI/_afTF2xN-J8/s400/PA310229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427351992617715266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt like singing "on the boardwalk, boardwalk" here. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT35wPKNI/AAAAAAAACXA/nXHLOVkKEMo/s1600-h/PA310224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT35wPKNI/AAAAAAAACXA/nXHLOVkKEMo/s400/PA310224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427351983307565266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We came across thsi fort.. maybe it is the Dutch fort? not too sure what it is called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT3VkMvYI/AAAAAAAACW4/z49N9LPy19g/s1600-h/PA310226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT3VkMvYI/AAAAAAAACW4/z49N9LPy19g/s400/PA310226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427351973593398658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and also this, the windmill? or something like it. hahaha i know i am not helping but this is just somewhere opposite the Stadhuys, you wont miss it for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got tired and can't stand the sun anymore, so we went to the hotel. We loved our room, too big for just the 2 of us. We spent the afternoon indoors, recharged and freshened up and we couldn't really go out anyway since it was raining outside. &lt;br /&gt;We are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT5eI3fCI/AAAAAAAACXY/IwhR2RWz7Uk/s1600-h/PA310236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HT5eI3fCI/AAAAAAAACXY/IwhR2RWz7Uk/s400/PA310236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427352010254416930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6pm, we were already ready for dinner, in Umbai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umbai is a little village famous for its "ikan bakar" or grilled fish. I think it is about 30 minutes from the Melaka town, heading to Muar. There are several spots in Umbai that has these "Medan Ikan Bakar" but the place we went to was "Medan Ikan Bakar Umbai - Pernu". More description about the food and the place, you can visit &lt;a href="http://www.friedchillies.com/index.php/site/detail/dmuara_ikan_bakar/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (i am too lazy to write. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYCYleQgI/AAAAAAAACXw/Nf94h3DEEUE/s1600-h/PA310249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYCYleQgI/AAAAAAAACXw/Nf94h3DEEUE/s400/PA310249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427356561429119490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grilled prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYB-X9BxI/AAAAAAAACXo/RtG3tZGn99c/s1600-h/PA310250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYB-X9BxI/AAAAAAAACXo/RtG3tZGn99c/s400/PA310250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427356554393093906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The famous grilled fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYBTxzjLI/AAAAAAAACXg/QkrKMFP23AY/s1600-h/PA310248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYBTxzjLI/AAAAAAAACXg/QkrKMFP23AY/s400/PA310248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427356542958800050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here in Umbai, nasi lemak is served to accompany your seafood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.amazingmelaka.com/2006/01/29/jonker-street-jalan-hang-jebat/"&gt;Jonker Street&lt;/a&gt;, but it was raining and not many stalls were opened. We were kind of disappointed as people say that you can get good bargains here, but what to do, so we decided to check out a new shopping mall in town, &lt;a href="http://www.dataranpahlawan.com/"&gt;Dataran Pahlawan&lt;/a&gt;. Since we were there not for shopping, we walked around for awhile then we decided to call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYClUmYHI/AAAAAAAACX4/Y0LlYCSGZxY/s1600-h/PA310260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYClUmYHI/AAAAAAAACX4/Y0LlYCSGZxY/s400/PA310260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427356564848009330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain at Jonker Street sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYDBrfFCI/AAAAAAAACYA/7C5BKK3H3vg/s1600-h/PA310264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HYDBrfFCI/AAAAAAAACYA/7C5BKK3H3vg/s400/PA310264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427356572460192802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was raining, but we managed to walk through till the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HY5gHDpbI/AAAAAAAACYI/nGGgP7_brqI/s1600-h/PA310273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HY5gHDpbI/AAAAAAAACYI/nGGgP7_brqI/s400/PA310273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427357508341835186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One for the album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HY6B5YmrI/AAAAAAAACYQ/e5DHiu84DOw/s1600-h/PA310274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HY6B5YmrI/AAAAAAAACYQ/e5DHiu84DOw/s400/PA310274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427357517411293874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a parade at the Dataran Pahlawan area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off the day early, checked out straight away to save time. We skipped breakfast at the hotel since Ain wanted to take me to this one stall famous for its kuihs (traditional cakes). We were quite disappointed because there weren't much choice, probably it was too early? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc7xhMS_I/AAAAAAAACY4/P_nijHguzYE/s1600-h/PB010278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc7xhMS_I/AAAAAAAACY4/P_nijHguzYE/s400/PB010278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427361945421106162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Common local kuihs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the A Famosa, The Melaka Sultanate Palace, passed through the Portuguese Settlement before we made another stop to Jonker Street, since we couldn't go there the night before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc7ZP36-I/AAAAAAAACYw/c0ob5P5TJ6E/s1600-h/PB010283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc7ZP36-I/AAAAAAAACYw/c0ob5P5TJ6E/s400/PB010283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427361938906016738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Famosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc7HO24yI/AAAAAAAACYo/oLWgxx3MGYc/s1600-h/PB010286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc7HO24yI/AAAAAAAACYo/oLWgxx3MGYc/s400/PB010286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427361934069916450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc6sk0pvI/AAAAAAAACYg/ZiLzk2z7vkU/s1600-h/PB010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc6sk0pvI/AAAAAAAACYg/ZiLzk2z7vkU/s400/PB010295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427361926914287346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Malay Sultanate Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc6GhT1PI/AAAAAAAACYY/rF8xkDv7bAo/s1600-h/PB010307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hc6GhT1PI/AAAAAAAACYY/rF8xkDv7bAo/s400/PB010307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427361916699006194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside the palace, there were lots of paintings, mannequins adorned with complete traditional costume (which freaked us out.. cuz they looked so real), we were actually quite scared in there, hahahaha we both gets scared easily and there were not much people inside anyway, so it gets pretty creepy ok? So if you easily scared like us, go in numbers, but you must go to this place as the place is worth the visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HfAIzXz_I/AAAAAAAACZg/iNZ00UBQnSM/s1600-h/PB010308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HfAIzXz_I/AAAAAAAACZg/iNZ00UBQnSM/s400/PB010308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427364219414106098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the wooden walls, very traditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He_l_PsaI/AAAAAAAACZY/bFBuKUWoSAQ/s1600-h/PB010326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He_l_PsaI/AAAAAAAACZY/bFBuKUWoSAQ/s400/PB010326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427364210068664738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He_d3YFZI/AAAAAAAACZQ/pDnohb5utRQ/s1600-h/PB010343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He_d3YFZI/AAAAAAAACZQ/pDnohb5utRQ/s400/PB010343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427364207888176530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Portuguese Settlement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These places are rich with history. I love the natural colour of the bricks at A Famosa. We fell in love with the beautiful replica of the old Malay palace. Everyone should go there, the place is very well maintained and I wished that there are more to see there. Going to Portuguese village was enlighting, to know that there are still people there, where the roots go way back to the old days. Oh there are also more museums around Melaka which we didn't get to go so please &lt;a href="http://www.perzim.gov.my/index_BI.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, I fell in love with Jonker Street. I love the authenticity of the place, with those uniques shops and boutiques. I never been anywhere like it here in Malaysia, but then again, I never been to this kind of trip before. Usually I didn't really have the time to explore the places, usually if I went for holiday it was quick and always rushing. I like this one, we took time walking, it was nothing really, just endless walking, but I was glad that we walked around the place. Actually we didn't know we were going, we just walked through the streets. We even had a chance to taste the famous Portuguese Egg Tarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He-y571lI/AAAAAAAACZI/fcbU5VvzwAY/s1600-h/PB010350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He-y571lI/AAAAAAAACZI/fcbU5VvzwAY/s400/PB010350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427364196356183634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Jonker Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He-cxrpvI/AAAAAAAACZA/AAbZIoRqFsY/s1600-h/PB010353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1He-cxrpvI/AAAAAAAACZA/AAbZIoRqFsY/s400/PB010353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427364190415988466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of antiques, they got pretty old stuff there, like a bronze iron which i used to see in my late grand uncle house, which is pretty cool (who have to put in fire up coal to heat them up) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhWpLJSsI/AAAAAAAACaI/Drzn4O7gOg8/s1600-h/PB010363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhWpLJSsI/AAAAAAAACaI/Drzn4O7gOg8/s400/PB010363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427366805084129986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty decoration in front of one of the rest houses/boutique hotels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhVys5mrI/AAAAAAAACaA/0V4Ak0amcO4/s1600-h/PB010373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhVys5mrI/AAAAAAAACaA/0V4Ak0amcO4/s400/PB010373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427366790461758130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many crafts stores there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhVrB3lMI/AAAAAAAACZ4/VH6wcD7korA/s1600-h/PB010371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhVrB3lMI/AAAAAAAACZ4/VH6wcD7korA/s400/PB010371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427366788402222274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A clogs shop. Look at those pretty coloured clogs behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhVHjGpGI/AAAAAAAACZw/2KNxKlBOquE/s1600-h/PB010380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhVHjGpGI/AAAAAAAACZw/2KNxKlBOquE/s400/PB010380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427366778877944930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At a really nice interior design boutique, i think it is called Puri Padi. Pretty awesome stuff inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhUjl0dPI/AAAAAAAACZo/4CGvx3R7VqA/s1600-h/PB010381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HhUjl0dPI/AAAAAAAACZo/4CGvx3R7VqA/s400/PB010381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427366769225659634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we love the door!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hjxv48l0I/AAAAAAAACaw/PZuJ55yUcHw/s1600-h/PB010386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hjxv48l0I/AAAAAAAACaw/PZuJ55yUcHw/s400/PB010386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427369469766571842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehe one of the antique shops there. Notice that the statues are "chained" erks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HjxCGQXaI/AAAAAAAACao/FPQX8wjk0ak/s1600-h/PB010388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HjxCGQXaI/AAAAAAAACao/FPQX8wjk0ak/s400/PB010388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427369457474362786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orang utan house - selling paintings and tshirts with messages.. love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hjwpub-YI/AAAAAAAACag/0s39Uc0d154/s1600-h/PB010389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hjwpub-YI/AAAAAAAACag/0s39Uc0d154/s400/PB010389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427369450932009346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Founf this at random, i think it was a tattoo shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HjwM0a-cI/AAAAAAAACaY/OO6o2fCRsUw/s1600-h/PB010391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HjwM0a-cI/AAAAAAAACaY/OO6o2fCRsUw/s400/PB010391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427369443172481474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful mosque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HjvpfGcqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/sGo7AjDuadU/s1600-h/PB010394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HjvpfGcqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/sGo7AjDuadU/s400/PB010394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427369433687814818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlT6kcorI/AAAAAAAACbY/LLvNtspEOuI/s1600-h/PB010397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlT6kcorI/AAAAAAAACbY/LLvNtspEOuI/s400/PB010397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371156260561586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the mosques in Melaka looks like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we finished of our trip with lunch at this one famous restaurant for its "Asam Pedas" (a local delicacy here - a soupy like dish, with broth made of chilli and tamarind juice and usually we use fish, chicken or beef) and Cendol (a dessert made of shaved ice, melted palm sugar, coconut milk with little green jelly strings) at Ain's favourite place during her childhood and also a quick trip to buy some local products (shrimp paste, snacks, etc) for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HnX4200NI/AAAAAAAACbw/TyqYWjE3goc/s1600-h/PB010405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HnX4200NI/AAAAAAAACbw/TyqYWjE3goc/s400/PB010405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427373423543505106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The restaurant. It is around the Mahkota Parade area, opposite Menara Taming Sari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlTixG4DI/AAAAAAAACbQ/lJi_aqS67uM/s1600-h/PB010401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlTixG4DI/AAAAAAAACbQ/lJi_aqS67uM/s400/PB010401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371149871210546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our lunch, Asam Pedas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlTINsC0I/AAAAAAAACbI/MDEV4Nny3IQ/s1600-h/PB010402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlTINsC0I/AAAAAAAACbI/MDEV4Nny3IQ/s400/PB010402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371142743329602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty common household spread at meal time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlSiTVy8I/AAAAAAAACbA/JMA_zE9ObIM/s1600-h/PB010411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlSiTVy8I/AAAAAAAACbA/JMA_zE9ObIM/s400/PB010411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371132566490050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cendol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlSF3VB6I/AAAAAAAACa4/ZRhLKMerL_0/s1600-h/PB010412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HlSF3VB6I/AAAAAAAACa4/ZRhLKMerL_0/s400/PB010412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371124932806562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hm4IjO5OI/AAAAAAAACbo/UZbqSk1Q76I/s1600-h/PB010423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hm4IjO5OI/AAAAAAAACbo/UZbqSk1Q76I/s400/PB010423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372878000481506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Local products, showing off shrimp paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hm3zqIDtI/AAAAAAAACbg/fK7BcyUM5O4/s1600-h/PB010434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1Hm3zqIDtI/AAAAAAAACbg/fK7BcyUM5O4/s400/PB010434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372872392249042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple, quick trip but a memorable one, I love every single minute of it. We walked and walked and walked. This trip changed my perception towards holidays. I love this trip because it seems like I got to know the places, than just passing through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* this is one of the longest post (with the pictures) i ever done, hehe sorry as I wanted to cram all in one post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next part, stay tuned :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7459905098263500369?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7459905098263500369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-miss-to-missus-part-1-melaka-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7459905098263500369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7459905098263500369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-miss-to-missus-part-1-melaka-trip.html' title='From Miss to Missus Part 1 : Melaka Trip'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1HFXz-4BhI/AAAAAAAACUg/tIzvh9QHjPE/s72-c/PA310114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-14006316756211023</id><published>2010-01-15T11:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:14:04.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Mraz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0_gdgJEt-I/AAAAAAAACUQ/0RzlKoVrRSM/s1600-h/ballons1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0_gdgJEt-I/AAAAAAAACUQ/0RzlKoVrRSM/s400/ballons1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426802873453557730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that it's getting harder for me to wake up in the morning. I woke up sometimes before my alarm went off, then I checked my phone, woke up went to the toilet and prayers and then I go back to sleep like that day is an off day. Sometimes I woke up by the alarm, got up do the necessary then go back under the covers. Then I woke up again, late, way above my usual waking time. Usually I am already on my way to work at the time I woke up now. Like today, I was super late. I woke up at somewhere around 7:40 am. I quickly took a shower and as I was getting ready, I saw my nephew Imran by the staircase looking at me, then he quickyly turned back. I called out for him "Imran, is there anything?". He turned as said "Nothing". I asked again, "come on tell me".. he said "nothinggg" then he went down the stairs, and called to my mom "dadima... bobo dah bangun dah" - telling my mom that I had woke up. HAHAHAHAHAH. Ahh it turned out that my mom asked him to check me up. Even Mama is worried. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I dont know. I am getting lazier these days. I think maybe because I haven't been exercising for quite some time. I've been putting off going to work outs.. I don't know why. I should get back on it soon. I'm trying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night, I was reminiscing Jason Mraz because I realised that it has been NEARLY a year since his concert here. I saw his ticket stub on my work desk yesterday and suddenly thougth about the concert. Definitely one of the best concert I had been to so far. There was no gimmicks, there was no special effect, just a man with talent. Damn he was good. It seems like it was just &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/03/jason-mraz-im-definitely-yours.html"&gt;yesterday&lt;/a&gt;. Really wishing he'll come back here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been playing on repeat on my nano since yesterday. Sort of floats me around with the music and lyrics. Definitely suited my mood today. For Jason Mraz fan, I know you know this beautiful song. For those who are not familiar, check it out, you might like it. It is such a beautiful song. At least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ A Beautiful Mess ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the best of both worlds&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,&lt;br /&gt;And lift him back up again&lt;br /&gt;You are strong but you're needy,&lt;br /&gt;Humble but you're greedy&lt;br /&gt;Based on your body language,&lt;br /&gt;your shoddy cursive I've been reading&lt;br /&gt;You're style is quite selective,&lt;br /&gt;though your mind is rather reckless&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it just suggests&lt;br /&gt;that this is just what happiness is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what a beautiful mess this is&lt;br /&gt;It's like picking up trash in dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into knives&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here we are, here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you were biased I love your advice&lt;br /&gt;Your comebacks they're quick&lt;br /&gt;And probably have to do with your insecurities&lt;br /&gt;There's no shame in being crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Depending on how you take these&lt;br /&gt;Words that paraphrasing this relationship we're staging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a beautiful mess, yes it is&lt;br /&gt;It's like, we are picking up trash in dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into blades&lt;br /&gt;And the kind and courteous is a life I've heard&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;Cause here, here we are, Here we are&lt;br /&gt;Here we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note* i read somewhere in the net that somebody said that Jason said this in a blog about this song - "A Beautiful Mess - How someone’s mess is as important to admire as their beauty. Therefore, see that they have the best in both worlds". Don't you just love him? ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-14006316756211023?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/14006316756211023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/beautiful-mess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/14006316756211023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/14006316756211023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/beautiful-mess.html' title='A Beautiful Mess'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0_gdgJEt-I/AAAAAAAACUQ/0RzlKoVrRSM/s72-c/ballons1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8391101988329060981</id><published>2010-01-12T23:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:30:44.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Kitsch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Night Lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Riggins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Riggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0yU3UiDARI/AAAAAAAACUI/d7fnrhitz7M/s1600-h/Tim-Riggins-friday-night-lights-561367_1124_1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0yU3UiDARI/AAAAAAAACUI/d7fnrhitz7M/s400/Tim-Riggins-friday-night-lights-561367_1124_1500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425875329199833362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home today greeted by a pretty devastating news from Hani. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Kitsch is leaving Friday Night Lights for the next season, &lt;a href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2010/01/11/taylor-kitsch-friday-night-lights/"&gt;Just Jared &lt;/a&gt;said so. Double :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, that is not entirely true, though, he will still be in the show, but not as the regular cast member, but he will appear in a few episodes. Read &lt;a href="http://taylorkitsch.net/News/Taylor-News/Taylor-to-Leave-FNL--2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the show, but I think the show is also not gaining popularity now. I love the "real" theme of the show, depicting the ordinary people in the real America. I love the spirit, I love the cast. Now, most of the original cast already left the show, and Taylor Kitsch will join suit. Yeah I know he got bigger things to do, but I will always remember him as my no 33, Tim Riggins. But I think I'll continue to follow FNL, as long as Coach Taylor &amp; family are still there. heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enjoy him while he last. Surely looking forward for his movies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sulk, for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8391101988329060981?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8391101988329060981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-riggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8391101988329060981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8391101988329060981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-riggs.html' title='Goodbye Riggs'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0yU3UiDARI/AAAAAAAACUI/d7fnrhitz7M/s72-c/Tim-Riggins-friday-night-lights-561367_1124_1500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-945887857097228400</id><published>2010-01-11T20:48:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:26:29.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>32 Candles</title><content type='html'>You know why I love December right? Yeahhh.. because of the xmas season and of couse my birthday!! HEHEHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days like birthday, I feel blessed and lucky that I have so many people in my life, that really care about me and love me. During days like birthdays, you know that you mean something to other people, and they really appreciate you being in their life, that they want to celebrate you on your birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love birthdays. I love my birthdays, I love other people birthdays. It is such joyful day, to have live the life God gave us, to experience this world.. and to always cherish and thankful to God, for keeping our time here a little bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on 11th December 2009, I turned 32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the celebration started a little bit early, a couple of hours before midnite because the nephews and my sis in law were too sleepy already.. heheheh I was as usual, facebooking and chatting when I heard hush voices outside the room and candle glow behind the curtain at the door. hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who came.. my darling nephews!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slq5eqw4I/AAAAAAAACRg/1QEivLPv4LI/s1600-h/IMG_2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slq5eqw4I/AAAAAAAACRg/1QEivLPv4LI/s400/IMG_2764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471595012080514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh pretend you didn't see me ok? But toooo happy with the suprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slqdcEXJI/AAAAAAAACRY/MB3sgc8UuMg/s1600-h/IMG_2768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slqdcEXJI/AAAAAAAACRY/MB3sgc8UuMg/s400/IMG_2768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471587484982418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is not my room, ok?? It's Dik's room. My room is pretty, not like his, his stinks. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slp84UeMI/AAAAAAAACRQ/s3aAkOZLFIk/s1600-h/IMG_2773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slp84UeMI/AAAAAAAACRQ/s3aAkOZLFIk/s400/IMG_2773.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471578745108674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome gift from kak Tine, which I haven't redeem yet.. hopefully in March/April insyaAllah. Probably the "Upper Crust Breads and Soup" Class. anyone wants to join me?? Check out the website &lt;a href="http://www.bayanindah.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slpdVDrWI/AAAAAAAACRI/8sMXRMtMagg/s1600-h/IMG_2776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slpdVDrWI/AAAAAAAACRI/8sMXRMtMagg/s400/IMG_2776.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471570275708258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look who finished all the cakes? LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sm13XdOBI/AAAAAAAACRo/upisjmOodVk/s1600-h/IMG_2783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sm13XdOBI/AAAAAAAACRo/upisjmOodVk/s400/IMG_2783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425472882935150610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Irsyad too!!!! cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this greeted me at work that morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sgx9OQ_BI/AAAAAAAACQY/_Lg8KGz_OGA/s1600-h/DSC03617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sgx9OQ_BI/AAAAAAAACQY/_Lg8KGz_OGA/s400/DSC03617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425466218717969426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehehehehe.. really yummy cakes from my roomies at work, my chums G, Lyn and Kak N. What a better way to start the day with something sweet, right?&lt;br /&gt;And gifts too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1G90ypN_kI/AAAAAAAACUY/5DiuA4q8bVE/s1600-h/DSC03619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1G90ypN_kI/AAAAAAAACUY/5DiuA4q8bVE/s400/DSC03619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427327740603661890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gifts from darling friends - Bear from G, Glasses from Ira &amp; lovely Accesorize (my fave brand at the mo') from Syida. LOVE THEM ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had dinner with the Ain &amp; Gang, and the theme was POLKA DOT! How cool was that? We had dinner at Carlos Mexicana, Pavilion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siQpy9E4I/AAAAAAAACQg/79bNiUwphkU/s1600-h/PC110100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siQpy9E4I/AAAAAAAACQg/79bNiUwphkU/s400/PC110100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425467845590717314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My super duper cuteyyyyy cake.. shared by Cazul, who also born in December. *updated 15/1/2010 - just found out that the cake was ordered from &lt;a href="http://mysugarcreations.blogspot.com/2009/12/funky-bday-cake-for-ms-j-cazul.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siRcYaOoI/AAAAAAAACQw/xGmJLV8n1O0/s1600-h/IMG_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siRcYaOoI/AAAAAAAACQw/xGmJLV8n1O0/s400/IMG_3174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425467859169589890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp; Cazul. Look at me, hyper happy. lol. Btw, I wore polka dot scarf! hahaha they said i cheated.. welllll.. nobody said that it has to be a top  right?? Ok what.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siRLa30wI/AAAAAAAACQo/4weO6t9BAwo/s1600-h/11239_1271542742661_1052642044_854544_7002375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siRLa30wI/AAAAAAAACQo/4weO6t9BAwo/s400/11239_1271542742661_1052642044_854544_7002375_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425467854616515330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siR_l7YmI/AAAAAAAACRA/mtyA7fo8jJg/s1600-h/PC110006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siR_l7YmI/AAAAAAAACRA/mtyA7fo8jJg/s400/PC110006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425467868621529698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A must! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siRvkV8AI/AAAAAAAACQ4/eVPrFthQSWU/s1600-h/11239_1271394698960_1052642044_854187_4673317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0siRvkV8AI/AAAAAAAACQ4/eVPrFthQSWU/s400/11239_1271394698960_1052642044_854187_4673317_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425467864319913986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I had a simple lunch with my family - Papa, mama, Yong, Upiq, Faiq, Aira, Dik &amp; Jemi at Cozy Corner, Ampang Park. I thought it was just normal lunch, until I saw a waiter (spoiler) came on to bring a cake. lol. I was like er... was that for me? Hahaha. kantoi. Thank you belanja Upiq.. i lebiu.. heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0spbl9qPsI/AAAAAAAACSg/7sSXdCbIuOQ/s1600-h/IMG_2965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0spbl9qPsI/AAAAAAAACSg/7sSXdCbIuOQ/s400/IMG_2965.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425475730121834178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dik's only pic taken that day. hahahah kesiannnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0spbIGVrgI/AAAAAAAACSY/IP198x4QMUY/s1600-h/IMG_2980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0spbIGVrgI/AAAAAAAACSY/IP198x4QMUY/s400/IMG_2980.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425475722105171458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0soq_od8XI/AAAAAAAACSQ/QquWjakiXRs/s1600-h/IMG_2966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0soq_od8XI/AAAAAAAACSQ/QquWjakiXRs/s400/IMG_2966.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425474895198679410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cuz Jemi.. nak berkenalan? Please send application to me. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0soqleY7TI/AAAAAAAACSI/mn_vBQg4FfA/s1600-h/IMG_2985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0soqleY7TI/AAAAAAAACSI/mn_vBQg4FfA/s400/IMG_2985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425474888177085746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mama always wear her bedak like this.. like tepung gomak...kihkih i love you ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0soqNj5dMI/AAAAAAAACSA/LpOv99FR84Q/s1600-h/IMG_2982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0soqNj5dMI/AAAAAAAACSA/LpOv99FR84Q/s400/IMG_2982.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425474881757738178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's girl heheeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sopjMkfNI/AAAAAAAACR4/cuRQONmHsqM/s1600-h/IMG_2967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sopjMkfNI/AAAAAAAACR4/cuRQONmHsqM/s400/IMG_2967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425474870385605842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upiq Yong &amp; kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sopAY0zVI/AAAAAAAACRw/7MELOvcmlmY/s1600-h/IMG_3002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sopAY0zVI/AAAAAAAACRw/7MELOvcmlmY/s400/IMG_3002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425474861041765714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me &amp; Aira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... few days later.. the Chill Squad session... something different this time, we had dinner at Hj Shahrin Low Restaurant in Bukit Antarabangsa, a chinese muslim seafood restaurant. The restaurant was still new, so the place was practically empty when we came. I told my cousins and bro, I was so touched that you booked the whole restaurant all for me!! HAHAHAHAHAHAA. kidding ok! anyway, the food was nice, I had Roasted Duck for the first time (the ownver said that they have to pump up the duck before roasting, to ensure crispiness of the skin aaaahh). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stL8d3egI/AAAAAAAACSw/5GPvtZSbMRc/s1600-h/22752_1237078641459_1064030821_30675263_7917609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stL8d3egI/AAAAAAAACSw/5GPvtZSbMRc/s400/22752_1237078641459_1064030821_30675263_7917609_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425479859331103234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sengal brother with the bowl for the butter prawn, bowl made out of vermicilli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stLWz_AhI/AAAAAAAACSo/uNbSiHGZAxI/s1600-h/22752_1237078481455_1064030821_30675259_7048948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stLWz_AhI/AAAAAAAACSo/uNbSiHGZAxI/s400/22752_1237078481455_1064030821_30675259_7048948_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425479849223324178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silliness!!! me like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continue to Old Town Kopitiam Ampang for drinks and my cousins asked me to open up my gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stMPqqm2I/AAAAAAAACS4/ONDvNw1v5ws/s1600-h/10939_1233067221176_1064030821_30666567_5386600_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stMPqqm2I/AAAAAAAACS4/ONDvNw1v5ws/s400/10939_1233067221176_1064030821_30666567_5386600_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425479864485059426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stMQCHXYI/AAAAAAAACTA/w0jsISdscvQ/s1600-h/22752_1237078841464_1064030821_30675267_1601999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stMQCHXYI/AAAAAAAACTA/w0jsISdscvQ/s400/22752_1237078841464_1064030821_30675267_1601999_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425479864583413122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousins and I.. just so you know, that camera is not part of the gift. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stMuH7lSI/AAAAAAAACTI/hImtn9Ci_a0/s1600-h/10939_1233069221226_1064030821_30666578_327321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0stMuH7lSI/AAAAAAAACTI/hImtn9Ci_a0/s400/10939_1233069221226_1064030821_30666578_327321_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425479872660870434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wowwww very pro looking mehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnnnn came the office celebration... in my department, there are 4 people that were born in December - myself, Pootz, Shaf &amp; Kak N. Look at our cake!!! sponsored by our boss, ok? Erm. hehehe. Since it was the festive season, we all love the xmas deco, so, look at our cake, special ordered!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sv0hb_PkI/AAAAAAAACTY/t4ECvxi1E94/s1600-h/DSCN2673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sv0hb_PkI/AAAAAAAACTY/t4ECvxi1E94/s400/DSCN2673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425482755473358402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cool is that??? Nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sv0BU0HfI/AAAAAAAACTQ/U1NitbkmKi0/s1600-h/22463_104659976220544_100000296269832_113064_7967906_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sv0BU0HfI/AAAAAAAACTQ/U1NitbkmKi0/s400/22463_104659976220544_100000296269832_113064_7967906_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425482746853334514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0swRJUV00I/AAAAAAAACTg/nBmjxFVAFqQ/s1600-h/DSCN2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0swRJUV00I/AAAAAAAACTg/nBmjxFVAFqQ/s400/DSCN2644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425483247215039298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the red part under my nose. Yeah.. I had cold about a week before the redness appeared and then it looked like some kind of infection. I went to see the doc, and he said that it was "herpes simplex" something about related to  chicken pox/shingles family. I had this before once wayy back in 2004.. then i had another one in 2008. The doc said that it is triggered by stress. Note that again, TRIGGERED BY &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;. It doesnt look nice, it hurts and made my nose looks like rudolph for the most part of my birthday month! ugh! and in this pic, it is already recovering.. it was much much worst before. oh and btw, so that you know, I am not pregnant, and that is not a maternity top ok! Ms Read some moreee.. It's the fashion and It happened to be one of my fave top. Thank you. :P AND on the right, yeah thats my boss :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sxF6CQrNI/AAAAAAAACTo/hVk2ySg4vnY/s1600-h/DSCN2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sxF6CQrNI/AAAAAAAACTo/hVk2ySg4vnY/s400/DSCN2686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425484153645739218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look! Even my gift from the department is Xmas related. cute eh? love the bowl. Using it all the time! Thanks ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, party with my girlies, on new year's day. We went to karaoke at Red Box Plus, Pavilion, and tea at Dome. I had fun, and it was nice to celebrate the new year, with my best friends. thanks girls!! Love ya'll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sx7upv2tI/AAAAAAAACT4/Vx0ctJA5mGI/s1600-h/20136_232253756505_545416505_3151196_973822_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sx7upv2tI/AAAAAAAACT4/Vx0ctJA5mGI/s400/20136_232253756505_545416505_3151196_973822_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425485078303070930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my gifts. See the redness is still there. And why do I look yellow in this pic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sx7WqzoyI/AAAAAAAACTw/RMP524EsG8w/s1600-h/20136_232253606505_545416505_3151177_5526970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sx7WqzoyI/AAAAAAAACTw/RMP524EsG8w/s400/20136_232253606505_545416505_3151177_5526970_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425485071865062178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic.. fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I guess my birthday celebration ends with a slumber party with my dear old friends, my roomies during college, at Hani's very nice apartment. We had fun catching up, felt like the old days.. we should do this more often girls. We also celebrated Hani's belated birthday (her bday was in November) and I baked us carrot cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sx77A4rdI/AAAAAAAACUA/YB0NO884Flg/s1600-h/DSC03652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0sx77A4rdI/AAAAAAAACUA/YB0NO884Flg/s400/DSC03652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425485081621343698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was my birthday for 2009. I thank all of you, love you all for taking your time and effort celebrating me. And those of you who wishes me by calling, facebook, sms in any form of communication available these days, I love you too. The best gift for my birthday forever and always, is all of you, by having u all in my life. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED 12/1/2010: new development, hehehe Tuya said my birthday doesn't end yet.. I still have one day out with her.. YEAY! Looking forward to it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-945887857097228400?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/945887857097228400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/32-candles.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/945887857097228400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/945887857097228400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/32-candles.html' title='32 Candles'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0slq5eqw4I/AAAAAAAACRg/1QEivLPv4LI/s72-c/IMG_2764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6056724278648744118</id><published>2010-01-11T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:58:24.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>RIP, Cat</title><content type='html'>I never like cats. I am not a cat person and heck, I am not even an animal person. I don't like pets and I don't ever think that I want one. Although several times in my lifetime, my family had rabbits as pets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I acknowledge sometimes that they are cute and fluffy and all but, I am the-look-only-no-touch type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I think I had a cat. And it died. erk. I don't even know if it was male or female. I didn't name it, I just called it "cat". Fyi, it was white, while black spot at the end of its tail, I think. And it was kinda cute, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't like it was my pet. It is just that I've been sort of feeding the cat for the past couple of months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it when it was small, at the side of my house with the mother. Well, not "I" but my nephews and my bro. My bro lahhh started feeding him at first,  he sort of wanted it to adopt it as pet. He once scare the cat off, so the cat kinda scared of him.. everytime he came near, the cat will ran off. The mother is friendlier though. So anyway, you know people say, once you start feeding the cat, they sort of stick with you? That was what happened. We just cant get rid of them. ANDDDDDDDDDDD they irritates the hell out of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like cats. I don't like their meowing for food. I cook at the wet kitchen outside so whenever I went out to cook or doing the laundry or doing anything at the kitchen, they will start meowing. I swear I felt like kicking them away. I am not kidding. lol. but i am not cruel either. So, i ended up giving them food. I just can't stand seeing them meowing like that. I pity them. I have a very soft heart, like you don't know. hahahaah.Well after all, they are God's creatures as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even bought cat food ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahaah because sometimes I can't find food in the house to feed them. It became my habit after every meal, to keep the leftovers, so I can give them to the cats. So to make my life easier I bought cat food. I never thought I'll be a cat caretaker, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to ya know, relocate them to another place. But it was so hard to catch them. I CANNOT TOUCH THEM! seriously I can give them food but not touch. eeeee. One day, we (myself, my brother Dik and my nephews imran adam) set off Project Relocate. The idea was to give them food and lure them into the cage. But whenever my brother was at the cage, the cats didn't come. But if it was me, they will happily come at me. I remember the mother came close to my feet and I already got goosebumps. My brother told me to pick it up and put it in the cage.. but I just can't do it. I stroked it a few times but I just cant hold it. So I abandoned the project. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, without my knowledge, my brother managed to catch the mother and relocate it at a mamak's restaurant about few kilometres away from home. I was pretty angry that he separated the mother and the kitten. I even smsed him that. hahahaha. I saw the kitten sitting alone and I think it was cold, so it started encroaching the kitchen area. Sometimes I saw it curled up on floor towels, and once I saw it sleep on the rack admist the papers and some paperbags. My maternal instinct kicked in, and I thought ok for the time being, I'll take care of it. The cat is still nervous around people but not me. Then came this one point of time when I thought, oh well, I guess I am meant to take care of this little cat. Maybe if I try open up, I may be able to have it as pet. who knows right? Maybe I'll end up being an old lady with a cat. I tried, hard to touch it, but he usually turn away. Maybe he knows that I didn't really want him. He only came to me when he wants food. I hate being taken for granted. HAHAHA. But at least, he felt safe with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my days. Some days I am quite loveable, paying extra attention to it, without touching. But there were days when i seriously feel like flushing it down the toilet, if i managed to catch it. There were times when I was doing laundry, when I went back and forth from the house to the laundry line and the cat keep following me at my feet (geli ok!) and it was staring at my feet like they were food. Seriously. I saw something evil in its eyes. It freaked me out ok!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it annoyed the hell out of me because I have to find them food when I haven't even cook food for the humans in the house. There was this one day, I think it was the last time I gave it food.. I gave it chicken feet. I was having a long day, I was cleaning the chicken for dinner. Cat came meowing at me. I didn't have anything to give him. I didn't want to give him the chicken meat so I ended up giving it the chicken feet. Now, I felt sick in my tummy. HAHHAA. You know how tough chicken feet are if they are not cooked yet. I saw it tried to bite the feet but failed and it looked at me. I took them back later, and chopped it into small pieces, but still the cat can't eat it. So I think about 2 hours later, once all my human food were cook, I took some rice and mix it with dried anchovies and gave it to the cat. Haha and I picked up the chicken feet and threw it into the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, 2 weekends ago we found it dead after we had this foul smell around the house. No wonder I haven't seen it around. My dad and my nephews found it, dead for sometime judging by the smell and the look of maggots on it. My older brother Lachik was the one tasked to remove and buried it. He said it was squishy. Yucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite sad. I wish I know the cause of death. I hope it was not because of the chicken feet. I know the cat &amp; I wasn't that close but I didn't want it dead. All I want was somebody else take care of it. I wanted iy to have a good home, where people can love it like it deserved.  At first I thought I took care of it just for temporary before we relocate it, but well, its time with me in fact was just temporary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cat, RIP. I am sorry for the days when I chased you off with the penyapu lidi. I am so very sorry for the chicken feet incident. I am sorry that we took your mom away from you. To cat's mom, I am sorry that your baby is dead. I hope Cat is happy in cat's heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6056724278648744118?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6056724278648744118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/rip-cat.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6056724278648744118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6056724278648744118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/rip-cat.html' title='RIP, Cat'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2680150114970037385</id><published>2010-01-10T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:51:27.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Meeting Shasha</title><content type='html'>Finally I got to meet my online friend, Shasha, after knowing her, about 3 years? more or less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of our mutual love for Avatar. hehehehe. Both of us have seen Avatar, normal one, but of course both us HAVE to see the 3D version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We known each other waaayyy back during my obsession with Wentworth Miller. Remember Michael Scofiled? Remember how i was absolutely bonkers about him? lol. Yeah... Shasha was my partner in crime. lol. Poor Went, don't know what's going on with him anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I had a fun time meeting Shasha.. such a bubbly person. Meeting Shasha is my second time meeting a friend I met online. I am glad that the internet brought us all together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Shasha, it was nice to see you and looking forward for our next movie outing! And how can i forget, Yana too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0najLDH0_I/AAAAAAAACPw/lZc_6Eji3gw/s1600-h/DSC03657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0najLDH0_I/AAAAAAAACPw/lZc_6Eji3gw/s400/DSC03657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425107523940635634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeay!! Finally we meet! hhehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0naifuUtfI/AAAAAAAACPo/umadiJetQLo/s1600-h/DSC03658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0naifuUtfI/AAAAAAAACPo/umadiJetQLo/s400/DSC03658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425107512310674930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this pic although there is only half of me hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0nah6wJFJI/AAAAAAAACPg/xkqO7CqSwzM/s1600-h/DSC03659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0nah6wJFJI/AAAAAAAACPg/xkqO7CqSwzM/s400/DSC03659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425107502386189458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Yana at the back.. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2680150114970037385?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2680150114970037385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/meeting-shasha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2680150114970037385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2680150114970037385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/meeting-shasha.html' title='Meeting Shasha'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0najLDH0_I/AAAAAAAACPw/lZc_6Eji3gw/s72-c/DSC03657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4281993923225750295</id><published>2010-01-10T19:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:47:40.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jake Sully'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avatar'/><title type='text'>Oel Ngati Kameie, Jake</title><content type='html'>That's "I See You" in Na'vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen &lt;a href="http://www.avatarmovie.com/"&gt;Avatar&lt;/a&gt;? Well, I don't know about you, but for movie fans, I think it is one of 2009's must see movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a review of the movie, this is just a post dedicated to Jake Sully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him, seriously. For those of you haven't seen Avatar yet, Jake Sully is the main character, played by the oh so yummy &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0941777/"&gt;Sam Worthington&lt;/a&gt;. You might recognise him if you have seen Terminator Salvation. Jake Sully has 2 versions - one Human Jake Sully and one the Avatar Jake Sully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok ok so now, I fell bad for Jake Sully. Seriously. I don't know why, man, I just did. I like his human form and the blue alien form. See, I see pass the looks. I just came back from my second time watching Avatar, but in 3D. I have seen it couple of weeks ago but the normal version, and of course I have to see it in 3D right? heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok i know I always fell for fictional characters and they are not real. So? hahaha. they are just the visual version of the man of my dreams. oh yuck that sounded not right. hahah. One thing in common for these guys I fell for is their "protectiveness". They usually started of as ordinary guys, the underdog, the reluctant hero, they don't really want to be the leader but when the world needs them, they will rise above and do what they have to do. They fight for what they believe in. Serious la wei. hahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, for info, in the movie, the Na'vi people says "Oel Ngati Kameie" or "I See You" to mean not just see, see literally but it is actually meant that you see in the soul, in the heart, in the core of your existence (ok i am exaggerating) of the person, beyond the surface, the physical.. it is inside of you.  It may also mean I love you i guess (this is what I understand from the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even like the Na'vi version of Jake Sully. Can I say that I think he is hot and sexy. There is something about those big yellow eyes, that grin of his and that graceful sway of his hips. kihkih &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH ok i think I have enough crap to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeeee..I like him laaaa why can't find these guys in real life??? Ok I might run away if I meet blue coloured man, that would be weird but.. ya know what I mean.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, to those guys, come out, if you see me, then I'll see you too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0nFwtcn-hI/AAAAAAAACPY/WXBCTFm5wu0/s1600-h/jake+sully+and+his+avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0nFwtcn-hI/AAAAAAAACPY/WXBCTFm5wu0/s400/jake+sully+and+his+avatar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425084666768521746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Jake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4281993923225750295?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4281993923225750295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/oel-ngati-kameie-jake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4281993923225750295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4281993923225750295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/oel-ngati-kameie-jake.html' title='Oel Ngati Kameie, Jake'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0nFwtcn-hI/AAAAAAAACPY/WXBCTFm5wu0/s72-c/jake+sully+and+his+avatar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8649380738999065533</id><published>2010-01-09T23:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:41:55.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Fresh Look</title><content type='html'>What a better way to start the new year with a fresh look, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do you like my new header and background? I made the header myself, using the tools in &lt;a href="http://www.scrapblog.com/"&gt;Scrapblog&lt;/a&gt;. My previous was made by my lovely friend &lt;a href="http://astoryofamalaygirl.blogspot.com"&gt;Mas Slattery&lt;/a&gt; but this time around she is toooooo lazy to do it, I have to do it myself. :P.... for a first timer, i think I did pretty good (also i cheated and use the quickmix too... oh well anything to make things easy right?). kihkih.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I had a pretty relaxing Saturday. Morning i went to work, went straight home (but stopped to buy the delicious Rojak Ayam at Restoran Beringin, Jalan Katib Koyan, Kampung Baru - in front of Bank Pembangunan). Then spend the afternoon catching up with my brother Upiq and the kids.. I was thinking to get my hair treatment but too lazy..so I decided to go for a massage. I desperately needed a massage, as my body was kinda aching for the past week, so I hopped on Upiq's CRV ( to test drive, my first time driving it heheh) with Kak Tine and went to Reborn massage centre in Metropoint Complex, Kajang. We had foot reflexology and full body massage... 2 hours for RM97.50. Niceeeeeeeeeeeeeee very nice indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot.. yesterday I went to my dear friend, Munir's wedding dinner.. which was enchanting. Small and intimate setting, garden fairy like, I love every single little detail of it. Honestly, it was pretty close to my dream wedding (nanti kalau nak kawin nak tiru hehehe) Congratulations to Moon &amp; Meen, may Allah bless you in your new life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, can't wait to see Avatar 3D, and meeting my online friend Shasha for the first time. It was Wentworth Miller who brought us together and now Avatar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0iof5K9JFI/AAAAAAAACPQ/dXPowu6q4yI/s1600-h/19735_242663393804_633443804_3111580_2936431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0iof5K9JFI/AAAAAAAACPQ/dXPowu6q4yI/s400/19735_242663393804_633443804_3111580_2936431_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424771017043944530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prettty flowers at Munir &amp; Meen's wedding dinner, at the 30th floor penthouse in Crowne Plaza Mutiara, Kuala Lumpur. More Munir's wedding pics, click &lt;a href="http://11heaven.blogspot.com/2010/01/nother-one-got-hitched-congratulations.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and click on my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=136773&amp;id=508995977&amp;l=2c448d4e24"&gt;facebook album here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8649380738999065533?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8649380738999065533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/fresh-look.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8649380738999065533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8649380738999065533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/fresh-look.html' title='Fresh Look'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0iof5K9JFI/AAAAAAAACPQ/dXPowu6q4yI/s72-c/19735_242663393804_633443804_3111580_2936431_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2416500017927897012</id><published>2010-01-08T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:24:00.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>No entry at all for December? ooopssiieeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long hiatus.. the last couple of months of 2009 has been hectic and full of emotional rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that when I am emotional and have too many things going on around me, I can't seem to decipher the thoughts and put them into words. It's kinda hard when one minute you are happy and a minute later you are kinda down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a comment from MissPrez (whoever you are.. thanks for visiting) yesterday, asking me why I stop writing. I haven't received any comment on the blog for such a long time and it was such a delight to see the notification in my email. It struck me and made me miss blogging and I realised that I neglected the blog. It first started when the internet access at work sucks and then my blogging partner bubuk resigned from work and has limited internet access, then some controversy at wrok about blogging,  so it sort of take the fun out of blogging. It is not that I stopped writing, let's just say that I took a little break. hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fine though, and I have so many things to talk about. I still have New moon review to write, although a little it late for that and for your record I seen it 4 times ONLY and somehow switched team.. will tell you more later kihkih, our little trip to Melaka, Bubuk's bachelorette, Bubuk's wedding, my birthday.. ooohhh so many things. I hope I'll be back on track and keep writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who stumbled upon this blog and took time to read my ramblings, thank you.. and please come again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hope it's not too late to wish happy new year and happy new decade!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muuaaahhssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2416500017927897012?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2416500017927897012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2416500017927897012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2416500017927897012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6370961605435999698</id><published>2009-11-26T12:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:02:13.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>New Moon Un-Official Premiere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AWESOMEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why it is called un-official?? Maybe because it is organised by fans for fans. Not those premiere for press etc. Official release of New Moon in Malaysia is today, 26th NOvember 2009. I had the chance to see it last night, thanks to &lt;a href="http://twilightersmalaysiaofficial.ning.com/"&gt;Twilighters Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the one I attended for Twilight, this one was waaaaaaaaaaaaaayy better. I guess because everyone is a fan, and very sporting. Definitely will go again for Eclipse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the movie? Oh yeah, slow but lovely. and watch out for those washboard ABs! something to drool on. hahaahhaahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha to all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*updated 24th January 2010. I've seen it 4 times. Absolutely bonkers for Jacob. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*added pics 24th January 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuO6ec57I/AAAAAAAACnA/tVXHN3-Nfck/s1600-h/PB250054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuO6ec57I/AAAAAAAACnA/tVXHN3-Nfck/s400/PB250054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430336453196179378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Very excited looking us! hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuOoRVlqI/AAAAAAAACm4/Q7Gpe5TuyOk/s1600-h/PB250064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuOoRVlqI/AAAAAAAACm4/Q7Gpe5TuyOk/s400/PB250064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430336448309335714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;With my uni friend, Fara whom is also a big fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuOHbQpuI/AAAAAAAACmw/VWpgvnm1veg/s1600-h/PB250056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuOHbQpuI/AAAAAAAACmw/VWpgvnm1veg/s400/PB250056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430336439492585186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;See what Twilight can do? Bringing old friends together! Ain hadn't seen her friend for 9 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuNuGt5pI/AAAAAAAACmo/Nxj5bD5DNnk/s1600-h/PB250058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuNuGt5pI/AAAAAAAACmo/Nxj5bD5DNnk/s400/PB250058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430336432695535250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Showing off the cupcake (part of the goodie bag)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuNL85viI/AAAAAAAACmg/B8SL7K-UPms/s1600-h/PB250062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuNL85viI/AAAAAAAACmg/B8SL7K-UPms/s400/PB250062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430336423527562786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Skinny Jacob. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6370961605435999698?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6370961605435999698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6370961605435999698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6370961605435999698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon Un-Official Premiere'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S1xuO6ec57I/AAAAAAAACnA/tVXHN3-Nfck/s72-c/PB250054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3869689259955093488</id><published>2009-11-24T08:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:12:31.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Fireflies</title><content type='html'>I love songs that makes me dreamy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that takes me away for few minutes to another world, where all the issues I am having sort of being forgotten for that few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that song at the moment is "Fireflies" by Owl City. If you didn't know the song, go to youtube and find the vid. Tell me if you like it ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I like the song so much but when I heard it, it gave me this happy feeling and I imagined myself on a fast train, looking out the beautiful world outside, leaving the-not-so-nice feeling behind. Just for that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh yes, Happy birthday to my friend Anna. Have a wonderful birthday sweetie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muaaahhssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwsyUXt17XI/AAAAAAAACOs/3xxw0wA2Gp8/s1600/2991749152_a8a8b93335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwsyUXt17XI/AAAAAAAACOs/3xxw0wA2Gp8/s400/2991749152_a8a8b93335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407471103133478258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is a beautiful picture. I love the blueness. Photo taken from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jimrichardsonphotography/2991749152/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3869689259955093488?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3869689259955093488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3869689259955093488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3869689259955093488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireflies.html' title='Fireflies'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwsyUXt17XI/AAAAAAAACOs/3xxw0wA2Gp8/s72-c/2991749152_a8a8b93335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8994525638930347041</id><published>2009-11-15T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:49:37.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Ain's Bachelorette Party</title><content type='html'>GIRLY, FAB AND FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUvEF6vBI/AAAAAAAACOc/vpVJaZW8_4c/s1600-h/PB150136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUvEF6vBI/AAAAAAAACOc/vpVJaZW8_4c/s400/PB150136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404342351629564946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUu7Xy5xI/AAAAAAAACOU/z4fDmdj90DY/s1600-h/PB150228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUu7Xy5xI/AAAAAAAACOU/z4fDmdj90DY/s400/PB150228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404342349288630034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUuCRrJBI/AAAAAAAACOM/56L7BgIDxPQ/s1600-h/PB150235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUuCRrJBI/AAAAAAAACOM/56L7BgIDxPQ/s400/PB150235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404342333962134546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVED IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muahhhhs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8994525638930347041?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8994525638930347041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/ains-bachelorette-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8994525638930347041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8994525638930347041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/ains-bachelorette-party.html' title='Ain&apos;s Bachelorette Party'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SwAUvEF6vBI/AAAAAAAACOc/vpVJaZW8_4c/s72-c/PB150136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4954158279868878879</id><published>2009-11-14T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:43:50.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>My Lil Buddies</title><content type='html'>Pootz suprised me with these this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv4ZA_FwY5I/AAAAAAAACOE/bWxQoCWk-Jo/s1600-h/DSC03523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv4ZA_FwY5I/AAAAAAAACOE/bWxQoCWk-Jo/s400/DSC03523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403784107617444754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ wwwwwwweeeee me likey!! hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave : the owl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv4ZAroc8HI/AAAAAAAACN8/7ZO56jRnIo4/s1600-h/DSC03526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv4ZAroc8HI/AAAAAAAACN8/7ZO56jRnIo4/s400/DSC03526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403784102394261618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute it that? hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4954158279868878879?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4954158279868878879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-lil-buddies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4954158279868878879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4954158279868878879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-lil-buddies.html' title='My Lil Buddies'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv4ZA_FwY5I/AAAAAAAACOE/bWxQoCWk-Jo/s72-c/DSC03523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8337649472204403251</id><published>2009-11-13T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:37:45.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Buble Bubble</title><content type='html'>Buble has done it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took my heart and squeezes it tight and broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everytime I listen to his songs, he makes me want to be in love. To feel what he is feeling in his songs or okay I confess, imagine being someone in his life, where he serenaded me. hihihihi. His voice is arrrghh  is just too perfect, he makes my heart beats lil’ bit too fast and gave me goosebumps… he makes my heart goes warm and fuzzy and loved like hot chocolate on a cold rainy day but sometimes he also makes me cry, heartbroken, when he sang about those sad songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You know how I was in love with that song “Haven’t Met You Yet” and now I am in love with his new album like his other albums. This man just got this power of melting my heart with his voice. Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to this one song called “At This Moment” from his latest album. Oh my dear, it was so heartbreaking. In the song, he was singing about his feelings when his girlfriend told him that she doesn’t love him anymore. He sang &lt;em&gt;“did you think I could hate you or raise my hands to you.. oh come on you know me too well.. how could I hurt you.. when darling I love you.. and you know, I would never hurt you..” &lt;/em&gt;and at the end of the song he even said that he will miss the girl. He accepted the fact that the girl is leaving him and there’s nothing much he can do, right, ya know, except letting her go and he would never do anything to hurt the girl, even though the girl broke his heart. How sad is that? Ok, I know, this is just a song, and I always get carried away… but ah ya know what I mean? Hihi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just to let you know that. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, other song I am absolutely smitten with are Crazy Love and All I do is dream of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe you go do what you do and let me be in my Buble bubble for a moment kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv u! muaaaaaaaahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv0L9fC8yRI/AAAAAAAACN0/yMEFQUTzrSU/s1600-h/6d7d63d8dca8f8fa38a2a21ow5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv0L9fC8yRI/AAAAAAAACN0/yMEFQUTzrSU/s400/6d7d63d8dca8f8fa38a2a21ow5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403488278848260370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of my fave images. I think I have posted a few times, using this pic.. in my old blog too (now non-existent so don't look out for it hehe).. I just love the simplicity and the innocence.. and see that girl, look into her eyes, she looked so sad. My heart goes "awwww" everytime I see this pic. (Yeah ok.. I am an easily person person! yes i know! :P) To the owner of this pic, I thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8337649472204403251?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8337649472204403251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/buble-bubble.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8337649472204403251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8337649472204403251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/buble-bubble.html' title='Buble Bubble'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sv0L9fC8yRI/AAAAAAAACN0/yMEFQUTzrSU/s72-c/6d7d63d8dca8f8fa38a2a21ow5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6464176815143941565</id><published>2009-11-11T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:55:14.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>The Last Ride</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will the last carpool ride (home-work-home) with Ain. Tomorrow will be Ain's last day working in KL. I have been carpooling with Ain most part of this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I can imagine how boring my going to and back from work going to be starting the day after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the start of our separation *sob*sob*. Ain is also getting married this December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine going through the days without seeing her. Since we meet everyday, even a couple of days separation makes me miss her and can't wait to see her to catch up on the on goings that happened while we were away. Starting the day after tomorrow, I have to prepare myself and adjust that I won't be seeing her every day and that catching just have to wait. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to set a date to meet. Huwaaaaa not like right now, we see each other every single day.. kalau nak ckp, kalau nak muak tu boleh la tapi tak muak2.. hehehe. We go to work together then we emailed each other the whole day at work then, meet again to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*let me sulk for a little while and get used to this thing in my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain, I am going to miss you hell-lot!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Svrcu90cnWI/AAAAAAAACNs/2-Ya6dNJQ-o/s1600-h/n508995977_452282_6229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Svrcu90cnWI/AAAAAAAACNs/2-Ya6dNJQ-o/s400/n508995977_452282_6229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402873402410966370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pic was one of our earliest rides together... going to Colbie Caillat showcase in March 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6464176815143941565?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6464176815143941565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6464176815143941565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6464176815143941565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-ride.html' title='The Last Ride'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Svrcu90cnWI/AAAAAAAACNs/2-Ya6dNJQ-o/s72-c/n508995977_452282_6229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8534420015937523606</id><published>2009-11-11T19:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:21:14.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>I Miss Me</title><content type='html'>I don't like the person I have become these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually a happy merry person. I laughed a lot, I get amused easily, I am generally happy. Most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I have been in these unstable moods, I cry most of the time. And the most sad thing is that, this version of "me" happened when I am at work. Although I tried as much as I can to not let work gets to me, sometimes, it just did.. How can I not? About 40% of each day is spent at work. But then again, when I thought about it, I feel this way when the boss is around. HAHHAHAHAHA. Anyway, it's not that I don't laugh anymore or are not happy.. but the feeling didn't last long. I enjoyed the moment, had fun but then, it's over when I thought about going to work. Every Sunday, I would be wishing for the next weekend to come by soon. That's not the way it should be. I feel defeated. Because I can't move. Idle. Same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the best thing I have at work are my friends. They are the best group of friends you can ever ask for. They are not only friends, but I can say that they are like sisters to me. Always there for me, listening to me, trying to cheer me up when I am down. They are the only ones that makes me feel sane and continue swimming in that ocean of icky stuff. They are the ones I think dragging myself to work worthy. I thank you my friends (you know who you are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that I should venture into something new, into something that I have passion in. This I have in my heart and at the back of my head and I hope one day it will all come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is just a phase (but I have been in this phase for more than a couple of months already) and it will go away soon, pleaseeeee. I am tired of being this version of me. I miss the old me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Svqj4pV3fGI/AAAAAAAACNk/w92Z1j_ALbs/s1600-h/PA310175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Svqj4pV3fGI/AAAAAAAACNk/w92Z1j_ALbs/s400/PA310175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402810896549903458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Wishing for rainbows and sunshine*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8534420015937523606?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8534420015937523606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8534420015937523606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8534420015937523606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-me.html' title='I Miss Me'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Svqj4pV3fGI/AAAAAAAACNk/w92Z1j_ALbs/s72-c/PA310175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4356208513736648151</id><published>2009-11-09T21:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:47:53.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Love Lives Forever</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went on a quick trip to Melaka (again - the previous weekend I also went to Melaka with Ain for a little get away which I will post later). However yesterday I went to Melaka with my parents and my aunt. The purpose was to visit a relative that just got out from hospital from a heart attack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a bad mood because it was unplanned and of all people, it was always me that has to go. I thought I want to spend my Sunday relaxing at home. My dad said I didn't have to go I don't to but would I left them going the alone, of course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quiet in the car (show of rebellion hahah) but eventually the bad mood vanished our as we spent time in the car. As we reached the intended destination, it was always an eye opener being with the elders. I was the only one aged below 60 year old. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple we visited aged I don't know probably 80 plus? They are my aunt's uncles and dad. My aunt and my dad are step siblings. So anyway, I will refer to them as Great Aunt and Great Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love looking at old people. As an observer than a participant, I enjoyed looking and listening to these precious people. I didn't have much expereince with old people because my family is quite "young". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the best thing I observed was that how they care for each other. They are still in love with each other.  They were sweet and soft spoken towards each other. I sat in front of them while having lunch and I was drawn to them, as both minds are still working well (they were both teachers in their prime days). Both are very wrinkled but eventhough they have the illnesses, they still look strong when speaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished lunch, as I was doing the dishes, I saw the Great Uncle was assiting the Great Aunt getting into her wheel chair. Let me tell you, the Great Uncle was not much better than the Great Aunt but the way he helped the Great Aunt made me smile. He was careful, making sure his lady was sitted comfortably and then pushed her to the living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the emotional me of course choked up a little bit because, this is the kind of love that I hope to find one day. Be with the one you love until the old age, taking care of each other, growing old together. It doesn't really matter how you look like anymore, because both are out of shape already, wrinkled but the love still lives on and the most important is the person beside you, some one you spend your whole life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I find a love like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd.. I felt glad that I accompanied my parents and aunt (and felt a little bit guilty for my rude protest eheh), because I got to spend time with the elders and also see the simple act of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SvgZ5mk6GVI/AAAAAAAACNE/LGX-K4gggEo/s1600-h/old-couple_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SvgZ5mk6GVI/AAAAAAAACNE/LGX-K4gggEo/s400/old-couple_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096230429497682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4356208513736648151?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4356208513736648151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-lives-forever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4356208513736648151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4356208513736648151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-lives-forever.html' title='Love Lives Forever'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SvgZ5mk6GVI/AAAAAAAACNE/LGX-K4gggEo/s72-c/old-couple_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4516658409856342112</id><published>2009-10-30T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:12:38.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Kitsch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Night Lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Riggins'/><title type='text'>Riggs is Back!</title><content type='html'>Yes my dears, my fave bad boy is back!! and looking badder and hotter than ever.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SupmYtFrjRI/AAAAAAAACM8/gxNdFdJ2nww/s1600-h/FNL-riggins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SupmYtFrjRI/AAAAAAAACM8/gxNdFdJ2nww/s400/FNL-riggins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398239677963275538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riggs looking very out of place in a classroom, before he ditched the class and drop out of college for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope he is a regular cast on the show. but since, his name is on the cast list, probably he is right? oh well. Enjoy while it lasts. Miss Tim &amp; Lyla though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 4 Friday Night Lights premiered on 28th October 2009 in the US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4516658409856342112?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4516658409856342112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/riggs-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4516658409856342112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4516658409856342112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/riggs-is-back.html' title='Riggs is Back!'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SupmYtFrjRI/AAAAAAAACM8/gxNdFdJ2nww/s72-c/FNL-riggins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5209243399558547747</id><published>2009-10-22T09:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:52:28.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 1st</title><content type='html'>Today is this blog 1st birthday, people! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, 1 year ago, this blog is known as "When Life Gives Lemons, Make Lemonade" or something like that. haha.. now it sounded too cheesy. LOL. Click &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2008/10/sour-lemons-sweet-lemonade.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I changed the name again to "&lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/01/definitely-me.html"&gt;Definitely Me&lt;/a&gt;". How cheesy can it be?? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two names, I still didn't feel like it's mine.. you know? Then one day, I can't remember how, "What's up with J?" came to mind and then it felt like home in this heart of mine. I didn't remember when I changed the blog name though. I tried searching if I mentioned in the posts but can't find it. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year with 243 posts. I talked a lot with you all lah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love this blog, it is about my life and thank you for those of you who visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason to celebrate? Of course! Probably going to celebrate with what's up with J?'s older sis &lt;a href="http://noorainmohdkassim.blogspot.com/"&gt;"When I Start Telling Stories"&lt;/a&gt; who turned 1 on 16th October 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/St-5qg0L_5I/AAAAAAAACM0/nQ_RLKOXiIQ/s1600-h/Chocolate_Cream_Cake_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/St-5qg0L_5I/AAAAAAAACM0/nQ_RLKOXiIQ/s400/Chocolate_Cream_Cake_003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395235018627612562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this Chocolate Cream Cake, doesn't it look super delish? I watched French Food at Home with Laura Calder on AFC last weekend and loved that little flower deco, waayyy to sweet right? Yeah yeah, I am an easily pleased person. Ain, Chot &amp; Zati would love this confession. right? hahaha. Try the recipe &lt;a href="http://www.foodtv.ca/recipes/recipedetails.aspx?dishid=9093"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Btw, anybody know the substitute for the cognac/rum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day ya'll!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5209243399558547747?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5209243399558547747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-1st.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5209243399558547747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5209243399558547747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-1st.html' title='Happy 1st'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/St-5qg0L_5I/AAAAAAAACM0/nQ_RLKOXiIQ/s72-c/Chocolate_Cream_Cake_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7266180041683104485</id><published>2009-10-19T09:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:01:34.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry fox Run 2009 kuala lumpur'/><title type='text'>Terry Fox is Back!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, just to let you know that the Terry Fox Run 2009 is back and it will be held on 1st November 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time last year and can't wait to do it again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my experience last year &lt;a href="http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2008/11/terry-fox-run.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StvE8rgCICI/AAAAAAAACMs/lh-LhcmapPk/s1600-h/t-shirt-big.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StvE8rgCICI/AAAAAAAACMs/lh-LhcmapPk/s400/t-shirt-big.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394121525454577698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the official tshirt for this year. Cool eh? Not sure if I'll fit in it though. Hahahah my resolution last year was to fit into the tshirt.. but I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info, click &lt;a href="http://lifestyle.malaysia.msn.com/Wellbeing/Fitness/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3544895"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.1.com.my/2009/08/15/terry-fox-run-kl-2009/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to see you, yes you, and you and you and you too this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info on Terry Fox, click &lt;a href="https://www.terryfox.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE as at 10:56am 19th Oct 2009 : I just realised I can't go!! I was too excited of going that I didn't realize that the date clashed with a little get away trip for my friend to spend time with her before her wedding this coming December. Oh, well, I guess, I have to pass this year event :( and there'll always next year, and who knows, by that time, I CAN wear one of the tshirts hehehehe. For those of you who are free on 1st November 2009, please go, have fun and share the pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7266180041683104485?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7266180041683104485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/terry-fox-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7266180041683104485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7266180041683104485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/terry-fox-is-back.html' title='Terry Fox is Back!'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StvE8rgCICI/AAAAAAAACMs/lh-LhcmapPk/s72-c/t-shirt-big.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2950581953029110330</id><published>2009-10-18T18:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:59:03.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Haven't Met You Yet</title><content type='html'>To the love of my life, this sweet song is for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haven't Met You Yet - Michael Buble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Not Surprised&lt;br /&gt;Not Everything Lasts&lt;br /&gt;I've Broken My Heart So Many Times&lt;br /&gt;I Stopped Keeping Track&lt;br /&gt;I Talk Myself In&lt;br /&gt;I Talk Myself Out&lt;br /&gt;I Get All Worked Up Then I Let Myself Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tried So Very Hard Not To Loose It,&lt;br /&gt;I Came Up With A Million Excuses,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I thought of Every Possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And I know someday That It’ll All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;You’ll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;And I Promise You Kid That I’ll Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Might Have To Wait&lt;br /&gt;I’ll Never Give Up&lt;br /&gt;I Guess It's Half Timing&lt;br /&gt;And The Other's Half’s Luck&lt;br /&gt;Wherever You Are&lt;br /&gt;Whenever It's Right&lt;br /&gt;You’ll Come Out Of Nowhere And Into My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing&lt;br /&gt;And Baby Your Love Is Gonna Change Me&lt;br /&gt;And Now I Can See Every Possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know Someday That it’ll all Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;You’ll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;And I Promise You Kid I’ll Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Say All’s Fair&lt;br /&gt;In Love And War&lt;br /&gt;But I Won't Need To Fight It&lt;br /&gt;We’ll Get It Right&lt;br /&gt;We’ll Be United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing&lt;br /&gt;And Being In Your Life Is Gonna Change Me&lt;br /&gt;And Now I Can See Every Single Possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Someday I Know It’ll All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;Promise You Kid I’ll Give More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh You Know That Will All Turn Out&lt;br /&gt;And You’ll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out&lt;br /&gt;And I Promise You Kid To Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh Promise You Kid&lt;br /&gt;To Give So Much More Than I Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Said Love Love Love Love Love Love Love .....&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love .....&lt;br /&gt;I Just Haven't Met You Yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bf5RePiYBDs"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StsCTWP3amI/AAAAAAAACMk/rtLmjGujUmg/s1600-h/2850056659_dd15daa7c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StsCTWP3amI/AAAAAAAACMk/rtLmjGujUmg/s400/2850056659_dd15daa7c9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393907510119197282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the owner of this pic. Sorry forgot where I got the pic from. ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2950581953029110330?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2950581953029110330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-met-you-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2950581953029110330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2950581953029110330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-met-you-yet.html' title='Haven&apos;t Met You Yet'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StsCTWP3amI/AAAAAAAACMk/rtLmjGujUmg/s72-c/2850056659_dd15daa7c9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3323154515289516745</id><published>2009-10-17T11:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:18:01.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='custard sauce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread pudding'/><title type='text'>Miss J's Bread Pudding &amp; Peach Custard Sauce</title><content type='html'>Since everybody likes my bread pudding, I just thought to share the recipe to spread the loveeeeeee to the people I love.. yeah that's you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone has their own recipe in making bread pudding. My mom's version is a moist, soggy type because the bread are soaked in water or milk and then we squeezed the liquid out of bread and the bread became sort of like "mashed". It is very easy to make and take not time at all and tasted quite good, but I am not a fan of the soggy type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day, Kak Tine brought home this one bread pudding recipe. She was the one that made the pudding first but I think the recipe used too little bread in the recipe, making it a little bit thin and flat. I then, adjust the recipe a little bit, and I think it turned out quite alright and everybody seems to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bread Pudding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 slices of bread of your choice, cut in 4 triangles&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;5 medium size egss&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of fresh milk&lt;br /&gt;Raisins, almonds (whole, flaked, slivers - up to you but i like flakes best), chocolate chips for decorations and layers - as much as u need for the layers/decoration&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon of vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;Some icing sugar for deco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Method:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place  a layer of cut bread in the baking dish, then drizzle some of the melted butter, make sure to cover a little bit of each piece of bread. You don't need much tho just enough to have butter on th bread. Then layer it with raisins, almond and chocolate chips. Do it again, until you have all the bread in the baking dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a separate bowl, beat the eggs, sugar, milk, vanilla essence until all mixed up. I sometimes add a little bit of baking powder, about a teaspoon to make it fluffier. Then pour into the baking dish, making sure the bread are all soaked up with the eggs and milk mixture. Push down the bread with a spoon or fork to make sure the eggs mixture covered the top part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once ready, put it in a 180 degree celcius oven, for about 30 minutes, adjust if necessary, and bake until the top is golden brown and the cake tester turn out clean and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a little bit cool, put a little icing sugar in a sift and sift the sugar on top of the pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEZMTS_YI/AAAAAAAACMU/fwTcjGyi9ns/s1600-h/PA170166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEZMTS_YI/AAAAAAAACMU/fwTcjGyi9ns/s400/PA170166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393417228342459778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEYWw6l3I/AAAAAAAACMM/1w5geqUmVP8/s1600-h/PA170169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEYWw6l3I/AAAAAAAACMM/1w5geqUmVP8/s400/PA170169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393417213971175282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, a bread pudding won't be complete with its custard sauce. To me, the sauce is what makes it different. You may have a bland tasting pudding but if you have a really good custard, everything seems to turn out right hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version has peach in it, because I love the taste of peach, but of course you can have it plain or with any other fruits of your choice. Of plain, just add more sugar as you don't have the fruit syrup in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peach Vanilla Custard Sauce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can of evaporated milk&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of fresh milk&lt;br /&gt;3-5 tablespoons of custard powder (adjust accordingly)&lt;br /&gt;1 can of peach (cut in small cubes) - keep the syrup&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon of vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;1/4 - 1/2 cup caster sugar (again, adjust accordingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Method:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boil the evaporated milk, fresh milk, syrup, vanilla essence in pot. Let it warm up and taste the mixture, if it is not sweet as you like, add some sugar, until you get the sweetness you desire. For me I don't like it to be too sweet, so I think about 1/4 - 1/2 cup is enough. In a small bowl/cup, mix the custard powder with a little bit of water, just enough to make mix the powder. Then, once the milk mixture is warm and about to come up to a boil, pour in the custard mixture and keep the fire low. Mix a little bit of the custard first, maybe about 3 tablespoons, and don't stop stirring. Make sure that once you pour in the custard mixture, the fire must be low and don't stop stirring or it will burnt at the bottom and you don't wan the burnt taste. Sooo not nice! hehe. Adjust the custard accordingly, until you reach a slightly thicken milk mixture. If it is too thick, add more milk or water, and adjust the sweetness too. The custard is ready when you can't taste the flour taste in the mixture. Pour in the cut peaches and leave it for few minutes and turn off the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have the bread pudding and sauce warm, or cold. I think everyone has their own favourite way of having it. Mine? Slightly warm pudding, with cold sauce (so if you want this, make the sauce in advance). I just love the contrast between the warm melting butter pudding and then with the cold creamy sauce. And if you like, add a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. Sinful! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your pudding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEXp55DLI/AAAAAAAACME/U5lqaZrAHWk/s1600-h/PA170172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEXp55DLI/AAAAAAAACME/U5lqaZrAHWk/s400/PA170172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393417201929227442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Warm pudding with cold creamy peach custard sauce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3323154515289516745?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3323154515289516745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-js-bread-pudding-peach-custard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3323154515289516745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3323154515289516745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-js-bread-pudding-peach-custard.html' title='Miss J&apos;s Bread Pudding &amp; Peach Custard Sauce'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StlEZMTS_YI/AAAAAAAACMU/fwTcjGyi9ns/s72-c/PA170166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-4831064421268835448</id><published>2009-10-15T16:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:24:57.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Just Be There</title><content type='html'>Do you know how is it like when you are feeling down and you don't know the reason why. When people asked you what is wrong with you, you just don't know what to say to them? You can't point out what makes you down, but you are feeling it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people came to you and asked, if you are ready to talk, they'll be there for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that makes you want to cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, you met them or in contact with them and suddenly you feel that you don't need to talk about those unpleasant feelings that made you feel down anymore, because being with them and know that they are there for you is enough to make you feel better and well, think that better days are ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I have people like that in my life. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Stbbnc_c2KI/AAAAAAAACL8/FvED--FCTmE/s1600-h/will-you-catch-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Stbbnc_c2KI/AAAAAAAACL8/FvED--FCTmE/s400/will-you-catch-me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392739074666453154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic taken from &lt;a href="http://ilovestkilda.julieshiels.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/will-you-catch-me.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-4831064421268835448?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/4831064421268835448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-be-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4831064421268835448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/4831064421268835448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-be-there.html' title='Just Be There'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Stbbnc_c2KI/AAAAAAAACL8/FvED--FCTmE/s72-c/will-you-catch-me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3046316898781064117</id><published>2009-10-13T16:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:20:21.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>By Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StQ3rNCNXjI/AAAAAAAACL0/Bg2mjTMSxbg/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StQ3rNCNXjI/AAAAAAAACL0/Bg2mjTMSxbg/s400/DSC03453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391995869242154546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. Moon, as requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh btw boys and girls, he's taken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3046316898781064117?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3046316898781064117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/by-request.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3046316898781064117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3046316898781064117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/by-request.html' title='By Request'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StQ3rNCNXjI/AAAAAAAACL0/Bg2mjTMSxbg/s72-c/DSC03453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7941103681643878844</id><published>2009-10-12T21:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:53:12.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Glee</title><content type='html'>I was thinking of writing a rather emotional post, depicting my current mood and state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I was trying to type the words, my brain keeps telling me, nahh don't do it, it will pass. Try to write something fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turned to my fave new show of the season, Glee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know anything about Glee, read all about it &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/glee/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee is funny, over the top (sometimes we do need some OTT), quirky, but the best thing about the show I like the most are the performances of course. The cast has amazing voices, awesome music arrangement, all the get up, I just love them. Music and beautiful things always makes me happy. Well, sometimes. heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even choose one clip to say my favourite. They are all good! Hmm among my faves - Halo/Walking on Sunshine mash up, It's My Life/Confession mashup, Take A Bow, I Wanna Sex You Up. Oh, just search videos on youtube, and look out for Glee, and enjoy! And oh yeah, just so you know, I found out about Glee after watching Sam Tsui's cover on one of the songs in Glee. Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xIoSTbPt_PI"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the vid. Who is Sam Tsui? Another search you have to do, and you have to see this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R12QVtuB0_Q"&gt;vid&lt;/a&gt;. That was the first time seeing Sam Tsui and I didn't even remember how I got there, just one of my vid hopping but I sure did glad to see the vid. Great talent eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many talented people out there. *sigh* I wish I am one of them, so I won't be stuck here doing something I am not too sure I am into. Ooopps, so not getting into that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I can't wait for next episode... No Air and Avril's Keep Holding On? Should be good!! Click &lt;a href="http://music-mix.ew.com/2009/10/09/glee-exclusive-keep-holding-on-avril/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, this is not working and I am still feeling a lil bit down, a lil bit emotional, a lil bit miserable, a lil bit lonely. *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, don't mind me, hope you'll have a great week darlings! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StMza031XyI/AAAAAAAACLs/MIKxChFBJEg/s1600-h/glee_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StMza031XyI/AAAAAAAACLs/MIKxChFBJEg/s400/glee_logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391709714855059234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7941103681643878844?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7941103681643878844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/glee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7941103681643878844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7941103681643878844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/StMza031XyI/AAAAAAAACLs/MIKxChFBJEg/s72-c/glee_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8254897550575039423</id><published>2009-10-06T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:14:55.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Missing Bubuk</title><content type='html'>My darling bubuk is down with chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor gave her 5 days MC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my recent text with her, it seems that the pox situation is pretty bad. She said she is feeling very weak, itchy all over, pain in the whole body, and the pox is everywhere on her body including the sole of her feet, in the mouth . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww... I wish I could do something. I asked her if it is okay to visit, but she said no, the doc said it is contagious. She was asked to stay indoor, to avoid infecting other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling bubuk, be strong, ok? Have a good rest, drink lots of water, take your meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for your speedy recovery.. ANDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslrE9AAbI/AAAAAAAACLM/zghYG4uugQg/s1600-h/P3270116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslrE9AAbI/AAAAAAAACLM/zghYG4uugQg/s400/P3270116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389442801073127858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslsiBdeaI/AAAAAAAACLk/XLr_cIG6gAg/s1600-h/PA040008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslsiBdeaI/AAAAAAAACLk/XLr_cIG6gAg/s400/PA040008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389442826056333730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslsERlA_I/AAAAAAAACLc/BF2Yle4A0qc/s1600-h/P8070164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslsERlA_I/AAAAAAAACLc/BF2Yle4A0qc/s400/P8070164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389442818070873074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslrekH_zI/AAAAAAAACLU/VlCRR3Fn4m0/s1600-h/n508995977_452295_679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslrekH_zI/AAAAAAAACLU/VlCRR3Fn4m0/s400/n508995977_452295_679.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389442807948115762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: pantang elok2 tau.. so that no scars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8254897550575039423?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8254897550575039423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-bubuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8254897550575039423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8254897550575039423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-bubuk.html' title='Missing Bubuk'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsslrE9AAbI/AAAAAAAACLM/zghYG4uugQg/s72-c/P3270116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7799089961502026404</id><published>2009-10-06T14:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:43:01.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><title type='text'>I am Engaged!</title><content type='html'>NOT! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamt of my engagement ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a guy I have a crush on right now. kihkih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I just saw his photo wearing his baju melayu and sampin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream, me and him was not even dating.. it just that both of us like each other and then decided to get married. hahah. I even asked him in the dream, why suddenly he sent his rombongan to merisik. He said, well, I have always like you and why wait? HAHAHAHAHA. Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, in the dream, the wedding will be in a month later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kihkih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. so not going to happen because the guy is taken and about to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love his smile though *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7799089961502026404?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7799089961502026404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-engaged.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7799089961502026404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7799089961502026404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-engaged.html' title='I am Engaged!'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7920772056072907055</id><published>2009-10-04T20:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:41:53.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red velvet cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coconut lime cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>The Adventure of the Red Velvet &amp; Coconut Lime Cakes</title><content type='html'>I am not really a cake person. I don't really eat cakes and I don't really like to bake cakes. I am a cooking person and a savoury person. So making desserts are not my forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I like beautiful and unique things and I like to try new things. Although earlier I said I don't to like to bake cakes, I have baked quite a few numbers of cake in my lifetime. hehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, when I saw my friend Mas made this &lt;a href="http://lilmisschef.blogspot.com/2009/07/red-velvet-cherry-cake-with-cream.html"&gt;beautiful cake&lt;/a&gt;, I was sooooo inspired and excited to try making this beautiful art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so intimidated to try making this cake because the ingredients in the cake are not something I am familiar with in baking cakes such as buttermilk, vinegar and 2 ounces of red colouring!! Mas has asked me few times when I am going to make this cake and gave me the encouragement but I was still doubting myself. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I was browsing through blogs, I found this &lt;a href="http://pinchmysalt.com/2008/11/10/red-velvet-cake-recipe/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; and seriously, it changed my view and give me the courage to try making this cake. The cake is GORGEOUS and I wanna cry just looking at the contrast between the cream of the cream cheese frosting and the deep red of the cake. I thought to myself, it's ok, if it didn't turn out well, at least I can say that I have tried. Oh btw, I never even tasted a red velvet cake before. It's not really some cake you just buy in any bakery. I think you may find it in up scale cafes. I think I saw in the &lt;a href="http://www.atheapartment.com/menu.html"&gt;Apartment&lt;/a&gt; menu and &lt;a href="http://www.cupcakechic.com.my/test2/menubig.html"&gt;Cupcake Chic&lt;/a&gt; also sells them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make the cake for my Eid open house on Saturday and I took half day leave the day before just to prepare this cake. I also decided to make this &lt;a href="http://pinchmysalt.com/2009/03/17/coconut-lime-cake-recipe/"&gt;Coconut Lime Cake&lt;/a&gt;, which I also took from &lt;a href="http://pinchmysalt.com"&gt;Pinch My Salt&lt;/a&gt;. Seriously this blog has become one of my fave blogs, not only it has good recipes (with good story to go with it) and easy to understand instructions, but also amazing photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my adventure begins on late Friday afternoon. At the time I was making the Red Velvet batter, I didn't have buttermilk with me, so I already searched the substitute. Since buttermilk  is pretty hard to find in local supermarkets, then the substitute will make do. To replace 1 cup of buttermilk, use a tablespoon of vinegar (or some says can use lemon juice as well) and then pour ordinary milk into the cup to make one cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous and excited at the same time to make the cake, and yes, red colouring seems to be everywhere. Hahaha. I even used a plastic glove so I won't stain my hand, but still there were some stain on my fingers and hand. hihi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I nervously opened the oven to see the result, I was a little bit sad and frustrated because the cake seem flat and not as red. It has this dark brown tint on the surface, but then again, of course, that the top, right?? When Kak Tine (my sis in law), cut the top of the cake to make it even for frosting (I asked her to make the frosting because she is neater than me and kinda pro in making frosting - yes, credit for the frosting goes to her), we can see the deep red cake. We were so excited that the cake turn out to be fluffy, tasty and lovely red! YEAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic3xgutOI/AAAAAAAACKE/0whb_ejSRgk/s1600-h/PA030012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic3xgutOI/AAAAAAAACKE/0whb_ejSRgk/s400/PA030012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388729436146152674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how red it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic3RQEXpI/AAAAAAAACJ8/Q7fi53-Mim8/s1600-h/PA030021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic3RQEXpI/AAAAAAAACJ8/Q7fi53-Mim8/s400/PA030021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388729427486334610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic2q68qGI/AAAAAAAACJ0/4W0uNkQ6aSE/s1600-h/IMG_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic2q68qGI/AAAAAAAACJ0/4W0uNkQ6aSE/s400/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388729417197201506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decorated with raspberries and black berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also baked the coconut lime cake, but of course it wasn't as intimidating as the red velvet cake because I have made coconut cake before, but this time I used the recipe I found in Pinch My Salt. I followed her recipe exactly except for the frosting (I asked Kak Tine to help of course), I covered the cake with butter cream frosting from &lt;a href="http://www.wilton.com/recipe/Buttercream-Icing"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and then covered it with dessicated coconut. I think the cake tasted really good, pretty fancy I think. hehehe. And oh yeah, the cake is small, so if you want to make layers, you have to make 2 recipes. I also used fresh shredded coconut in the batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifLFZJXwI/AAAAAAAACKc/u-AupO-vDsc/s1600-h/PA030001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifLFZJXwI/AAAAAAAACKc/u-AupO-vDsc/s400/PA030001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388731966923824898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frosting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifKbYWg9I/AAAAAAAACKU/mXo1zgdEyUc/s1600-h/IMG_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifKbYWg9I/AAAAAAAACKU/mXo1zgdEyUc/s400/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388731955646202834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Covered with butter cream icing, with dessicated coconut and few lime zest as deco ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifJwyLY4I/AAAAAAAACKM/BW1sCj-9F5I/s1600-h/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifJwyLY4I/AAAAAAAACKM/BW1sCj-9F5I/s400/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388731944211800962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the open house, everybody was so delighted and in awe (haahaha perasan) to see the cake because I don't think you can see red cakes everyday, and the cake was polished off so quickly. The coconut lime cake was also delicious and soft, it has this tangy lime flavour in contrast of the richness taste of the coconut. I am so happy the cakes turn out so well and that everybody enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifLmYorXI/AAAAAAAACKk/vn_Pt12ytyw/s1600-h/PA030028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsifLmYorXI/AAAAAAAACKk/vn_Pt12ytyw/s400/PA030028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388731975780052338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red Velvet Cake with Cream Cheese frosting and Coconut Lime Cake with Butter Cream frosting - a combined effort of myself &amp; my sis in law Tine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY! hhehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who came for the open house, THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7920772056072907055?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7920772056072907055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventure-of-red-velvet-coconut-lime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7920772056072907055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7920772056072907055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventure-of-red-velvet-coconut-lime.html' title='The Adventure of the Red Velvet &amp; Coconut Lime Cakes'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Ssic3xgutOI/AAAAAAAACKE/0whb_ejSRgk/s72-c/PA030012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-7037268080018101133</id><published>2009-10-02T00:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:59:45.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jun Tanaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>My Little Chef Crush</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know me, I am a big fan of the food/travel/cooking shows... well.. basically because I love food, I love to see beautiful things and I love to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's no surprise that I listed Jamie Oliver, Chef Michael Smith, Nigella Lawson, Kylie Kwong, David Rocco, Delia Smith, Curtis Stone, etc as my favourites people to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, recently I came across this show on Astro.. I am not sure if it is on AFC (Channel 703) or Travel &amp; Living (Channel 707).. called &lt;a href="http://www.channel4.com/programmes/cooking-it"&gt;Cooking It&lt;/a&gt; and I was crushed almost instantly.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;a href="http://www.pearl-restaurant.com/aboutpearl/meetjun/"&gt;Chef Jun Tanaka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsTe2NtggOI/AAAAAAAACJk/hmT9PSJrMGE/s1600-h/1937_1_380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsTe2NtggOI/AAAAAAAACJk/hmT9PSJrMGE/s400/1937_1_380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387676077216792802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Japanese look with sexy soft spoken polite British accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can watch him cook all day long. HAHAHAHAHAH. who would have though chopping chillis can be so sexy? LOL! And thanks to this &lt;a href="http://www.channel4.com/life/microsites/C/cookingit/videorecipes.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, we can see him anytime we want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsTfxI-E1SI/AAAAAAAACJs/CJaTEINBgac/s1600-h/Jun_high_colour1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsTfxI-E1SI/AAAAAAAACJs/CJaTEINBgac/s400/Jun_high_colour1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387677089556387106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love men who can cook (and plus, with mata sepet and a little pony tail and sexy accent) hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh.. just let me dream for awhile... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaaaaaaaaaaahssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-7037268080018101133?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/7037268080018101133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-chef-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7037268080018101133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/7037268080018101133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-chef-crush.html' title='My Little Chef Crush'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SsTe2NtggOI/AAAAAAAACJk/hmT9PSJrMGE/s72-c/1937_1_380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-6454839234795487716</id><published>2009-09-27T22:23:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:46:51.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eid'/><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>My Raya ("Eid") holiday is about to end in about 1 hour and 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in denial that work starts tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only consolation is that I'll be seeing my friends at work which I missed so much and I am looking forward to my time in the car to and from work darling bubuk. I miss gossiping and heart to heart talk with her. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having too much fun, doing nothing. Seriously. I am not THAT busy during the holidays, the only time we went for "jalan-jalan raya" was on the first day - we went to Melaka visiting some old relatives hahah and then Yong's parents house in DU, then.. uhmm yesterday to Dang's open house in Melaka and today, to my aunt's house in Setapak. hehe. Most of the days I just spent time at home, lepakking and it was AWESOME!! haha. I can do this all the time. Although I do think that I spent a lot of time this week cooking (entertaining guests) and also meals at home (since I am at home.. usually the maid do all the cooking eheh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a small &amp; new family (new as in we don't have those long historical family tree), so Raya has always been a small affair, just me &amp; my little family. Now that all my older brothers are married, sometimes, we visited our in laws' family too. However, eventhough I don't have a "kampung" to go to, or lots of relatives, this time is the perfect time to take time off from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my holiday just spending time with my family, especially with my parents and my little brother. We took them out for lunch and dinner etc, just catching up on stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is work and somehow I think I won't be able to update much during work time because I heard that our access to blogs are restricted/blocked or give a low bandwith or something like that. Hmmmmm there goes the fun and distraction need at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life goes on.... and let's see random pics from my album this Raya week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, all the best waking up tomorrow to work and have fun at work ya'll! We can do it! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day Raya Pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HBM3ESlI/AAAAAAAACJc/MarDWESYF0A/s1600-h/P9200113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HBM3ESlI/AAAAAAAACJc/MarDWESYF0A/s400/P9200113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386172134060214866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HAhBpiLI/AAAAAAAACJU/a1BDSTgsLhg/s1600-h/P9200094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HAhBpiLI/AAAAAAAACJU/a1BDSTgsLhg/s400/P9200094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386172122293438642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HARPE8BI/AAAAAAAACJM/L0E_Mnhp_CM/s1600-h/8733_134367798043_651623043_2504497_1487730_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HARPE8BI/AAAAAAAACJM/L0E_Mnhp_CM/s400/8733_134367798043_651623043_2504497_1487730_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386172118054793234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GHj7CwEI/AAAAAAAACJE/oszUJzpbt5U/s1600-h/8130_157771813012_691483012_3561769_3280643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GHj7CwEI/AAAAAAAACJE/oszUJzpbt5U/s400/8130_157771813012_691483012_3561769_3280643_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171143818494018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GHXCmYnI/AAAAAAAACI8/oHaBbGr_oa4/s1600-h/8130_156025853012_691483012_3545616_4637762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GHXCmYnI/AAAAAAAACI8/oHaBbGr_oa4/s400/8130_156025853012_691483012_3545616_4637762_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171140360528498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GG13L-II/AAAAAAAACI0/nHg7UBCzs6Q/s1600-h/8130_157771828012_691483012_3561771_8002480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GG13L-II/AAAAAAAACI0/nHg7UBCzs6Q/s400/8130_157771828012_691483012_3561771_8002480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171131454290050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Raya - went for lunch at Aryan, The Weld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GGkxeH-I/AAAAAAAACIs/0kOlWKzFseg/s1600-h/P9210149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GGkxeH-I/AAAAAAAACIs/0kOlWKzFseg/s400/P9210149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171126866911202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GGHRrkEI/AAAAAAAACIk/8FtDoPGdJrA/s1600-h/P9210164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-GGHRrkEI/AAAAAAAACIk/8FtDoPGdJrA/s400/P9210164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171118948945986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Aquaria to see the fishies and met the seahorse which I have always wanted to see! Very fascinating creature. I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E38KrTbI/AAAAAAAACIc/Fi8N2cFwcRk/s1600-h/P9240072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E38KrTbI/AAAAAAAACIc/Fi8N2cFwcRk/s400/P9240072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386169775936982450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E3WmS0wI/AAAAAAAACIU/gkonz6yzf6s/s1600-h/P9240033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E3WmS0wI/AAAAAAAACIU/gkonz6yzf6s/s400/P9240033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386169765852271362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E2zacLtI/AAAAAAAACIM/9vfkuE6AQco/s1600-h/P9240019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E2zacLtI/AAAAAAAACIM/9vfkuE6AQco/s400/P9240019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386169756407312082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E2V0bdRI/AAAAAAAACIE/dkD6pN_Z92I/s1600-h/P9240056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E2V0bdRI/AAAAAAAACIE/dkD6pN_Z92I/s400/P9240056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386169748463252754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E19OBGEI/AAAAAAAACH8/tYaDVwy48_Y/s1600-h/P9240074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-E19OBGEI/AAAAAAAACH8/tYaDVwy48_Y/s400/P9240074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386169741859690562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at Dang's open house in Seremban. Great food! Beautiful house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-BChMnzEI/AAAAAAAACHs/TtHHBjRumDc/s1600-h/P9260083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-BChMnzEI/AAAAAAAACHs/TtHHBjRumDc/s400/P9260083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165559629433922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-BCDurJCI/AAAAAAAACHk/NfvD0mUqwtc/s1600-h/7724_141558936505_545416505_2556607_3818225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-BCDurJCI/AAAAAAAACHk/NfvD0mUqwtc/s400/7724_141558936505_545416505_2556607_3818225_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165551719195682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-BBvRelhI/AAAAAAAACHc/zfZaGvdG2KQ/s1600-h/P9260108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-BBvRelhI/AAAAAAAACHc/zfZaGvdG2KQ/s400/P9260108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165546228028946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt's open house and a lil bit shopping at KLCC afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AKLQLxII/AAAAAAAACHU/1VUMg0UeVgs/s1600-h/P9270041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AKLQLxII/AAAAAAAACHU/1VUMg0UeVgs/s400/P9270041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386164591666119810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AJkr0ibI/AAAAAAAACHM/AdaDjKym-gQ/s1600-h/P9270033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AJkr0ibI/AAAAAAAACHM/AdaDjKym-gQ/s400/P9270033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386164581313055154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AJWCfeFI/AAAAAAAACHE/r77WqBrhyYs/s1600-h/P9270073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AJWCfeFI/AAAAAAAACHE/r77WqBrhyYs/s400/P9270073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386164577381611602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AI068P4I/AAAAAAAACG8/P-Wk_GDW-cg/s1600-h/P9270071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-AI068P4I/AAAAAAAACG8/P-Wk_GDW-cg/s400/P9270071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386164568491573122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there goes my holiday week. hahah enough pics I guess. More pics on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muuaaaaaaahhhsss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I miss Friday Night Lights, I miss Riggins. Can't wait for OCt 28th for the season 4 premiere but will Riggins be a regular? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-6454839234795487716?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/6454839234795487716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6454839234795487716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/6454839234795487716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sr-HBM3ESlI/AAAAAAAACJc/MarDWESYF0A/s72-c/P9200113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2682630324514840094</id><published>2009-09-23T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:42:35.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eid'/><title type='text'>Hi Sweetie</title><content type='html'>2 simple little words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel happier than I already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 simple words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Aidilfitri to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SrmYqd0U3uI/AAAAAAAACG0/TtfoesdIVnM/s1600-h/raya+gedik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SrmYqd0U3uI/AAAAAAAACG0/TtfoesdIVnM/s400/raya+gedik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384502684824166114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya morning with my sisters in law - &lt;a href="http://koyongkie.blogspot.com"&gt;Yong&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://alittlesunshineonme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Tine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2682630324514840094?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2682630324514840094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-sweetie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2682630324514840094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2682630324514840094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-sweetie.html' title='Hi Sweetie'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SrmYqd0U3uI/AAAAAAAACG0/TtfoesdIVnM/s72-c/raya+gedik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5524781278274487935</id><published>2009-09-15T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:28:24.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Of Shallow, Bitter People</title><content type='html'>Did you hear about what Kanye West did to Taylor Swift at the 2009's VMAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't know... Taylor was giving her speech, all super excited accepting her first moonman for the Best Female Video, when Kanye came on stage, took the mic from her and said that he's really happy for her but Beyonce has the best video of all time (Single Ladies vid). Camera zoomed in on Beyonce, who looked shocked and embarassed. And poor, poor Taylor was standing there speechless. My heart goes to her. What a jerk Kanye was. I am sure Beyonce would be flattered if Kanye said it in a different venue, probably at her own party. Beyonce was awarded with the best video later in the show, and when she came on stage accepting her moonman, she called out for Taylor and gave Taylor the stage to give her speech. Sweet of Beyonce and I am quite teary eyed for Taylor because I think she was humiliated by Kanye. From what I heard, Kanye did made a public apology but, still, I don't think a mature right minded person, would have done that, and plus for a public figure like him, it was so rude and WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, if I am Beyonce, i would be very angry at Kanye... who the hell he thinks he is and speak about her. If you want to talk about yourself, fine, just talk about you. Don't speak on other people's behalf. Tak payah la nak sebut2 nama org lain kan? Kalau dalam kata org kita, jangan jaga tepi kain orang la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when people speaks on my behalf, when I don't even seek for that person's help or something. If i want to say it, or let people know, I would have done it myself. If you stumbled upon something that is not yours in the first place, just keep it to yourself. I hate it more when people think they know you and think that they know what I want. It's like they think they are doing me a favour by speaking on my behalf because if they didn't do it, I won't do it myself. WTF? As I've said, if I want people to know, I would have tell them myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's how Beyonce might feel too. Tak pasal2 maybe Taylor Swift terasa ngan dia kan? Who knows? I know Taylor might think that it's not Beyonce's fault, but tak best la. You know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I do feel that the world is a better place without shallow, bitter people like Kanye. Why do you need to embarass someone, that doesn't even do anything to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5524781278274487935?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5524781278274487935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-shallow-bitter-people.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5524781278274487935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5524781278274487935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-shallow-bitter-people.html' title='Of Shallow, Bitter People'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-8274210811147791382</id><published>2009-09-11T16:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:33:14.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california pizza kitchen klcc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iftar'/><title type='text'>Iftar in California</title><content type='html'>Pizza Kitchen, KLCC that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tuya felt like having pizza, so we decided to give California Pizza Kitchen ("CPK") a try last night. I think this was my 3rd time there, the 2 times were like ages ago and when their menu was limited and not as extensive as now. I remember I had my first ever creamy mushroom ravioli there (reminds me of twilight ahah), which I notice wasn't there anymore. The ravioli in the menu is with tomato sauce if I am not mistaken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJNFVFnFI/AAAAAAAACGc/X5zmsmpJ-KI/s1600-h/P9100341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJNFVFnFI/AAAAAAAACGc/X5zmsmpJ-KI/s400/P9100341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380122825221053522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuya browsing mag while waiting for iftar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they have these Ramadan "sets" for this month, but we didn't opt for that and decided to order the usual menu. In the Ramadan sets, they will include a drink, scoop of ice cream each and dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night we ordered a pizza (mushroom pepperoni thingy), a pasta (fettucine in creamy sauce with garlic chicken or something not too sure hehe) and a starter called Lettuce Wrap which I chose based on Ainbubuk's recommendation. The winner for me is Lettuce Wrap. It is actually iceberg lettuce served as wrap like in spring roll or tortila, and you wrap the filling (we chose shrimp and chicken with some eggs, water chesnut, crispy rice noodles and sweet soury sauce). I LOVED IT!!!!!!! The crunchiness of the lettuce combined with the filling, it was YUMMY! I would go there again just to have the lettuce wrap. haha. The pizza and pasta was nice too but nothing too special, i prefer the pizza and pasta in italiannies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoKKFYm1oI/AAAAAAAACGs/yhqeW8enp68/s1600-h/P9100336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoKKFYm1oI/AAAAAAAACGs/yhqeW8enp68/s400/P9100336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380123873207834242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garlic Chicken Fettucine RM28 i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoKJWAxJPI/AAAAAAAACGk/d-wJEioOe5U/s1600-h/P9100338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoKJWAxJPI/AAAAAAAACGk/d-wJEioOe5U/s400/P9100338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380123860491379954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mushroom pepperoni pizza RM32 (but we requested for the thin crust, so we have to add RM2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJMdLHEFI/AAAAAAAACGU/0Kt3LTXrMfo/s1600-h/P9100342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJMdLHEFI/AAAAAAAACGU/0Kt3LTXrMfo/s400/P9100342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380122814441787474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJL3umRmI/AAAAAAAACGM/oIo9vFlSj1Q/s1600-h/P9100344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJL3umRmI/AAAAAAAACGM/oIo9vFlSj1Q/s400/P9100344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380122804390086242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJLaK9SrI/AAAAAAAACGE/6q_nIqdaLUE/s1600-h/P9100346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJLaK9SrI/AAAAAAAACGE/6q_nIqdaLUE/s400/P9100346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380122796455971506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready to be wrapped and popped in my mouth! hahah. I love these wei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a good meal, shared with special people in my life. So as usual, camwhoring session, hahah sian the camera shy Hani, kena paksa take pics. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJKscnwaI/AAAAAAAACF8/x7mIDn6TZWs/s1600-h/P9100370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJKscnwaI/AAAAAAAACF8/x7mIDn6TZWs/s400/P9100370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380122784182026658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGZoonUkI/AAAAAAAACFw/s7h6rbF73-8/s1600-h/P9100368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGZoonUkI/AAAAAAAACFw/s7h6rbF73-8/s400/P9100368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380119742321742402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After iftar and prayers, we just walking around KLCC and Hani was so into the Eid decoration at the Centre COurt, so we took some pics there. It was a kampung house with some characters drawn by the popular Malaysian artist, Lat. It was really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGZNscroI/AAAAAAAACFo/8toSGGXGQ9w/s1600-h/P9100402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGZNscroI/AAAAAAAACFo/8toSGGXGQ9w/s400/P9100402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380119735090065026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me! notice the somethin' somethin'? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGYKJafRI/AAAAAAAACFg/QmQCW8-Imc4/s1600-h/P9100417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGYKJafRI/AAAAAAAACFg/QmQCW8-Imc4/s400/P9100417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380119716957945106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuya and Hani posing near the kampung house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGXdp6FKI/AAAAAAAACFY/1riRgz4_uvk/s1600-h/P9100419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGXdp6FKI/AAAAAAAACFY/1riRgz4_uvk/s400/P9100419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380119705014637730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kampung house, view from the 1st Floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGWkQSRzI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GVaFsq0S9wY/s1600-h/P9100422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoGWkQSRzI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GVaFsq0S9wY/s400/P9100422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380119689606350642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a thing for lanterns and couldn't resist taking this pic!! I LOVE THE STARS AND COLOURS! Yeay! haha looking at this makes me feel a little bit happy. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good time? Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-8274210811147791382?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/8274210811147791382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/iftar-in-california.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8274210811147791382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/8274210811147791382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/iftar-in-california.html' title='Iftar in California'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqoJNFVFnFI/AAAAAAAACGc/X5zmsmpJ-KI/s72-c/P9100341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-562153461987270805</id><published>2009-09-08T21:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:01:14.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k-oz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satay Station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iftar'/><title type='text'>Iftar @ Satay Station</title><content type='html'>I have a little group of friends which we call ourselves "K-Oz". We even have our own blog hehehe. Click &lt;a href="http://11heaven.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit our blog. We used to work together but now some of us have left the organisation (in my case, went and come back again haha), and went on separate ways. We are a close knit group, we still try to keep in touch with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while we try to organise a get together but sometimes not all of us can make it. Our usually reunion time is during Ramadan month. However, we haven't been doing this for about a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we had our little iftar session, although about half of the group couldn't make it. Sam, the one that moved to JB, came down for the weekend and we took the opportunity to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our iftar at a cozy down to earth place called "Satay Station" in Kampung Pandan, Kuala Lumpur. Click &lt;a href="http://www.sataystation.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satay Station is a place that specialises in "satay". On ordinary days, their menu is very simple, only satay and mee rebus. However, during Ramadan month, they offer a buffet menu, for RM38 nett for adult, and RM19 for kids below the age of 12. Kids below the age of 7, eat for free. The buffet spread was the usual Malay fare, rice with dishes like Udang Masak Lemak, Kerabu Perut, Sambal Sotong (yummy!! I like), Ayam Goreng Rempah, Stir Fried Vege, traditional Malay kuihs, bubur lambuk, fruits, they even have stalls - Roasted Whole Lamb, Noodles station (Asam Laksa, Kuey Teow and Mee Goreng), ikan bakar stall. There were free flow of Air Sirap Bandung, Orange kordial, teh tarik and coffee. Mee Rebus is also available at your request as much as you like (included in the buffet menu, but you have to order it through the waitress). HOWEVER, one thing I found weird was that the satay was not a part of the buffet deal, you have to order it separately. So there will be separate charge if you want the satay. It was weird because it is a satay place. Anyway, the owner was kind enough to give each table a "sample" of the satay during berbuka time, about 10 sticks, enough to make us want to order more (We ordered 30 sticks chicken and 30 beef). Is this good marketing? I guess. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the satay was really really good. Definitely, way much better than the famous satay kajang. The meat were tender and very tasty, full of those wonderful spices in the marinade. I even ordered some to take home to my mom who loves satay (she even mentioned to order it for raya haha). The mee rebus also was very good and I also ordered a couple of packets for me mom. I'll definitely recommend the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant in Kampung Pandan is actually a converted traditional malay house, which is very pretty with the wooden details. It was very nice and comfy. You can choose to sit inside the house or outside. Inside there were divided into few rooms, with low marble tables, and no chairs of course. We chose to sit inside the house, so all of us have to sit on the floor, like in a typical traditional Malay house. During this Ramadan month, there were canopies outside (I feel like I was in a Malay wedding kenduri), with more tables (my friend said that usually the tables outside are without the canopies). There was also a band, and of course the buffet spread. It felt like being in a typical malay kenduri. It was so vibrant and full of life, that I feel like i was on the night before raya. heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a good time catching up, the place was great, the food was good.For those who couldn't make it, we missed you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I didn't have my camera with me, so Pootz was the photographer for the day. Thanks Pootz. Some pics for sharing. You can also see K-oz blog for pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZdeb-5Z2I/AAAAAAAACE4/LbaVaBVbhUQ/s1600-h/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZdeb-5Z2I/AAAAAAAACE4/LbaVaBVbhUQ/s400/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379089582429661026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZdeDR4a7I/AAAAAAAACEw/6jte4pclz6c/s1600-h/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZdeDR4a7I/AAAAAAAACEw/6jte4pclz6c/s400/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379089575798401970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZc7YqruVI/AAAAAAAACEo/ulSHVthJ71Y/s1600-h/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZc5cpo50I/AAAAAAAACEI/0AMaElV1Sd8/s400/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379088946953774914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-562153461987270805?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/562153461987270805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/iftar-satay-station.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/562153461987270805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/562153461987270805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/iftar-satay-station.html' title='Iftar @ Satay Station'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqZdeb-5Z2I/AAAAAAAACE4/LbaVaBVbhUQ/s72-c/Iftar+Satay+Station+050909+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-1708885691861563721</id><published>2009-09-04T08:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:23:57.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sub Sebak</title><content type='html'>Malaysia's first submarine , KD Tunku Abdul Rahman reached our shores yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqBkN0O0UMI/AAAAAAAACEA/8IJzr3e6fBc/s1600-h/firstsub.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqBkN0O0UMI/AAAAAAAACEA/8IJzr3e6fBc/s400/firstsub.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377408143602241730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic from NST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebak wei. I feel so proud of Malaysia. I guess this is one of the best gift for Merdeka this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia Boleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second sub, KD Tun Abdul Razak will arrive early next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more news and pics, click &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/articles/20090903155010/Article"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-1708885691861563721?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/1708885691861563721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/sub-sebak.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1708885691861563721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/1708885691861563721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/sub-sebak.html' title='Sub Sebak'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SqBkN0O0UMI/AAAAAAAACEA/8IJzr3e6fBc/s72-c/firstsub.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2716979577754530592</id><published>2009-09-02T20:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:26:52.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Jawa &amp; Penyet</title><content type='html'>Sangat mengikut theme, I had Ayam Penyet kat Restoran Ayam Bakar Wong Solo, Bangi branch, with the 2 Jawas - Jawa Jerman (jawa "mixed" katanya) and Ainbubuk (mmg darah Jawa katanya). Tapi Ayam Penyet ni asal Jawa ke? Eh tak kisah la. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorang je la yang takde darah Jawa. Kot. Rasanya la. Confirm la rasanya takde Jawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, semalam agak adventureous gak la nak sampai ke destinasi... pusing sana pusing sini, last2 si Jawa Jerman yang sampai dulu. Padahal dia yang kan cheong sgt takut tak sampai. Kitaorg cool jek. Siap berenti tepi jalan tepi highway dekat2 ngan UPM sebab kete bubuk cam ada kuar bunyi yang agak menggerunkan. haha. Kitaorg sampai tu kira nice2 je la.. nak tunggu berbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam, sungguhla perangai memasing sopan sgt. Makan dengan sopan santun, sampai lupa nak ambik gambar makanan. Sungguh out of character gitu. Segan silu masa makan. Tgk org kiri kanan, ckp perlahan, lemah lembut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitaorg order set Ayam Penyet satu sorang - ada nasi, ayam penyet, tempe, tauhu, salad, terung berlado.. I terpaksa tolak tepi sambal ayam penyet tu kerana I ni sgt sensitif orgnya. Pastu Si Jawa Jerman yang nak proofkan lagi darah Jawanya, dia order "emping". Rasanya tu kerepek malinja kan? Pastu kitaorg tambah Gado-gado ngan Terung Balado. Sgt sedap. I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan punya makan. Gossip punya gossip, time to go home already. Sgt cepat masa berlalu bila kita happy kan? Agak happy la semalam merepek2 ngan lawak2 kureng asam si Jawa2 yang menemani ku. Walaupun rasanya dorang pecah perut tak abis2 ngan kisah air mineral. Apahal korang? Nak gado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, nak baca kisah dari side mereka, boleh baca &lt;a href="http://lalahuyeh.blogspot.com/2009/09/wongsolo.html"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt; and tgk gambar juga di &lt;a href="http://noorainmohdkassim.blogspot.com/2009/09/bersama-jawa-jerman.html"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2716979577754530592?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2716979577754530592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/jawa-penyet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2716979577754530592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2716979577754530592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/jawa-penyet.html' title='Jawa &amp; Penyet'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5493421749473982477</id><published>2009-09-02T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:53:06.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keanu Reeves'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Keanu</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keanu is 45 years old today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out his latest pics &lt;a href="http://pacificcoastnewsonline.celebuzz.com/2009/09/keanu-reeves-loved-up-in-londo.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New girl Keanu? Whatever makes you happy. But you know I am always here right? BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you however you look, eventhough in those pics you look like uhmm I don't know, a really adorable, furry long haired dog? No? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even like you when you are relaxed like this, with that wet messy look? Pics from &lt;a href="http://www.celebuzz.com/celebrities/keanu-reeves-photos/p32428561/?p=1 "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. I don't care how you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin up babe. You looked a lil bit sad &lt;a href="http://www.celebuzz.com/celebrities/keanu-reeves-photos/p32152411/?p=4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I am here, don't worry k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even love your bikes as much as I love you. Doesn't that mean something? Eventhough you looked kinda dorky on them. hahah. I like &lt;a href="http://www.celebuzz.com/celebrities/keanu-reeves-photos/p31897941/?p=7"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.celebuzz.com/celebrities/keanu-reeves-photos/p31897951/?p=6"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i love you more when you look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BF5Pg1pI/AAAAAAAACDw/PYturRtl2No/s1600-h/keanu_reeves_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BF5Pg1pI/AAAAAAAACDw/PYturRtl2No/s400/keanu_reeves_04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665837159634578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BFd_IVwI/AAAAAAAACDo/ldjIxIaIa0I/s1600-h/10021_18521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BFd_IVwI/AAAAAAAACDo/ldjIxIaIa0I/s400/10021_18521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665829843162882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eeeeekk i LOVE this pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BE3sG8qI/AAAAAAAACDg/6KBBQFu3OWo/s1600-h/KeanuReevesAP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BE3sG8qI/AAAAAAAACDg/6KBBQFu3OWo/s400/KeanuReevesAP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665819562832546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is going to be endless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday. May you'll have the best year ahead and don't change the way you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BEqT3V6I/AAAAAAAACDY/SAyBcrXhH8A/s1600-h/normal_ps085_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BEqT3V6I/AAAAAAAACDY/SAyBcrXhH8A/s400/normal_ps085_009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665815971485602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute pic huh? I love his dorkiness. Got the pic &lt;a href="http://keanureeves-celebfan.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaaahhhsss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5493421749473982477?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5493421749473982477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-keanu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5493421749473982477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5493421749473982477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-keanu.html' title='Happy Birthday Keanu'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/Sp3BF5Pg1pI/AAAAAAAACDw/PYturRtl2No/s72-c/keanu_reeves_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-133192212999596060</id><published>2009-08-31T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:08:06.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just because'/><title type='text'>*Bliss*</title><content type='html'>Isn't it a bliss just spending time doing nothing at home? Well not doing nothing exactly, I need to do the normal house chores, but, ya know, just relaxing.. doing what I want to do etc.. ya get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling very much better than I was in the last post. kehkehkeh. Alhamdulillah. Thank you for all your concerns. I love you guys. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all I need is a couple of days' rest (and awesome new earphones.. yeah! hahah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going out for iftar later with my bros and cuz. Nice indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Merdeka to all Malaysians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaaahhhssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-133192212999596060?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/133192212999596060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/bliss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/133192212999596060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/133192212999596060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/bliss.html' title='*Bliss*'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-196651467683617289</id><published>2009-08-26T08:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:35:05.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>I Hate This Part</title><content type='html'>I've been unhappy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to say it but yes, that's whats going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all comes down about work. I hate it when I don't like to go to work or be at work, because it will effect everything around me. It's hard to wake up in the mornings and when I reached the office, I can't wait to go home. The only thing that keep me sane are my friends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate the things I do here, I love my job but I can't stand the other things anymore. I don't like to talk about work here so I won't go into details, but I need just need let it out of my chest a little bit today, ya know? I've been browsing through those job ads, but I am not too sure if my situation is too extreme for me to take the jump. It is extreme actually. *$&amp;%^#&amp; ah! I love the job here, and especially my friends here. So it would be a very difficult decision to leave. It's hard to make decision to leave if the reason you leaving is not because of the job but other things like the "upper" people and how they treat you. You have been performing but it is not rewarded (but other people, dpt pulak?). Sucks kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I am over this phase. I thought I don't have to worry about work. But this has affected me this past few weeks. I am so down about work, I am so demotivated but of all days, these past couple of weeks has been the busiest and I have to support the team. Ironic right? I am tired, mentally and physically. I feel like I want to take a few days leave lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eventhough the above things I said made me unhappy, I am more upset about my earphones!!!! HAHAHA. No sound come out from the left speaker. I am in dire need for new earphones. And it decided to fail on me at the end of the month where the fund is nearly gone. Awww this sucks! You know how I am with my ipod. Need to buy a new one soon. But of yeah, I also heard that the salary might be late this month, so my earphones just have to wait a little bit longer. Told ya it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* well, I hope you guys are feeling better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, wait, on a happier note, my sis in law Ida suprised me last Sunday with a super early birthday present. I was so suprised. hahaha. segan pun ada. My birthday is like 4 months away. She gave me a turquoise pendant, she said there were only one left so she just bought it for me. So nice kan my sis in law. I told her the other day when I saw her pendant that I always wanted a turquoise pendant or bracelet because it is my birthstone (but it's not fun buying on my own kan? Hahaha but I didn't tell her that lah). Thank you Kak Ida. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/up/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Jom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SpSA1wGSdzI/AAAAAAAACDQ/-LeH9qCqIo8/s1600-h/Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374061916292544306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SpSA1wGSdzI/AAAAAAAACDQ/-LeH9qCqIo8/s400/Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-196651467683617289?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/196651467683617289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-this-part.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/196651467683617289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/196651467683617289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-this-part.html' title='I Hate This Part'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/SpSA1wGSdzI/AAAAAAAACDQ/-LeH9qCqIo8/s72-c/Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3702206027756684102</id><published>2009-08-21T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:28:26.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>I want to take this opportunity to wish all my Muslim friends and family, Salam Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga tahun ni lebih diberkati, di murahkan rezeki dan dapat menjalankan ibadah puasa dengan sempurna. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf zahir batin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-3702206027756684102?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/3702206027756684102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/salam-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3702206027756684102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/3702206027756684102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/salam-ramadhan.html' title='Salam Ramadhan'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-5668160605400344939</id><published>2009-08-21T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:08:41.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Chillin' @ Chilli's</title><content type='html'>Both me &amp; Ain has been a lil bit unhappy for these couple of weeks due to work issues (which I think won't be going away soon). Not going into details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, both of us noticed that we were not like our usual self, always excited about anything. So yesterday after work, we wanted to ya know, "chill" to lift our spirits up, but ya know, it is the end of the month, so the "fund" is a little bit low. hhhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we still decided to go to Chilli's KLCC. Just because I wanted to have the tostadas. It's only belas2 what.. so within the budget. hahaha.I haven't been to Chilli's for such a long time. I am not a big fan of Mexican food, but I like Chilli's for lepaking. Anyway, there is on thing I love in Chillis which I think they have the best tostadas and my fave, the beef queso. The best thing is that, maybe most of you already know, the tostadas come bottomless, with the salsa. Oh yeah!! And for me, Chilli's tostadas are the best, very thin, crispy, fresh and crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we felt a lil bit happier leaving Chilli's, managed to forget for awhile about work. It was good time spent, just the 2 of us, talk about nothing and laughed like nobody cares. And the bill? RM40.15. RM20 each, ain paid extra RM0.15. hahahah. Just within the budget at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oVYUVM0I/AAAAAAAACDI/DEBVBNYTGow/s1600-h/DSC03303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oVYUVM0I/AAAAAAAACDI/DEBVBNYTGow/s400/DSC03303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372416490758026050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUngguh puas hati muka kamu noorain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oH_Yi45I/AAAAAAAACDA/hYwkD9vE0C4/s1600-h/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oH_Yi45I/AAAAAAAACDA/hYwkD9vE0C4/s400/DSC03313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372416260726514578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i loveeeeee this!!!! seriously. we managed to finish 2 "bakul" of these last night. ahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oHi-x-8I/AAAAAAAACC4/RniZTjS7P7Y/s1600-h/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oHi-x-8I/AAAAAAAACC4/RniZTjS7P7Y/s400/DSC03311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372416253102259138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah baby, that's our beef queso, all those cheesy goodness. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oHIZFBYI/AAAAAAAACCw/ucZF0EJ1lKQ/s1600-h/DSC03315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oHIZFBYI/AAAAAAAACCw/ucZF0EJ1lKQ/s400/DSC03315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372416245964801410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New on the menu, buffalo chicken sandwich or burger or something lah didnt really remember what it's called. There were 4 little burgers, with crispy onion strings and french fries on the side. about RM19.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oGmzm_iI/AAAAAAAACCo/GCjX5N105Ig/s1600-h/DSC03306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oGmzm_iI/AAAAAAAACCo/GCjX5N105Ig/s400/DSC03306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372416236949274146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meditating? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oGN08TgI/AAAAAAAACCg/mNyDOXaEGhY/s1600-h/DSC03310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oGN08TgI/AAAAAAAACCg/mNyDOXaEGhY/s400/DSC03310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372416230243978754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muka puas hati dapat apa yang diidamkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok dah puasa.. sure terliuq tgk gambar ni kan? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-5668160605400344939?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/5668160605400344939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/chillin-chillis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5668160605400344939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/5668160605400344939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/chillin-chillis.html' title='Chillin&apos; @ Chilli&apos;s'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So6oVYUVM0I/AAAAAAAACDI/DEBVBNYTGow/s72-c/DSC03303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-2886563489527672136</id><published>2009-08-21T14:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:20:02.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayam Percik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ayam Percik</title><content type='html'>I made Ayam Percik for lunch, last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehhehe. Want the recipe? Family secret. Email me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesuai for berbuka puasa. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat menyambut Ramadhan loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FeI9G5DI/AAAAAAAACCA/_RxQGrbeNm4/s1600-h/DSC03280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FeI9G5DI/AAAAAAAACCA/_RxQGrbeNm4/s400/DSC03280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372307789601760306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "grill" with charcoal inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5GwizADwI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YhR5xHGYG_s/s1600-h/DSC03283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5GwizADwI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YhR5xHGYG_s/s400/DSC03283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372309205287964418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chicken is being grilled. woohhooo (chicken simmered on fire in water mixture with onions, garlic, ginger, salt and a little family secret haha, simmer until the chicken is cooked but not too soft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FdXw4PeI/AAAAAAAACB4/kFyvqk8vYBk/s1600-h/DSC03281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FdXw4PeI/AAAAAAAACB4/kFyvqk8vYBk/s400/DSC03281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372307776397131234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken feet! Our fave (simmered in water too like above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5Fe2RgIiI/AAAAAAAACCI/hOFvZW316ME/s1600-h/DSC03278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5Fe2RgIiI/AAAAAAAACCI/hOFvZW316ME/s400/DSC03278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372307801766896162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5GxdT7dCI/AAAAAAAACCY/MtmF9GkmZfg/s1600-h/DSC03288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5GxdT7dCI/AAAAAAAACCY/MtmF9GkmZfg/s400/DSC03288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372309220995331106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FcHUFeQI/AAAAAAAACBo/yNyt-iIYQkg/s1600-h/DSC03284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FcHUFeQI/AAAAAAAACBo/yNyt-iIYQkg/s400/DSC03284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372307754801527042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken, well done, ready to pour the gravy on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5Fc75ZqgI/AAAAAAAACBw/2qQP0X-AWvM/s1600-h/DSC03282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5Fc75ZqgI/AAAAAAAACBw/2qQP0X-AWvM/s400/DSC03282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372307768916683266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gravy (combination of thick coconut milk, blended onions, garlic, chili paste, fermented shrimp paste "belacan", some palm sugar, salt to taste - simmer in pan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D-nHNbVI/AAAAAAAACBg/haNOFdOsqAk/s1600-h/DSC03286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D-nHNbVI/AAAAAAAACBg/haNOFdOsqAk/s400/DSC03286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372306148429753682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the way we do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D98wP8NI/AAAAAAAACBY/auB19a4DRlg/s1600-h/DSC03293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D98wP8NI/AAAAAAAACBY/auB19a4DRlg/s400/DSC03293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372306137059160274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D9C5uAgI/AAAAAAAACBQ/TvfYBRywXMk/s1600-h/DSC03289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D9C5uAgI/AAAAAAAACBQ/TvfYBRywXMk/s400/DSC03289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372306121529623042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second coating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D8bQjpJI/AAAAAAAACBI/IMA-Iw5qvV4/s1600-h/DSC03291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D8bQjpJI/AAAAAAAACBI/IMA-Iw5qvV4/s400/DSC03291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372306110887994514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Done grilling, ready to be served&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D7yBhahI/AAAAAAAACBA/2QU2swhqP6s/s1600-h/DSC03292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5D7yBhahI/AAAAAAAACBA/2QU2swhqP6s/s400/DSC03292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372306099819080210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taddaaa... Finger lickin' good! Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5624364999039198870-2886563489527672136?l=jan-khan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/feeds/2886563489527672136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/ayam-percik.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2886563489527672136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5624364999039198870/posts/default/2886563489527672136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan-khan.blogspot.com/2009/08/ayam-percik.html' title='Ayam Percik'/><author><name>Miss J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10142495307204335331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/S0schdsju8I/AAAAAAAACP4/HHZQIVDECck/S220/PB150239.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So5FeI9G5DI/AAAAAAAACCA/_RxQGrbeNm4/s72-c/DSC03280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5624364999039198870.post-3857274932750386549</id><published>2009-08-20T22:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:17:54.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Silly</title><content type='html'>Heheh just wanted to share some silly pics taken during my nephew, Irsyad's first bday party pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being at a 1 year old bday party, there is nothing we can do right? WRONG! hhahaha.. we amuse ourselves of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a great time at the party, eventhough it was raining, but it was good spending time with family and close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeee the colours, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So1ct76iO2I/AAAAAAAACA4/HEWTzPP2zMY/s1600-h/P8090245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372051874769943394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So1ct76iO2I/AAAAAAAACA4/HEWTzPP2zMY/s400/P8090245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ain, with Roary the racing car sticker on our faces, the theme for Irsyad's bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UglJPWX1ke4/So1ctbTEO4I/AAAAAAAACAw/Q_Hafq1m19Y/s1600-h/P8090290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372051866014464898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH:
