<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541</id><updated>2009-02-21T18:02:20.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me talk pretty everyday</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-5991533935127008934</id><published>2007-04-26T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:19:49.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As if it is the first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Took this from the website of my favourite writer&lt;/span&gt; - Paulo Coelho's Warrior of Lights. (No.145) (http://www.warriorofthelight.com) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and probably the last entry in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am going out to discover my 'first time' again. Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I would like to believe that I am going to look on this new year as if it were the first time that 365 days have unfolded before my eyes. To see the people around me with surprise and amazement, happy to discover that they are by my side and sharing something so often mentioned and so seldom understood, called love. &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; I shall climb on the first bus that comes along without asking where it is going to and I shall get off as soon as I see something that catches my attention. I shall pass by a beggar who asks me for some spare change. Maybe I’ll give him something, maybe I’ll think that he will spend it on drink and just walk past – hearing his insults and understanding that that is the way he has to communicate with me. I shall pass by someone who is trying to wreck a telephone booth. Maybe I’ll try to stop them, maybe I’ll understand that they are doing that because there is nobody to talk to on the other side of the line and that is their way of chasing off loneliness. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; On each of these 365 days I shall look at everything and everybody as if it were the first time – especially the small things that I am not used to and whose magic I have forgotten. The keys of my computer, for example, that move with an energy that I fail to understand. The paper that appears on the screen and for a long time has not been revealed in a physical manner, although I believe that I am writing on a white sheet where it is easy to make corrections by pressing a key. At the side of the computer monitor are some papers that I do not have the patience to put in order, but if I feel that they are hiding something new, than all these letters, memoranda, newspaper cuttings and receipts will gain a life of their own and will have odd stories of the past and the future to tell me. So many things in the world, so many paths trodden, so many entrances and exits in my life. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; I am going to put on a shirt that I wear a lot and for the first time I shall pay attention to the label and the way it was sewn, and I am going to imagine the hands that designed it and the machines that changed this design into something material and visible. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; And even the things that I am used to – such as my bow and arrows, the breakfast coffee mug, the boots that have become an extension of my feet after wearing them so much – will be coated in the mystery of discovery. Let everything that my hand touches, my eyes see and my mouth taste be different now, although they been the same for many a year. In that way they will no longer be still-lifes and start to convey the secret of having been with me for such a long time, and they will show me the miracle of coming into touch again with emotions already worn down by routine. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; I want to look at the sun for the first time, if the sun comes out tomorrow, or at cloudy weather, if tomorrow is overcast. Above my head there is a sky for which all of humanity - over thousands of years of observation - has given a series of reasonable explanations. Well, I shall forget everything I have ever learned about the stars, and they will once more turn into angels, or children, or anything else that I feel like believing in at the moment. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; Time and life have changed everything into something perfectly understandable – and I need mystery, the thunder that is the voice of an angry god rather than just a simple electric discharge that sets off vibrations in the atmosphere. I want to fill my life again with fantasy, because an angry god is far more curious, frightening and interesting than a phenomenon of physics. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; And finally, let me look at myself on each of these 365 days as if it were the first time that I was in contact with my body and my soul. Let me look at this person who walks, feels and talks like any other, let me feel surprised at his most simple gestures, like chatting to the mailman, opening his correspondence, contemplating his wife sleeping at his side, wondering what she is dreaming about. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;" lang="en-US"&gt; And so I shall remain what I am and what I like to be, a constant surprise to myself. This I who was not created by my father or by my mother, nor by my school, but by all that I have lived so far - suddenly I forgot and am discovering it all over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-5991533935127008934?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5991533935127008934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=5991533935127008934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/5991533935127008934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/5991533935127008934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-if-it-is-first-time.html' title='As if it is the first time'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-6378707846388614845</id><published>2007-02-01T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T16:34:14.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of jan, beginning of feb</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I last blogged, I know I know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess like many bloggers, somehow you just move on with life, you left behind what you like to do during your spare time &lt;strike&gt; at  work &lt;/strike&gt; and plunge yourself right into where the actions are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was not blogging, I have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Busy with work. Well, my boss has been put me as a backup player for the purchasing and monitoring the incoming shipments, on top of all the other duties. Thus, my eyes has been glued to the stocklists, checking what we are lacking, and also ensuring all procedures are followed. Of all these, I hate 2 things the most, having to hear my bosses 'nag' about how the goods are slightly more expensive and also to have the goods here on time and properly distributed to our branches.  It's stressful, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Yeah,  I mean going out with friends and hanging out and google at 'god's wonderful creation'. If you haven't check out some of the hot spots in town, you should. There is this place which we do pop into once every now and then. I tell you, sometimes it's pretty rauchy at the wee hours. Of course, at the wee hours, all I could think of was 'Are we home yet?' and hoping, we wont get any road blocks driving home. But, I enjoy my night out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My friends has been trying to play match-match for me. There is this image consultant, then a massuer,  a sales manager and a vet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: A vet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 1: Damn cute la. Definitely your type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Alright but does this person smell like a horse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 1: No, only the smell of a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: tempting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am cool about meeting more friends and I am as my friend put it, "in control of my situation", and most important, I am not desperate for a partner yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Puffy is doing good too. Of course, he has to be re-train as he is still getting use to the new house. He is still as adorable as always. I just send him for a haircut and now he looked good. Sometimes I imagine him a rabbit. Oh, I wish I can show you how he sit at the balcony watching some of the people walking at the garden. It's a sight to behold. (Perhaps a picture later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have been watching my weight lately and I am happy to say I am working toward my ideal weight. Yeah, I will do it right this time. Of course, er there is a company BBQ coming soon. Darn.... I heard, on the menu, there will be prawns, crabss and oysters... aiksssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kinda am broke lately too with the new house, and the partying. Not going to spend a lot on chinese new year, perhaps going to get a pair of new shoes which I have been eyeing since december. By the way, my friend did asked me if I want to buy a watch which he is thinking of disposing. I like the watch but I am tight on budget. So... next time la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My travel plan is a bit up and down. Was supposed to go to Indonesia on a business trip but cancelled on the last minute. The trip to Germany will probably wont materialised since we will have a huge event in March here. The US trip is not confirmed as well, as the event has been moved and only selected players can take part in it. And the trip to Nepal, ahhhhhhhh will only be confirmed once I get to speak again to my uncle in April, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I will be staying put in KL during the chinese festival season. I guess I will have a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. that's all folks, for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-6378707846388614845?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6378707846388614845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=6378707846388614845&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6378707846388614845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6378707846388614845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-of-jan-beginning-of-feb.html' title='end of jan, beginning of feb'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-8608326924132836911</id><published>2007-01-11T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:41:07.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your seduction style?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-8608326924132836911?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8608326924132836911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=8608326924132836911&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/8608326924132836911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/8608326924132836911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-your-seduction-style.html' title='What&apos;s your seduction style?'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-1546030676898658126</id><published>2007-01-04T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T14:34:57.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And still we sleep....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I shall start my entry with a poem and the resolutions for 2007.  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;"&gt;We are dreaming of tomorrow and tomorrow isn't coming,&lt;br /&gt;We are dreaming of a glory that we don't really want.&lt;br /&gt;We are dreaming of a new day when the new day's here already.&lt;br /&gt;We are running from the battle when it's one that must be fought."  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;And still we sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We are listening for the calling but never really heeding,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for the future when the future's only plans.&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of the wisdom that we are dodging daily,&lt;br /&gt;Praying for a savior when salvation's in our hands."  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;And still we sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;And still we dream.&lt;br /&gt;And still we pray.&lt;br /&gt;And still we fear.&lt;br /&gt;And still we sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in; font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.peterweircave.com/dps/comparison.html"&gt;http://www.peterweircave.com/dps/comparison.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resolutions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;" align="left"&gt;1. To control and tame myself and my temper.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;" align="left"&gt;2. To start moving with the career plan.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;" align="left"&gt;3. To find my 'nirvana' and be good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;" align="left"&gt;Ultimately, to be happy in everything that I am doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-1546030676898658126?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1546030676898658126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=1546030676898658126&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/1546030676898658126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/1546030676898658126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-still-we-sleep.html' title='And still we sleep....'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-5006228620371620128</id><published>2006-12-20T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T10:49:02.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to ho ho ho</title><content type='html'>1. We are officially getting the keys to the house today though there are still a few outstanding things which are not fixed. I think I have given enough notices to all parties and I shall start to do it my way and charge them for anything outstanding. I am also puking sometimes talking and explaining things to people. Yeah, I can be really impatient sometimes. So.. a point to note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Work is progressing well but knowing the style my boss is working and planning, I know, a lot of things will only be plans for many years to come. We have this joke among us that if we work here for another 20 years, the best car we can drive would only be a Proton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My plan for Penang is off since I will be busy with the new house. We are moving so that we dont have to pay another month of rent which can be used for the house instalments. Hmm A good thing in a way. I still have a lot of things not in place yet since I dont have time to really go searching for furnitures. I guess one thing at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Yesterday, my colleague (THE bitch) had a fight with my lady boss. I am impressed with her courages to speak on top of her voice. I really dont know it was whose fault but in my humble opinion, NEVER raise your voice to the person who sign your paycheck! In the words of my 'mighty' boss all the time - THEY STILL HAVE NOT MANAGED TO KNOW THE SITUATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My friends and I are going to have some Xmas club hopping this saturday night. Yeah and I shall tell you about my googling experiences the next time. Like real like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am greatly indebt with a friend of mine who has been helping me a lot over the last few months. He recommended me some contractors and I got good prices for their jobs. He brings me to club and open my eyes to a whole ocean of fishes. He has done many things for me which if i list it out, I will have to spend the whole day typing it. ;) I am forever grateful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Called 'someone' the other day and we spoke for a while. He sounds like a pretty nice person but that's just the first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am having a early Xmas christmas dinner with my friends tonight and I make some gifts for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-5006228620371620128?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5006228620371620128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=5006228620371620128&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/5006228620371620128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/5006228620371620128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/12/5-days-to-ho-ho-ho.html' title='5 days to ho ho ho'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-6567126622947807960</id><published>2006-12-18T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:02:02.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol 2007</title><content type='html'>The Little Drummer boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;When we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Jesus, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;On my drum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,&lt;br /&gt;Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum&lt;br /&gt;Me and my drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words and music to the Christmas song Little Drummer Boy was composed by Katherine K. Davis, Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone in 1958. The lyrics of Little Drummer Boy consist of no less than 21 rum pum pum pum' - a major part of the song and therefore presenting an apparently easy task for the lyricist! However, Little Drummer Boy has been a huge hit for several artists. The most notable rendition was created by the most unlikely combination of Bing Crosby and David Bowie. This version of Little Drummer Boy was a massive hot for the artists and was in fact Bing Crosby's most successful recording since the legendary White Christmas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-6567126622947807960?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6567126622947807960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=6567126622947807960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6567126622947807960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6567126622947807960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/12/carol-2007.html' title='Carol 2007'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-5089711696169495166</id><published>2006-12-07T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T15:25:14.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear santa</title><content type='html'>Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a very good boy this year with the exception of a few things which I think we can sweep under the carpet whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;top 10 Christmas' wish&lt;/span&gt; (in no particular order). Yeah something attainable this year, I presummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A &lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/www.tiretnewyork.com"&gt;Tiret watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A white cold snowy christmas.&lt;br /&gt;3. A healthy body mind soul.&lt;br /&gt;4. A week of enjoyable holiday from the 25th right up to next year.&lt;br /&gt;5. A new computer, probably a powerbook.&lt;a href="http://www.macminute.com/2004/10/26/ipodsocks/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A &lt;a href="http://www.nokia.com/nseries/index.html?loc=inside,main_n80"&gt;Nokia N80&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodhifi/"&gt;Apple ipod HIFI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A messenger bag&lt;br /&gt;9. A sound system for my room.&lt;br /&gt;10. A &lt;a href="http://www.macminute.com/2004/10/26/ipodsocks/"&gt;ipod sock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, Cava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: if you can deliver one day earlier, I would appreciate it, Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some goods news to rejoice in the season of advent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I might be going to Germany in the first quarter next year. Yuppie.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am getting some extra bonuses next year too if the plans works well&lt;br /&gt;3. Puffy will have three stories to run around when we move&lt;br /&gt;4. I might be going to Nepal middle of  next year&lt;br /&gt;5. I might be moving on if No.4 works out well&lt;br /&gt;6. Works has been ok and since the fair is over, yuppie, I can concentrate on some personal stuff now&lt;br /&gt;7. Might be going to Penang for a short trip end of the month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes (things to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Send out my Christmas card&lt;br /&gt;2. Get Puffy's biscuits and basket&lt;br /&gt;3. Do up the Locoroco card as promised to my little cousin&lt;br /&gt;4. Call my friends for the season's greeting&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish up the website&lt;br /&gt;6. Finalised the product planning list&lt;br /&gt;7. Do christmas shopping&lt;br /&gt;8. Clean new house&lt;br /&gt;9. Watch DVD - Volver, that I just bought&lt;br /&gt;10. Send photocopy of passport&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-5089711696169495166?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5089711696169495166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=5089711696169495166&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/5089711696169495166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/5089711696169495166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear santa'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-3258517627087222561</id><published>2006-11-23T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:32:09.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The idoit woman during the end of Nov</title><content type='html'>I nearly vomit blood talking to the house seller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Is this Ms.X?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms X: Who is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: I am Cava, the brother of Ms. Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms X: Oh yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi:Ok.. Just want to check with you what is the happening, it has been 2 weeks since our lawyers communicated and we are still waiting for your call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms X: I have called them to fix this and that but there is one part which is not done since that contractor is away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: OK, so when will it be done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms. X: I will call them tomorrow and will let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: ok. I will wait for your call. And, another thing, the final documents from the developer. They said u still have some outstanding payments and they wont release anything until you pay the amount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms. X: Oh I just got the invoice yesterday. Give me some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Some time. when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms. X Tone changed *angry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaba-yaba-duba-daba-yada yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, she is not happy when I talked to her in a serious tone and even said that I interrogate her and that I shouted at her. I mean it has been months and others who bought the houses after us has already moved in. She is also not happy when I said it it has been dragging on and thought i implied that she is the one dragging it. Damn it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I saw in the news last night on the christmas decoration that is being set up in Paris and France. Oh my god.. suddenly I miss it so so much. It's like... arghhhhh what am I really doing with my life. Where do I really want to go? Of course I know KL is cool too and yeah I just cant wait to see all the christmas deco that will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I am making a christmas shopping list already. Gosh, so fun yet so... ouch my wallet is going to bleed again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-3258517627087222561?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3258517627087222561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=3258517627087222561&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/3258517627087222561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/3258517627087222561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/11/idoit-woman-during-end-of-nov.html' title='The idoit woman during the end of Nov'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-6950900438347479538</id><published>2006-11-18T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:36:50.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid November</title><content type='html'>It has been weeks since I last blogged. Guess what I have been doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Working very very hard.&lt;br /&gt;a) Was rushing for the artwork for the coming advertisements.&lt;br /&gt;b) Doing the year end promotions&lt;br /&gt;c) Preparation for the coming roadshow&lt;br /&gt;d) Lots of emailing for my boss.&lt;br /&gt;e) Lots of goods arriving, thus the need to contact my suppliers as well as checking all coming stocks.&lt;br /&gt;f) etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just way way way way way too busy at work and found no time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I dont consider it to be a fight but a very very close friend of mine is suspecting me of flirting with his wife. Common........... Kinda really dissapointed since I thought we have this understanding and pack as close good friend. Anyway... let bygone be bygone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Reconnected with a lot of old friends and things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Checking on the new house and doing some shoppings for the furnitures and fittings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Being going out with some friends for 'yum'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Might be getting some presents from Venice soon. Heheh I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My uncle asked me if I am ready to go back to Europe. He is applying PR for me. Hmmm I am still thinking about it. What is the level of sacrifices I am willing to do for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Puffy is doing great. He is my beloved for now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's saturday afternoon, and I am still stucked in the office. So I am going off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-6950900438347479538?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6950900438347479538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=6950900438347479538&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6950900438347479538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6950900438347479538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-has-been-weeks-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='Mid November'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-4408815875314412032</id><published>2006-10-31T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:48:26.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hallow's Day.</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween people, and don't scare the shit of people with 'yourself'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick today, thus, I shall the slimy green monster dripping from the nose tonight. muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theholidayspot.com/halloween/history.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7333/2074/400/ghosts.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy of http://www.theholidayspot.com/halloween/history.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-4408815875314412032?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4408815875314412032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=4408815875314412032&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/4408815875314412032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/4408815875314412032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-hallows-day.html' title='All Hallow&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-6043093710235190640</id><published>2006-10-28T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T15:00:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>旅行的意义</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Puffy lately has been the most adorable puppy. In the morning, he will bark outside my room to wake me up. When I reached home at night, he would be at the door to greet me and he would jump around to show his excitements. It's like.. I don't know how to say it.. I just feel happy to be home to see him. Maybe I am getting this is what people called as mid-uncle-life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened in a pub earlier. Well I hardly go clubbing and this is one of those time where your friend just put a gun to your head and says ' if you do not go out with us tonight, we are going to disown you' so, I went and gosh... the following happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 1: Hey someone wants to know you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: * Shocked * me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 2: Where? Where? Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: * Still shocked *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 1: So how? This is the second time he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: * Double shocked * Me??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 1: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ami 2: Common... go for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: No la No la. * shy and blushing *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called my friend the next day to ask for my number again. I still am not giving. I know I am this cruel bastard but I don't want give wrong signal. I am all for friends but dating is just not my thing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;I am loving this song :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;旅行的意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你看&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;过了许多美景&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt; 你看&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;过了许多美女&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你迷失在地 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;图上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:Batang;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 每一道短&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;暂的光阴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你品&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;尝了夜的巴黎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你踏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 过下雪的北京&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你熟日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;记本里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:Batang;font-size:100%;"  &gt;每一句&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你最&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  爱的真理&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出你爱我的原因 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出你欣赏我哪一种表情 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出在什么场合我曾让你动心 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出离开的原因&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你累&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;积了许多飞行&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你用心挑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;选纪念品&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt; 你搜集了地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;图上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:Batang;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 每一次的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;风和日丽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;拥抱热情的岛屿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你埋葬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 记忆的土尔其&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你流&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;连电影里美丽的不真实的场景 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出你爱我的原因&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出你欣赏我哪一种表情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出在什么场合我曾让你分心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出旅行&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;的意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你勉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:Batang;font-size:100%;"  &gt;强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 说出你爱我的原因&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 说不出你欣赏我哪一种表情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 说不出在什么场合我曾让你动心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;说不出旅行的意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;勉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:Batang;font-size:100%;"  &gt;强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  说出你为我寄出的每一封信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;都是你离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 开的原因&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;你离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;"  &gt;开我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(99, 101, 99);font-size:100%;" &gt;就是旅行的意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P/s: D, I am really sorry to hear the news. My sincere condolences to you and your family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-6043093710235190640?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6043093710235190640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=6043093710235190640&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6043093710235190640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/6043093710235190640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='旅行的意义'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-3488140657579058971</id><published>2006-10-19T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:59:39.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your melting moments?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Have you ever wonder, what makes you tick or frown? In a spirit of seeing people lovey-dovey, what will be your melting moment?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Is it going to be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;When someone called your B or  deer?,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;When someone peel you a prawn over  dinner?,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Feed you his extra juicy loving  tender chicken parts?,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;De-skin the chicken for you?,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Pick up your tap,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Kiss you good night,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Hold you as you are having a swell  of a frightful ride,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Just a simple sweet smile, a  hello, and knowing (s)he is yours,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Hearing, i love you back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A peck on the cheek in public,   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Standing outside your work place,  with a bottle of wine, waiting to spend the night with you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Writing you a love letter / sms?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Going for holidays together?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Says he misses you, 24/7&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Occasional touches in the public,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;buy you a coconut, when you are  having sorethroat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Tells you, 'we are written in the  stars”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Says he will hold it for you when  you cant pee straight when you am old.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Realised that (s)he photo in  his/her wallet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Willing to do anything for  you....?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I guess I will just stick mine to having that special 'melting moment' biscuit melting in my mouth for now.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Pskk.........  Mr. J-rod, I am extremely GLAD (in your own word)  for you and wishing you the best of everything and I mean it from the heart.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-3488140657579058971?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3488140657579058971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=3488140657579058971&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/3488140657579058971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/3488140657579058971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-your-melting-moments.html' title='What is your melting moments?'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-8403814813946101442</id><published>2006-10-16T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:20:13.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with 2 friends and got myself this movie - HAIRSPRAY and I am loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7333/2074/1600/180px-Hairsprayfilm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7333/2074/400/180px-Hairsprayfilm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's the theatre version of it too. If you like the 60's and coup d'etat, this is the movie for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh... I officially named the classic carbonara (fettucine) at Italiannes the pasta of the month. yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for this coming weekend. what a long holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-8403814813946101442?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8403814813946101442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=8403814813946101442&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/8403814813946101442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/8403814813946101442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-has-been-good-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115993727351594546</id><published>2006-10-04T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:47:53.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the witch over the moon...</title><content type='html'>I have been quite ok lately, well,  work has been keeping me busy but I am really really bored at work too. Not that I have nothing to do but routine is just not my way of working and my colleagues sometimes just get to my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One fine day&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid girl 1: See, all these shit... why does your ex employees do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss : I dont know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid Girl 1 : These people dont want to stay here for long, so they simple do only. Who will shit and eat them up later?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: DUHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another fine day, after lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid Girl 1 : hey, if you are late from lunch, do we deduct your salary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Duh.. I am not HR. I dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: *thinking* Shut the **** up.  You are not even doing payroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, during meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid Girl 1 : Hmm yes, you guys are supposed to be open about your feelings to the boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colleague 1 : yes, and I would like to say that this, this, this is not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: But this is how we do thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colleague 1 : Well, I just want to let you know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid Girl : Yes, that's right, this is how we communicate. You should let them know of your feelings. very good... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: *thinking* gosh, you think you are big sister???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: The colleague who left us, he is not professional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid girl 1 : Yes, he is so irresponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: And the other one, she said.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid girl 1 : *interupting the line* can her word be trusted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: *Eyes popped out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were numerous occasions where she has pissed people off and I think 80% of the people here does not like her. She has just work here for 1 1/2 months and she is already acting like a &lt;strike&gt;kutu&lt;/strike&gt; idoit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a ligther note,  today is the mid autumn (for the chinese lunar calender) and at &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:13 p.m. EDT, &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the moon will be called &lt;/span&gt;The Full Harvest Moon.  &lt;/strong&gt;It is always the full Moon occurring nearest to the Autumnal Equinox and in one out of three years, it comes in October and 2006 is one of those years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mid autumn festival, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115993727351594546?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115993727351594546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115993727351594546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115993727351594546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115993727351594546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-worst-feelings-you-ever-had-1.html' title='the witch over the moon...'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115934802508451920</id><published>2006-09-27T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T17:07:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There u go, pikey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 things many don't know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am very very good with my hands. I mean in wrapping up gifts. Duh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fortune teller told my mum that I would make it big one day!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If someone treat me good, I treat them back 10 times more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friend told me I was born at the wrong period of time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 movies i could watch over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nuovo Cinema Paradiso&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dead Poets Society&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amelie de Montmarte&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 places i have lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Petaling Jaya, Malaysia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarawak, Malaysia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cote D'azur, France&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Var, France&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 tv shows i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alias&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Star Academy, a singing competition in France&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everybody loves Raymond&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 places i've been for vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;France,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USA,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thailand,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 of my favourite food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spaghetti Carbonara,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tempura,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rice Dumpling,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crabs (fried with salted egg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 places i would rather be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;French Riviera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pyrenee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 favourite songs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pie Jesu (Sarah Brightman &amp;amp; Paul Miles-Kingston)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yuen Zhi (Ah Mei)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eyes in the sky (Alan Parsons Project)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tant pi (Roch Voisin)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115934802508451920?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115934802508451920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115934802508451920&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115934802508451920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115934802508451920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-u-go-pikey.html' title='There u go, pikey...'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115923769108058466</id><published>2006-09-26T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T10:28:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hieroglyph</title><content type='html'>What loneliness&lt;br /&gt;to find no meaning&lt;br /&gt;when there is a meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what loneliness&lt;br /&gt;to be blind in the full light of day, -&lt;br /&gt;and deaf, what loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;amidst the swelling of a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to understand&lt;br /&gt;when there is no meaning,&lt;br /&gt;and to be blind in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;and deaf when silence is complete, -&lt;br /&gt;oh, loneliness within loneliness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Nichita Stanescu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I re-found this poem which I jotted down in one of my book before and I just love the depth of this poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115923769108058466?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115923769108058466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115923769108058466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115923769108058466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115923769108058466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/hieroglyph.html' title='The Hieroglyph'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115917129655997296</id><published>2006-09-25T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T16:01:36.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Hell</title><content type='html'>This joke never fails to crack me up, every single time. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Malaysian dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different hell for each country. He goes first to the German hell and asks "What do they do here?" He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day." The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He checks out the USA hell as well as the Russian hell and many more.He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he comes to the Malaysian hell and finds that there is a very long line of people waiting to get in. Amazed he asks "What do they do here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Malaysian devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day.""But that is exactly the same as all the other hells - why are there so many people waiting to get in? "Because maintenance is so bad that the electric chair does not work, someone has stolen all the nails from the bed, and the devil is a former Govt servant, so he comes in, signs the register and then goes to the canteen..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115917129655997296?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115917129655997296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115917129655997296&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115917129655997296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115917129655997296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/malaysian-hell.html' title='Malaysian Hell'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115874619476775865</id><published>2006-09-20T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T11:42:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another trip...</title><content type='html'>These pictures were taken during my US trip this year. It was actually a business trip so I didnt really snap everything that I came across. I am a professional mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/la1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/400/la1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disneyland, LA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They said it's the happiest place on earth but I tell you I took 2 hours to w&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;alk there since the map lied to me. hehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/la2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/400/la2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beverly Hills, CA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/la3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/400/la3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hollywood - Downtown&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I flipped when I saw the signage - VIRGIN MEGASTORE.  hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/la5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/400/la5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kodak Theatre, LA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, this is where all those award ceremonies took place. Yeah, I feel like a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  walking to the office this morning and I was just thinking which path would be more pathetic:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to find someone and feel that the search is over, or&lt;br /&gt;2. to continously hoping and looking for that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115874619476775865?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115874619476775865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115874619476775865&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115874619476775865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115874619476775865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-trip.html' title='Another trip...'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115864994230928942</id><published>2006-09-19T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:04:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 things you might not want to know about me</title><content type='html'>1. I like coffee and cream.&lt;br /&gt;2. I sing when I take shower.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to travel the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;4. I still need a trip from LA to NYC to close my 'round-the-world'.&lt;br /&gt;5. I do not hate my job though it's pretty boring at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love the sea and the waves rushing to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;7. I learn to swim at the age of 31, and I swim like a cat being thrown into the water&lt;br /&gt;8. If I got to choose my career again, I want to be an architect.&lt;br /&gt;9. I have a flair for creativity and good at it.&lt;br /&gt;10. My friends call me cheeky&lt;br /&gt;11. I like to make people laugh, laughing makes me high.&lt;br /&gt;12. I like the rain and the glommy weather.&lt;br /&gt;13. I have a dog now, and it's a big responsibility for me.&lt;br /&gt;14. I am always on time.&lt;br /&gt;15. I like to settle everything as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;16. I can be a perfectionist sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;17. I like the retro 70's.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love cultures and legends.&lt;br /&gt;19. I love Europe, all of it.&lt;br /&gt;20. I plan to settle in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;21. I am a walking contradiction sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;22. I like photography, capturing that special moment.&lt;br /&gt;23. I dream to have a bistro / restaurant when I retire.&lt;br /&gt;24. I plan to retire by 45.&lt;br /&gt;25. I should really be working toward that goal.&lt;br /&gt;26. I like colors and gemstones, my favorite being torquise.&lt;br /&gt;27. I have high expectations of people sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;28. I like to read but don't have a lot of time to finish all the books I bought.&lt;br /&gt;29. I like languages but am terrible in speaking a new language&lt;br /&gt;30. I am in dire need of new excitements in my life.&lt;br /&gt;31. I like the summer least.&lt;br /&gt;32. I am a pretty straight forward person.&lt;br /&gt;33. I am a movie addict and I can watch 3 movies in a row.&lt;br /&gt;34. I never let people see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;35. I am very good in talking and yes, I can be really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;36. I believe in doing good.&lt;br /&gt;37. I treasure all my friends - good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;38. I love advertisements.&lt;br /&gt;39. I went skiing and pratically fall down every 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;40. I love the snow and the cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;41. I always give people the second chance.&lt;br /&gt;42. The first time it snowed, I told myself - 'today's a perfect day to die'&lt;br /&gt;43. I love spaghetti carbonara and the best one that I had was in Limone.&lt;br /&gt;44. Due to influences from my uncle, I do not like number 4.&lt;br /&gt;45. As a child, I would not move when I sleep, hoping no ghost would disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;46. I love classical music.&lt;br /&gt;47. I will die for love&lt;br /&gt;48. I always keep try to keep things to myself.&lt;br /&gt;49. I love watches&lt;br /&gt;50. I can cook very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115864994230928942?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115864994230928942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115864994230928942&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115864994230928942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115864994230928942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/50-things-you-might-not-want-to-know.html' title='50 things you might not want to know about me'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115805576885016053</id><published>2006-09-12T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:12:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last weekend, I went for a movie - 'Snake in the  plane'. I personally find it exciting and interesting but a friend of mine, said  that it is a waste of her money to watch that horrible, snake biting horror  movie. But, GY, --&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Hello, you were hiding your face  behind your paws for goodness sake" Sometimes, I love going to horror movies  with my galfriends, they are so funny.. and it's damn funny to see them react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Few days ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My friend's birthday was a few days ago, so, I  brought him and his wife for a treat and present him with a PS2 gun which he has  been scouting around. Errr. He called me earlier to ask me how to fix the thing.  LOL Wanna kill people but dont know how to use the gun? So I might drop by  tonight to set it up for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I took yesterday off to settle a few things. First,  the signature for my checking account. Gosh, when they took out the sample for  my previous signature, I was shocked because it is so different as to what I am  signing now. Evolution I guess. A friend however told me that he has not changed  his signature since high school though. Went out with a friend for lunch, hmm it  was nice meeting up with him after reconnecting back with him lately. At a  personal note, I am intrigued. Gosh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I bought myself a silver bracelet yesterday at  distributor's price when I helped to pick up stuff for my uncle. Hmm Actually I  am already wearing another one which never leaves my wrist for the past 6 years.  Now I have two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Puffy is doing alright. Beside running around the  house as if he is the king of the jungle, he is the most adorable puppy you ever  come across. He is now newspaper trained for 'faite kaka' (french for poo poo),  he still pees around the house sometimes. I think he is going to be a french  shih-tzu since I am talking to him in french. Having him has been a pleasure and  yes I am trying to control my temper and be more patients day to day. I am doing  just fine. My dad and mum will call me up sometimes and ask how is he and they  will always say - Puffy is a little dog, be kind to him. Mum, I am.... just that  sometimes I am way too impatient but I am not an abuser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am teaching him - "Bonjour, toute le monde, Je  m'appelle Puffy, J'ai trois mois ans et mon ami est ca va pas la tete"  (Translated - Hello everyone, I am Puffy, I am three months old and my friend  (me) is crazy) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I really think I am crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: more pictures coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115805576885016053?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115805576885016053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115805576885016053&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115805576885016053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115805576885016053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/happenings.html' title='happenings'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115778421294147116</id><published>2006-09-10T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:14:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversaire</title><content type='html'>Yesterday officially marked my 1 year my exodus back to KL from Europe. I still miss and love Europe as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this special occasion, I shall upload some pictures which was taken throughout last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Field of Poppy flowers at the junction to &lt;a href="www.mairiedefayence.com"&gt;Fayence&lt;/a&gt;, Var.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Rolling hills of Lavenders at Alpes des Haute Provence, Near to Lac du St. Croix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Entrance to &lt;a href="www.visitmonaco.com"&gt;Monte Carlo Casino, Monaco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: A small ville which I had forgotten the name, on my way to &lt;a href="www.lourdes-france.com"&gt;Lourdes &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: From the window of my hotel, Lourdes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Notre Dame de &lt;a href="www.lourdes-france.com"&gt;Lourdes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;a href="http://www.provenceweb.fr/e/alaupro/moustier/moustier.htm"&gt;Moustiers Sainte Marie, Alpes de Haute Provence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f7.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f7.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Haute Pyrenne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyrenees"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f8.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f8.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f8.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: The bell tower at the ville of &lt;a href="www.calian.com"&gt;Callian&lt;/a&gt;, Var&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f9.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f9.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f9.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: A field just across where I stayed at &lt;a href="www.calian.com"&gt;Callian&lt;/a&gt;, Vars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Christmas time, Rue d'antibes, Cannes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cannes-on-line.com/Anglais/uneuk.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f19.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Dawn over Mediterrenean Sea, view from the apartment, La Bocca, Cannes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cannes-on-line.com/Anglais/uneuk.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Reflection of &lt;a href="www.tour-eiffel.fr"&gt;Tour Eiffel&lt;/a&gt;, Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;a href="www.louvre.fr"&gt;Musée du Louvres&lt;/a&gt;, Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f18.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f18.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;a href="www.sacre-coeur-montmartre.com"&gt;Basilica du Sacre Coeur&lt;/a&gt;, Montmarte, Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: My first skiing trip, &lt;a href="www.limone.com"&gt;Limone&lt;/a&gt;, Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Spring,  &lt;a href="www.nycvisit.com"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/f10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/f10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Dusk from the balcony, my hometown in Sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coming up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115778421294147116?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115778421294147116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115778421294147116&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115778421294147116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115778421294147116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/09/anniversaire.html' title='Anniversaire'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115648867182077640</id><published>2006-08-25T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:51:11.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Un-malaysian are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com"&gt;Kennysia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations Ca va pas la tete, you are 58% not Malaysian. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That means you're as Malaysian as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kennysia.com/images/photos/20060824-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="300" width="279" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Guy Sebastian !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/08/how_unmalaysian.php"&gt;How Un-Malaysian Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115648867182077640?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115648867182077640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115648867182077640&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115648867182077640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115648867182077640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-un-malaysian-are-you.html' title='How Un-malaysian are you?'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115632933154476042</id><published>2006-08-23T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:09:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random blogging</title><content type='html'>These are some of the happening in my life the last few weeks or so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Building an online store for my company and I am doing all the updating and this involves a lot of work (getting the pictures, the info, the payment getway, the logo, etc etc). No joke ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Busy with the coming gadgets fair in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My new puppy. I am naming him Eiffel. (read - A-fe like the french) Sometimes I wanna &lt;strike&gt;slap&lt;/strike&gt; love him more because after I clean him up and just about to put him down, he pee again.  Of course, I know I know.. he is just a puppy and I should be loving tender care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My cousin is in town and he can be the most funny kid and also the most annoying kid too. When he wants to play, there is no stopping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Trying hard to close a deal for my company but I feel I am caught in between my bosses and the supplier. Both dont want to give way and I really feel like tell my boss 'Look, this is what they are offering, take it or leave it'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: I have talked over the deal with my wife &lt;strike&gt;in the bed&lt;/strike&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;Moi: *Grin* Ok, what is the verdict?&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Let them 'samkap' a little. Let them wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Ok. But boss, they are also having talks with some other interested parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: But, at the rate they are doing this, I think they just want to clear stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: You just keep quiet for now. Wait till I come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Ok boss, if you say so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: Alright, that's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: Bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I was sick the last few days, not very serious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am dreaming about my europe. Reading some of the fellow bloggers blogging about the cold weather in Melbourne, or their wish to see snow... just make me depressed slightly thinking, "when will that day arrive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A parcel which I send to my friend in Spain has been returned to me. It was a birthday gift and now he dont have my present this year? I am sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Taiki, Happy birthday and I wish you as many happinees as the fireflies that light the night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Remember the cirpy manager that my friend wanted to introduce to me? Apparently he is attached now but when I said hi to him over yahoochat. He still have the guts to ask me when are we hooking up? "brother, no thanks.. I am not interested" Phew... some people are just so easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have two new colleagues in the office. One is the accountant and another the assistant accountant. It's funny to see the two new character. The assistant is very sporty and sporting and the way she dressed is like she is going to a party or a singing competition. Way too flambouyant. It's either very beady or shimerring gold or like going to the beach club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My friend asked me if I want to go to Bali for a luxury holiday. Errr I am slightly broke and also I need to save for the moving to the new house. I have not figured how do I want to decorate the place - Renaissance, balinese, or 'elegance in simplicity '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I have so many photos which I have yet to put up to my blog.  heheh excuse-moi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Been reading some new blogs which I feel these writers are pretty interesting and I definitely am looking forward to chat with them online, sometimes and perhaps one day a meetup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. time to go home. I am heading to 1 U for a movie tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115632933154476042?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115632933154476042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115632933154476042&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115632933154476042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115632933154476042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-blogging.html' title='Random blogging'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115500625812449539</id><published>2006-08-08T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T11:04:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATR</title><content type='html'>I am back to work and KL. Bangkok was cool and really nice. Food was superb and people are charming. Yum yum. Didnt taste anyone though. Was too busy with the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received this through the mail. It's a good laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a flight to Singapore, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had always been occupied. The flight attendant noticed his predicament. Sir, she said "You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch. Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP, and a red one labeled ATR. Who would know if he touched them? He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things like this. Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure. When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew would be supreme ecstasy. Next thing he knew he was in a hospital as he opened his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nurse was staring down at him with a smile on her face. "What happened?" he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You pushed one too many buttons," replied the nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The last button marked ATR was an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your balls are in the bucket under the bed"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115500625812449539?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115500625812449539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115500625812449539&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115500625812449539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115500625812449539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/08/atr.html' title='ATR'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997541.post-115418032179846325</id><published>2006-07-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:40:31.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madly in love</title><content type='html'>I am deeply madly in love.. yes you read me correctly. I am in love with him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is 6 weeks old and I have yet to christian him yet. He is now slowly getting to respond to voices now. So I got to find a name real soon. I am thinking eiffel. [read e-fie, like the french]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/25072006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/25072006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/1600/17072006%20%282%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4247/1628/320/17072006%20%282%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: So cute, so cute...&lt;br /&gt;Moi: yes, cutie cute...&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Just like the owner...&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Sis: I mean his size, the fat face and also the small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Moi: *slap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, after sending the picture to a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scotty: Wah... it he yours?&lt;br /&gt;Moi: yes, my new love....&lt;br /&gt;Scotty: So cute. Next time you come out, you got to bring him.&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Sure sure...&lt;br /&gt;Scotty: I wanna hug him.... so cute...&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Make sure you treat the owner as good as you treat the puppy.&lt;br /&gt;Scotty: Bye....&lt;br /&gt;Moi: *slap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I really shouldn't be getting anything or anyone more cute than me from now on... Argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go back to work now, it's 9.30 pm and I have yet to finish my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997541-115418032179846325?l=metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/115418032179846325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997541&amp;postID=115418032179846325&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115418032179846325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997541/posts/default/115418032179846325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalkprettyeveryday.blogspot.com/2006/07/madly-in-love.html' title='Madly in love'/><author><name>ça va pas la tête</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09449561148469947750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16491035277969533736'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry></feed>