<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915</id><updated>2012-01-31T08:22:45.992+08:00</updated><category term='my love story'/><title type='text'>~T  i  f  f  a  n  y  k  i  t~</title><subtitle type='html'>MY WORLD, MY LIFE, MY EGO</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3164124334898652892</id><published>2011-07-19T06:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T06:42:56.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog is DEAD</title><content type='html'>GOODBYE EVERYONE!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3164124334898652892?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3164124334898652892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3164124334898652892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3164124334898652892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3164124334898652892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-blog-is-dead.html' title='My Blog is DEAD'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1023591871568878690</id><published>2011-04-08T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:03:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not me</title><content type='html'>Feels at least a bit happy as I get to be closer with my colleagues and they even persuade me to join their team building, just like some sort of trips for ice breaking. I'm still considering because I knew I won't work this job for too long so if my relationship with them getting closer and closer, I feel sad to leave the company too. The people there is very nice and friendly but I just don't like that job scope. Somehow, I chat alot with Dickson today and realize that he is actually quite a nice guy. Feels happy to know him as friend. Still, I'm always thinking about that incident and not concentrating when talking on the phone with customers too. Don't know why I feel I'm like so not myself anymore. I became very suspective nowadays and the self esteem on me is very low too. Although everything is settle but the hurt in me is still not recover yet. I seriously hate this feeling so much and here I'm emo again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1023591871568878690?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1023591871568878690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1023591871568878690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1023591871568878690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1023591871568878690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-not-me.html' title='I am not me'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3121007289132808422</id><published>2011-04-06T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:14:29.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alone</title><content type='html'>I'm very very very emo now. Why things aren't just going smooth like how it suppose to be- love, friends, job and money?? Why everything and everyone seems to like bullying me?? And how come I emo and I seriously don't know who to talk with and who to find?? I feel like I have been ditched by the whole world. Someone who I trusted him most and as long as he is there for me, regardless of anything that happen to me I will feel at least a warmth in my heart. I will think the God is fair enough for sending you to me but I think he is being so unfair now that he is taking everything from me. Even if its you, you will betray me and leave me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3121007289132808422?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3121007289132808422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3121007289132808422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3121007289132808422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3121007289132808422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-alone.html' title='I&apos;m alone'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6220814530102866990</id><published>2011-03-26T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:01:21.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCB</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to those emo love songs and it makes me emo too. Miss you finally by Trademark is one of my favourite song and even I listen to it repeated times, it doesn't seems to be bored at all. I wondered if anyone heard a song named 爱情故事 by 孙耀威. That is one of my favourite songs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was my 1st week training for the personal loan in Standard Chartered Bank (SCB) so next Monday will be my 1st day of work. I'm not nervous at all but maybe feel a little stress as it is telesales work which means each of us will be given a target and if we can't hit it, commission burnt. I really wish I'm an actual degree holder now so I can find a permanent job working as HR people instead of stressed in working sales. But actually, the thing that stress me most is still the remaining subject of SHRM. I'm feeling scared too as I did not attend Dr. Ang's classes because of the telesales work but no choice, I need to earn money to US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've got the US visa so it's confirm I'm going to US on 25th of June. It's actually very lucky for me to get the visa because alot of people who went to the interview on the day itself got rejected =) Supposingly our relationship will be quite lovey dovey because we could be able to meet each other in another 3 months time but it seems to turn in another way around. Most of the time, we quarrelled and I feel lack of love and caring from him too. I feel not appreciated too like I did my best to get the US visa and go work too to earn money to US but all I feel from you is just an inconsiderate gf who disturb you when you playing dota, partying and sleeping. Sometimes I feel I don't even worth a penny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6220814530102866990?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6220814530102866990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6220814530102866990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6220814530102866990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6220814530102866990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/03/scb.html' title='SCB'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-995318359750157592</id><published>2011-03-16T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:40:56.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Project</title><content type='html'>FINALLY, I got my grade for graduation project. It is C+. I'm happy with the grade because I always thought I didn't do well for thesis and not like other students; every week they will meet their supervisors and asked for instructions on how to do their thesis but for me, I think I met my supervisor a few times only. My supervisor Dr. Ang is a super strict lecturer and damn stingy with marks so that's why I'm really happy even I just got C+ for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Dr. Ang for being mercy to me and I hope you won't fail my SHRM also. Pleaseeeeee. Another person I need to thank to is Michelle. Thanks for helping me to report my case to relevant parties and also made requests to have my results be amended to the Exam Centre. Thanks again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit relax as I don't need to worry about the grades for my graduation project so now, it left the US visa application and also SHRM finals for me to worry only. Bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-995318359750157592?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/995318359750157592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=995318359750157592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/995318359750157592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/995318359750157592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/03/graduation-project.html' title='Graduation Project'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-568850939246095819</id><published>2011-03-14T13:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:09:57.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates 2</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, we girls went to The Hill intend to celebrate Ban's and Bobo's birthday. The place was just fantastic with nice scenery, nice food but average service. Overall, all of us are satisfied with the place and the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583807049748581266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_m-MUJmlnM/TX2q7W6WC5I/AAAAAAAABFc/_IxEl0Np1p4/s320/DSC00724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583807058955434530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BQj3M3Vl7sE/TX2q75NbeiI/AAAAAAAABFs/NTisG68NANM/s320/DSC00733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583807054267942082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9mmQOxsKm8/TX2q7nv2BMI/AAAAAAAABFk/Wp-xOYeSrq0/s320/DSC00731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583807062406369730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wGMNy5D9Bs/TX2q8GEMkcI/AAAAAAAABF0/8HEGGmTMYGk/s320/DSC00735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope both of you really enjoy and once again happy belated birthday to you both!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've made an appointment for my US visa on 23rd of March and feel kinda anxious for it. Going to US is what I dream for most of the time and most important is I can meet my darling if I'm able to pass the visa application. But after seeing the disaster that happened to Japan, I'm quite afraid to go US as it seems like going to be the end of the world . The volcano in US (don't know which part) started to be active again, rumours saying that there will be moonquake on 19th of March because that is the day when the earth and the moon get to be nearest and don't know why it will relates to gravity and lead to disaster also. The earthquake + tsunami ruin the nuklear system of Japan so it will release those radioactive and pollute the air and still got lots and lots of rumours. In conclusion, staying in Malaysia should counted as the safest and if its really the end of the world, I wanna stay with my daddy and mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that &lt;strong&gt;FUCK HELP UNIVERSITY COLLEGE&lt;/strong&gt; because until now, I still haven't get the grades for my thesis. The business department people said I will get my results in one or two weeks time but its already 3 weeks plus from now. Fuck la... I don't understand why it need to take so long for you idiots to give me my grade. Note: most important thing is, &lt;strong&gt;YOU JUST BETTER DON'T FAIL ME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing I need to update myself is I've interview in Standard Chartered bank as personal loaner. Athough everything is not confirm yet but my friend said the possibility of them hired me and Mun Ling is quite high and if everything goes smooth, we will start our work on 21st of March. My resolution is to earn alot alot alot of money to US and may my visa be blessed that I'm able to pass it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-568850939246095819?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/568850939246095819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=568850939246095819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/568850939246095819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/568850939246095819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/03/updates-2.html' title='updates 2'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_m-MUJmlnM/TX2q7W6WC5I/AAAAAAAABFc/_IxEl0Np1p4/s72-c/DSC00724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7956334321335503751</id><published>2011-03-14T13:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:35:54.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For 1 month plus I never update my blog already but I guess is something not surprise at all because I'm just a person who is really lazy to touch my blog nor update my latest news to all. Hmmm.... Where should I begin?? Maybe just have a look of the photos first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Feast with the Kung and Yap Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Kung and Uncle Danny are my dad's best friends and I've known Uncle Kung's daughters since when I'm 7 years old. We use to hang out with each other every week in either my house or her house to chit chat, gambling, watching horror movies together and also travel around but when time flies, each of us are busy with our works and studies and it's been quite some time we never meet each other already. Glad to meet them on that day =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798491479160114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMdeaH5-6do/TX2jJM36NTI/AAAAAAAABEM/LP6UFAm37Yc/s320/DSC00679.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gordeok and lobster sashimi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798496140875170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szhUtz1zopw/TX2jJePWVaI/AAAAAAAABEU/Ro-bHZrI1yQ/s320/DSC00680.JPG" /&gt; The lobster &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798498914406802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTXJYKhwL-8/TX2jJoknEZI/AAAAAAAABEc/SQOx6VV0mBI/s320/DSC00683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mantis prawn (Lai liu ha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798501314582354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRqQu4WXGPI/TX2jJxg211I/AAAAAAAABEk/_DCFetU6tbY/s320/DSC00684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798505794593218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUWyknBHpMA/TX2jKCM-YcI/AAAAAAAABEs/msvQ-3Oa5Ps/s320/DSC00688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The snail.. this is my favourite among all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583801199913230178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjcZ7m4qBsA/TX2lm2k6X2I/AAAAAAAABE0/mgHYCEqWgfE/s320/DSC00690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583801205853621458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxeRfltxi-Y/TX2lnMtNjNI/AAAAAAAABE8/MODqE2PPBxc/s320/DSC00695.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spider Crab.. this crab costs rm750 and I think its not worth at all. Maybe because I'm not a crab lover so I find it normal and not as special as I expect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583801207675344754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQPPqiGYLdY/TX2lnTfi13I/AAAAAAAABFE/kwLL0IFSCh0/s320/DSC00696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lobster fried rice: one of my favourite too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583801212422575282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRUdiE0P7KY/TX2lnlLX1LI/AAAAAAAABFM/BCy4N1LypwE/s320/DSC00686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Auntie Kung, Mum and Auntie Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583801223698046226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TalUWwddFmM/TX2loPLp3RI/AAAAAAAABFU/2OmT9OmsHK4/s320/DSC00700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 of us =)&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/8641977550169495915-7956334321335503751?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7956334321335503751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7956334321335503751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7956334321335503751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7956334321335503751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-1-month-plus-i-never-update-my-blog.html' title='updates 1'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMdeaH5-6do/TX2jJM36NTI/AAAAAAAABEM/LP6UFAm37Yc/s72-c/DSC00679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2760679462247447103</id><published>2011-02-07T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:03:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring CNY</title><content type='html'>This year's CNY is totally boring and I've got no CNY feel at all except for mum and dad never rush me home when its too late because its CNY. I think if Eeyang is here, my CNY will be more happening because he will bring me together with him wherever he is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chor 2 should be counted as the happiest day of CNY because I hang out with Chi Han. Rong Fu and friends. Chi Han is working in Singapore so it's been ages that I never meet him already. It's quite a surprise when I saw him turned up when Rong Fu said he is coming to my house to bai nian. Then later at night I meet up with my Surian gang for gambling and won RM200++.... HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, my brother brought me for dinner along with his Surian friends. We ate Korean food again. Sometimes I feel quite sweet of my brother because he knew I love Korean food so that's why he asked me wanna follow him together or not. Some siblings they will rather have fun with their own friends instead of bringing their sister or brother along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2760679462247447103?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2760679462247447103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2760679462247447103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2760679462247447103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2760679462247447103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/02/boring-cny.html' title='Boring CNY'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6949737255681723884</id><published>2011-02-01T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:12:02.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sleeping soundly just now until my hp rings and pop out with a Malay guy speaking to me on the phone asking: "You Lee Kit Yee ke?? Ku hantar bunga punya, boleh buka pintu??" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stunned for a while at my bed thinking what bunga, then only I realize it might be flowers delivery from my darling. So I went out to open the door and saw a lovely bouquet of white roses with 24 stalks in it and also a pair of cutie bears. That's so sweet of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566479241213234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TUeFtZdR9TI/AAAAAAAABD4/ehdQ1ikXsBk/s320/DSC00646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566471874696546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TUeFs-A91WI/AAAAAAAABDw/vF-XEuzjuXA/s320/DSC00644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566457188987810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TUeFsHTns6I/AAAAAAAABDg/zYcnp0iB5EI/s320/DSC00642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 2 YEARS ANNIVERSARY DARLING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6949737255681723884?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6949737255681723884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6949737255681723884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6949737255681723884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6949737255681723884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-sleeping-soundly-just-now-until-my.html' title=''/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TUeFtZdR9TI/AAAAAAAABD4/ehdQ1ikXsBk/s72-c/DSC00646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8622605424021157718</id><published>2011-02-01T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T04:46:56.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 years anniversary</title><content type='html'>Announcement made: 1st of February 2011, with love; it's the 2nd year anniversary between me and Mr. Chow Ee Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Mr. Chow Ee Yang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to inform you that I have fallen in love with you since 01-02-2009. With reference on the date of 01-02-2011 which means today, I declare you the most honorable present is that I would present myself as a prospective lover to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours affectionately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lee Kit Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sweet?? Something I wish to tell you is that I've never been so certain of anything in my life until when I am with you. You have changed my internality in life and I feel grateful for that. I never thought that someone could love me like you do, but guess what? I love you that much too... hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://apps.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=2892282&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1&amp;amp;invitationToken="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=2892282&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1&amp;invitationToken=" width="420" height="312" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8622605424021157718?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8622605424021157718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8622605424021157718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8622605424021157718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8622605424021157718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-2-years-anniversary.html' title='Happy 2 years anniversary'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2081024404228375299</id><published>2011-01-30T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:31:34.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me what should I work???</title><content type='html'>I don't like the feeling of slacking around like you don't even have a target of what to do or a goal achievement for you to achieve. My situation is like this which I suppose to graduate by this semester but too bad I got AE (Additional Exam) for 2 subjects which means I failed the finals and need to retake only the finals so I'm counted as in holidays for few months while waiting for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Within this period, it is unnecessary for me to attend class when I can self study on my own so that's why I'm looking for a job. But the most inconvenient part for me to look for a job is that I don't have an actual degree cert. Without an actual degree cert, what can I do? Yeah... internship maybe but I need to earn money to go to US so internship is definitely out. I got routes to work as personal loaner too but transport is a problem to me because mum might need the car in the morning and she will surely scold me for rejecting my dad's offer when he said he wanna buy a car for me. Not I don't want a car now but I will be going to US for like 2 months so the car will be abandoned when I'm in US and is quite a burden to me when I need to afford a car now. Sighhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun Ling offered me a job to be waitress at a sports cafe. Salary offered seriously is not too bad and the working time is from 4-12am. I can use the car during evening and mum can use the car in the morning and afternoon so transport problem is settled and at least I got a job for temporary better than I stayed at home and do nothing now but come to think of it, I'm a degree student but working as a waitress? Aren't I'm suppose to look for jobs which could do me benefits in future rather than working as a waitress? I really want to work in an office doing my HR work but which firm would employ an employee without a degree cert besides internship?? Big sighhhhhhh again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I missed those days when we are still studying without have to think of the future or think of what job u need to work for in future. After exam, we will hell scream "YAHOOO exam finished... where we gonna celebrate it?? Or which clubs are we heading to tonight?". We will come out with alot of plans on where to have fun or travel around. This is the first time I feel so stress after finishing exam =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2081024404228375299?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2081024404228375299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2081024404228375299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2081024404228375299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2081024404228375299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/tell-me-what-should-i-work.html' title='tell me what should I work???'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8639155864700307278</id><published>2011-01-28T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T03:37:10.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shaolin Temple</title><content type='html'>Went for movie with my family today and we watch this "New Shaolin Temple" movie which starring by Andy Lau, Wu Jing, Nicholas Tse and Jacky Chan. The moral of the story is quite meaningful which teach us people that we will regret one day if we are being evil and show no mercy to our friends or dearest. I rate this movie as average, not really that exciting but its not too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before to movie, my dad and mum went to Isetan to see whether is there any suitable clothes for my dad while brother and I went to Jusco because my brother got RM250 Jusco cash voucher from his company. He bought some t-shirts and socks for only 80 cents and I bought a pair of high heels again for only RM7.90 after deduct the cash vouchers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this weird dream yesterday and in the dream, darling had affairs with another girl and we had a big argument. After that, it turns to another scenery and I'm in some sort of pasar malam with my ex beside me holding my hand. I feel so uneasy with it so I unloose his hand and look for my phone to call my darling but unfortunately, my phone left at somewhere else. At this time, I saw my another friend there and ask her to look for my hp with me so, my ex fetch us to the place where I lost my phone and at last I found my phone. Then my ex fetch us back to that pasar malam and he is holding my hand again in the car. Once he park his car, I saw Ve and Miechelle already and I was so surprise and ask why are they here? Then Ve suddenly said, "Thank you Chow Ee Yang" and I saw darling. I quickly open the door and ran out to hug him. The feeling was so wonderful and amazing from the moment I hug him which I can still feel it even when I woke up from my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share this feeling inside my blog because friends may feel bored if I share such things to them. It also make me realize like no one could ever replace such feeling to me besides him &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8639155864700307278?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8639155864700307278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8639155864700307278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8639155864700307278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8639155864700307278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-shaolin-temple.html' title='New Shaolin Temple'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1434473203912937037</id><published>2011-01-26T04:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T04:43:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Eeyang Chow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just done with my new blog design. I've changed the background template and the font of my post. Thanks to blogger as it comes out with alot of different types of fonts for me to choose, something different I could said and I think my font is quite cute. Quite satisfied with my new blog design especially the font used and hope my beloved darling won't complain of my blog design being too dull or not creative or not nice.... Hmph!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just received the CNY hamper from Eeyang which he ordered it via online and delivered it to my house. My whole family including me were quite surprised when we received the hamper and I think my parents are quite happy too because they couldn't imagine that my bf has such a heart to greet them happy chinese new year. Note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TO: LEE KIT YEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blessing Lee's family with a prosperous and healthy new years. Gong Hei Fat Choy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FROM: EEYANG CHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me falling deeply in love to him. I love you Chow Ee Yang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566224267659553058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT8zevYBqSI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/v19Sl69eLG0/s320/DSC00615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566224286898555810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT8zf3C9i6I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/lsDJvQ7Holo/s320/DSC00617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The lovely wrapped hamper. Happy Chinese New Year everyone!!&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/8641977550169495915-1434473203912937037?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1434473203912937037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1434473203912937037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1434473203912937037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1434473203912937037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-eeyang-chow.html' title='I Love Eeyang Chow'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT8zevYBqSI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/v19Sl69eLG0/s72-c/DSC00615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4431181808343528338</id><published>2011-01-24T02:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:51:11.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A??</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm being soft-hearted again this time. Sometimes I really don't know what kind of person am I. I always thought I'm a person who could stay firm with my own decision or thinking but seems like it is wrong and it happens to fail every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 or 2 months ago, this MR. A really did something which piss me off well and I knew it clearly that he has changed. He is not the Mr A which I knew last time so I told myself just screw him and don fucking care of something or someone which doesn't related to you. Afterall, is not my business at all so who cares of whatever that could happen to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, there is a conversation between me and his friend and I ask how is him? His friend told me there are alot of things happened which he is inconvenient to tell me now. I started to think of what has happened to him? How does he looks like now? Is he still alright after all shits that happened? Suddenly I feel kind of heartache on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to text him in fb to ask how is him but feel awkward to do so as I stay so firm in my own way of thinking in the last incident so, I guess I'm the kind of person who lets emotions control me instead of me controlling it. Therefore, I only can stay firm in my decision when I'm in rage.... arghhhhh, I don't like it but come to think of that incident again: I still think he is unforgivable but I still would like to know how is him now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. that's the end of Mr A and now, I think is time to change the wallpaper and create a new decoration for my blog since I'm free now. But wait.... the saddest thing is that I still need to clean and tidy the stuffs in my room first =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eikksss... I think I forget to update the ulcer in my eye there. I got a big ulcer in my eye but not right straight to the eye ball. It is below the eyeball whereby when you pull your eyelid down, there's some red red nerves on it. Yup... its just right there. My eye is swollen because of the ulcer just like got a punch from nowhere and because of that I can't wear contact lens or make up until it recovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that, I just had a simple layer haircut and dye my hair to ash brown colour. Not too bright and not too dark, just suitable for me perhaps? No camwhore for me... because I look freaking ugly with just my specs =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4431181808343528338?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4431181808343528338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4431181808343528338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4431181808343528338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4431181808343528338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='A??'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1757599308405406188</id><published>2011-01-15T23:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:27:35.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da On Pavilion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehe!! Went to Pavilion for dinner with my brother.. love him so much for taking me out eating Korean food again. I'm just craving for Korean food nowadays especially beef. Maybe that's because I just finish watching a Korean drama named My gf is Gumiho. Awww.... I love that drama so much and kept repeating it even I've finished watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this place "Da On" is not value for money at all. Our total bill is RM143.85 which I think is quite expensive for 2 person as Daorae is just RM160++ for three person and that time we ordered 3 kinds of meat somemore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just 6 side dishes given in this Da On restaurant and normally other Korean restaurant will provide at least 8-9 dishes. My brother ordered some kind of stone pot rice where the taste of it is just average and I ordered a beef spare ribs soup served with rice. Darn... there are only 3 beef ribs in the soup and the soup is tasteless. Just like plain hot water but putting some beef ribs inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing which I'm most satisfied with this restaurant is the charboiled marinated beef sirloin. That is really delicious and two thumbs up for that. Before that, my brother already gave me RM150 as extra money to buy clothes for CNY and he even bought a pair of high heels for me and now, he treated me Korean food again. Hmmm... really love him so much and lucky to have him as my brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTOS OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562446055008549506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHHN0cOuoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QbgDKbD_sas/s320/DSC00586.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Camwhoring in G2000 when brother trying the clothes in the changing room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562446058693763026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHHOCK2n9I/AAAAAAAAA9g/hBPRnSP0SGc/s320/DSC00587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562446073952638290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHHO7A2lVI/AAAAAAAAA9w/r2nk3nmylkg/s320/DSC00588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like this photo most out of so many I cam but the feeling of this pic is so not like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562446082719045346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHHPbq7VuI/AAAAAAAAA94/X4mOyybyNOs/s320/DSC00599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charcoal start burning for my beef &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562449294120690690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHKKXEvpAI/AAAAAAAAA-4/U4G9AMdY1Cw/s320/DSC00600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562448077585285586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHJDjIGgdI/AAAAAAAAA-I/S9cnYOkd2rs/s320/DSC00608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my love..mmmm... look at its fresh red meat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562448086952682290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHJEGBdozI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/kZCsPihLEDM/s320/DSC00611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Almost done and ready to be eaten&gt;&gt; yummy yummy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562448094434252194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHJEh5NVaI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/c7DAPUp6b7A/s320/DSC00612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Only 6 side dishes... SO STINGY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562448100142320594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHJE3KHi9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/6IbFA9K1qyg/s320/DSC00613.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Da On Pavilion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562449276653546754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHKJWAQLQI/AAAAAAAAA-o/9MLlBeUg6JM/s320/DSC00603.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Camwhore again after the meal. Hmmm..... I wish to cut my hair, it looks so ugly and I'm feeling kind of low self esteem when walking Pavilion. Other girls' hair look so fashioned while mine is so ugly =( After my exam, I will definitely do myself a nice haircut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562449285463311730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHKJ20qhXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/NXgf6rk7KEY/s320/DSC00606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562448070683500690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHJDJaloJI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zFzYkk0aTS0/s320/DSC00600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again... thanks to Mr. Lee Wei Hau =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1757599308405406188?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1757599308405406188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1757599308405406188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1757599308405406188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1757599308405406188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/da-on-pavilion.html' title='Da On Pavilion'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TTHHN0cOuoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QbgDKbD_sas/s72-c/DSC00586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7552339401178843714</id><published>2011-01-15T05:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:02:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless of me</title><content type='html'>Went shopping with VE today.. bought a carlo rino's wristlet as is more convenient to clubbing plus I don't have any wristlet, bought 2 pieces of clothings for CNY, a clincher and skin care from Etude House. The salesgirl recommended me this conteur eye which have the effects on moisturizing, prevent from wrinkles and enlightened dark circles. She said is more effective than those anti dark circles essense and its only RM100 after discount so no harm trying and I bought make up base too. Simm is right that skin care and cosmetic products' money is a must to invest and could not save just because you think is unnecessary. I really hope that the conteur eye thingy works as my dark circles is getting more and more serious =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some unhappy things happened to Eeyang today and I feel sorry and useless for can't helping him or at least to make him feel better. I really feel I'm such a useless gf and my heart feel pain for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; to be your listener so that you could release everything out than stressing it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I wish to be a cell in your brain to know what are you thinking without have the need on you telling me on whats going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I seek to be a worm in your stomach to know what would you prefer me to do in such situation and in which way could I cheer you up upon seeing you being so upset but I can't do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I want to be part of your heart to share your happiness and unhappiness rather than you keeping everything on your own, refuse to tell out but have to pretend like nothing happen in order to not making me worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling even worried and useless when you are like that. Sighhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-7552339401178843714?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7552339401178843714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7552339401178843714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7552339401178843714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7552339401178843714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/useless-of-me.html' title='Useless of me'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1437281474087568386</id><published>2011-01-12T07:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T07:51:15.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm evil.. so?? like it??</title><content type='html'>The summarize conversation goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why do you like me? My brother said he miss his ex because he love the way on how she manja him.. So if so happen we break up, will you miss the way on how are now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Why? Why you wanna know if we really break up.. is like nothing to do with you also?? So if I miss you then you will be happy cause I miss you and I will be so sad la.... Why you so EVIL one??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTF?? THIS IS SOOO KANASAI... After the freaking 2 years we are together and I'm just evil to you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The pink is I'm being so sweet and the brown is you being so DULL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1437281474087568386?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1437281474087568386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1437281474087568386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1437281474087568386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1437281474087568386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-evil-so-like-it.html' title='I&apos;m evil.. so?? like it??'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7150741424040073870</id><published>2011-01-10T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:33:26.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LD?? just screw it</title><content type='html'>Is not surprise of everyone doubting on my relationship when I told them I'm in a long distance relationship with my bf. I'm kinda confident on my relationship actually. I really believe both of us could stay firm to each other but now, it seems like me myself is doubting on that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I already expect a very little from him.. is just what a normal or every gf would expect. I just want to be the first priority, hoping that he will miss me often, call me often and is eager to talk to me. I don't like him partying too often and I just want to have a proper conversation. Is that a really difficult task for a bf to do so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but happy today because I'm done with my thesis presentation and things go well. But when I want to have a proper conversation with my bf, he says he is sleepy and tomorrow is the 1st day of school. It turns my mood off dramastically. Yeah aight, normally when he goes partying he can stays up till 6-7am but waiting for me when its 2 something am, he feels sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not simply merajuk and I don't think I'm too over to have such expectations. The answer is just he didn't try to stand on my shoes to think and right, I'm not his first priority. He feels bored of accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it la then.... I should also social more and mix with more friends to fill up my time once after my exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-7150741424040073870?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7150741424040073870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7150741424040073870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7150741424040073870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7150741424040073870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2011/01/ld-just-screw-it.html' title='LD?? just screw it'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8678979363000150221</id><published>2010-12-24T04:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T04:24:17.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep sigh</title><content type='html'>Is Christmas Eve today but I think I'm not going anywhere. Went yamcha with bitch just now and she count for me that there's only 12 days left. Wow... I'm feeling the stress all over me now.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my lecturer DR. ANG ENG SIENG. Damn... she din even bother to supervise me at all and she is so stingy in marks. Honestly, I'm not afraid that I can't complete for the thesis. I'm just afraid that she will fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Mun Ling decided not to work for that job already. I'm glad that she knows how to think at last but there is still a gap between us. I don't know why I can't open my heart to her anymore and I can sense the same thing goes to her which that she is not opening her heart also. Screw it first... I really got no time to think about it. Darn... I feel so lazy to do that thesis now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. I got alot of pimples start coming out already *deep sigh*. By the way, I miss that stupid darling now. There is no internet connection in the place he stays so he can't online. I can't call him too often because he will feel inconvenient to talk to me also. Hmmm... Hate You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8678979363000150221?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8678979363000150221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8678979363000150221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8678979363000150221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8678979363000150221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/deep-sigh.html' title='deep sigh'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6249692254525243242</id><published>2010-12-23T04:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:02:24.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tong Zhi&gt;??</title><content type='html'>I'm quite good girl today on concentrating doing my thesis. I feel so stress as it is lack of time now. Due date is on 4th of January. Hmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very unhappy today also. Today is Tong Zhi Festival and the definition of this festival is for reunion and build stronger relationships within lovers and friends. But someone is being so fucked up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm emo again just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!! But seems like I blamed on the wrong person. He is not that fucked up only so I forgive him now. But still, I decided not to call him unless he ask me to do so.. Hmph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6249692254525243242?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6249692254525243242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6249692254525243242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6249692254525243242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6249692254525243242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/tong-zhi.html' title='Tong Zhi&gt;??'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3554017836226061675</id><published>2010-12-20T04:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T05:05:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Brother!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is my one and only brother's birthday today.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to you Mr. Lee Wei Hau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and may you be blessed with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy, love, happiness and being successful in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"&gt;I L O V E Y O U ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498139791688482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TQ5vo8ZNAyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/F907XwMCi6U/s320/DSC01146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Notes to you: Sorry for being bad temper to you these few days and thanks for being such a good brother to me. I'm glad that both of us don't really look like brother and sister but more to a friend who we can share our problems, happiness, sadness and being supportive to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again, I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3554017836226061675?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3554017836226061675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3554017836226061675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3554017836226061675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3554017836226061675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-to-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday to Brother!!'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TQ5vo8ZNAyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/F907XwMCi6U/s72-c/DSC01146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1940312336343186366</id><published>2010-12-20T04:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T04:44:13.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so-called productive</title><content type='html'>I thought I am productive today to do my thesis but end up after writing 1 paragraph and I login to facebook and to my blog again. =.=" Facebook demotivates me. I think I should somehow deactivate my account for 3 weeks but is difficult for me to do so because I like to see people's post and links..... hmmmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Darling is now on his way to airport and will be flying to Atlanta in 2 hours time. I miss him. Its already a habit of me to call him from the moment I wake up and talk to him on msn for few hours of my daily routine and problems; or even if both of us are not talking to each other when he doing his stuff and I'm doing mine but I still happy on seeing him online. The feeling is just like he is accompanying me. So, I will miss him alot when he is in other places because I can't possibly call him all the while and asking him to chat with me on msn. He should have fun with his friends and enjoy the trip. Is ok and fine for me because I love to see him being enjoy and happy with his trip also. Its a 3 weeks trip for him and he is bringing his laptop with him this time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went yamcha with my another bestie (Ah Fai) and I'm glad that he understands me and eventually supports me. So, I'm pretty sure I'm right for doing this. Hong called me just now and I choose not to pick up. I'm not sure what is he gonna tell me or talk to me but I'm not in a debate mood. I know is wrong for blaming him because its my friend's fault of doing so but, at this moment I just couldn't help myself with this attitude towards him now. Ok... maybe in future I will feel better with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. I'm quite active in my blog for these few days =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.. Toodles~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1940312336343186366?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1940312336343186366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1940312336343186366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1940312336343186366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1940312336343186366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-called-productive.html' title='so-called productive'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-976776058099400295</id><published>2010-12-19T05:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T05:42:24.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I move on</title><content type='html'>Suddenly woke up at 4am cause of nose bleeding and now there are stains of blood on my pyjamas =( I think maybe is because i drink less water. From the moment I woke up I felt dehydrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of she just now that we settle our problems but the feeling is still kind of weird even if its just a dream. This issue just arouse me for every single moment when I'm not doing anything. I've been thinking this issue everytime when i wake up or before i sleep. I'm stubborn I guess. I don't want to repeat the same thing like after I forgive or settle her problem already and there it goes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read through those old archieves in my blog and actually realize it is a good thing to write your feelings or experiences inside the blog. Sometimes when you are bored you could just click back your old memories and experiences and recall back of the happy and sad moments. I should be more hardworking to be an active blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahhh... I always said that but end up few months only update once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some post are for her and I remember we did argue for few times and each time I'm pretty emo and wrote on my blog. I cherish this friend alot and I don't want to lose her because of petty things. But this time, I don't really feel emo to lose her anymore. Maybe is kind of wasted to lose a good friend but there are no such thing as friends forever. Life still moves on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-976776058099400295?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/976776058099400295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=976776058099400295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/976776058099400295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/976776058099400295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-move-on.html' title='I move on'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6460108111599151847</id><published>2010-12-18T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:40:35.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.E.T.T.E.R</title><content type='html'>Just had around 2 and half hours phone conversation with EeYang and I feel happy with it. I love the way when he listen to me patiently and consult me of all of my problems. But sometimes he don't when he is playing dota and will just like entertaining me with OOOHHH. He being guai guai today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally realize I'm wrong for being so harsh to her. Sometimes when you just don't agree to something but you may not need to be so harsh on saying some hurtful words. You can just avoid the topic or saying other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I knew I'm wrong for saying hurtful words but that don't change my mind on we are not like last time anymore. Its really hard for me and I could not accept that. MAybe I choose to ignore her things because I don't want to get myself involve or making ownself being so hurtful like now again. As EeYang said, right.. both of you could not be like last time but maybe as friends lo.. just avoid the topic but not avoid her. I felt better after talking to him, at least I will be more opened to her and not that hurtful and unhappy like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I gotta dinner alone again =( ARGHHHHHHHH... STRESS THESIS STRESS THESIS THAT BUGGING ALL OVER ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of her case, I already feel no mood to touch or do it for so many days. I swear I need to complete 1 chapter today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESIS PLEASE GO AWAY. I STILL WANNA FLY TO US but with you here, I can't concentrate on applying visa =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6460108111599151847?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6460108111599151847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6460108111599151847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6460108111599151847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6460108111599151847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/better.html' title='B.E.T.T.E.R'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4213688539461651442</id><published>2010-12-18T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:49:19.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRR</title><content type='html'>I knew I'm wrong when he trying to comment me and I lose my temper but I'm just so frustrated. Why can't he be a little bit supportive to me? Maybe a little bit when I'm feeling so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong when I'm saying hurting stuff? So which means is better for me to be sarcastic when I'm in such a fed up condition?? Like what?? "No la... We are still friends and I still care for you no matter what?" My fed up condition is after so MANY YEARS and I finally fed up. Do you understand? I bet you won't. Maybe I'm being so harsh to her is because I'm trying to tell her there is always a price to pay for what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you.. stop asking me to change this and change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even more unhappy now. Bitch... I just left you and I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4213688539461651442?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4213688539461651442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4213688539461651442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4213688539461651442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4213688539461651442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/grrrr.html' title='GRRRR'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1625337020453375377</id><published>2010-12-18T02:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T04:22:39.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship X forever</title><content type='html'>There is something happened today which make me feel so hurt and disappointed. After all things that happened last time and after all the consultation I given it to you but in the end you still choosing back the same pathway. It do hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel regret now for being so worry when you decided to go China and keep consult you to stop you from going there. Honestly, I'm regret. I should not say so many things to you and just to let you bang the wall yourself. What for like making myself feel so hurt now but on the other way you still doing the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say that but there surely will have changes on our friendship and we no longer like last time. We won't talk about our own things anymore because I won't fucking care of whatever shits that happen to you and for my stuff, you need not know either. I will still hang out with you as friend like just to gossips bout other stuff like some big news such as Alviss Kong's news or big news from newspaper like South Korea in war with North Korea. Yeah, these are what we going to talk about in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand is difficult to have friends forever. There is no such thing. I asked my bitch why I need to have such big reaction and be so mean to her? Is just fucking not related to me but why do I need to feel so hurt? Am I wrong for doing this like being mean to her? Luckily I still got my bitch with me, she consulted me and she said is normal to act like that. If I'm like that, bitch will do the same thing to me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVELY BITCH- THANKS GOD YOU ARE NOT LIKE THAT AND THANKS THAT I STILL HAVE YOU WITH ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in a different pathway, a different point of view and diffferent destinations. In future, don't ever come to me bugging me or crying to me because i swear I will just fucking ignore you and tell you that you deserve for it. IS ALL NOW FUCKING NONE OF MY BUSINESS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1625337020453375377?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1625337020453375377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1625337020453375377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1625337020453375377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1625337020453375377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-is-something-happened-today-which.html' title='Friendship X forever'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4722084963057069003</id><published>2010-12-18T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T03:32:51.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old updates- Fantastic dinners when I'm with him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAKUZEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I remember we came here to celebrate our 1 and half year anniversary. Heard that the food here have good ratings so we came out to try. Two thumbs up for this restaurant, its value for money= price reasonable but average service, food is really fastastic and delicious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540558989311693858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOQFC68FVCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UDaA6c5iNKs/s320/DSC00191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rakuzen in Chulan Square- opposite Pavilion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540558981006377250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOQFCb_8QSI/AAAAAAAAA8A/z9ySXSTGBWU/s320/DSC00190.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My love &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540558975389455074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOQFCHEw0uI/AAAAAAAAA74/iQQ_cvMXNuc/s320/DSC00181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOQFBozVgUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Dybx9OEb6Kc/s1600/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540558967263297858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOQFBozVgUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Dybx9OEb6Kc/s320/DSC00180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; My beef tepanyaki set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9Gh1KTTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/4mYmL39zcCc/s1600/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550255198227762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9Gh1KTTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/4mYmL39zcCc/s320/DSC00179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Darling's cod fish set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9F5_GFxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/XDbHCpv5wQM/s1600/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550244502476562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9F5_GFxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/XDbHCpv5wQM/s320/DSC00178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Salmon sashimi- &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9Fg29B1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/K_zCuJlRCZU/s1600/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550237757441874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9Fg29B1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/K_zCuJlRCZU/s320/DSC00177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Stamina roll &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9FYSx52I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/sbbjHVJ0TNQ/s1600/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550235458234210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9FYSx52I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/sbbjHVJ0TNQ/s320/DSC00176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; This is beef too.. aww, i miss it. Although it is not as nice as the wagyu in Hajime restaurant but if i watch out for my wallet I would rather have this. This is just simply delicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOBO UPSTAIRS BAR AND GRILL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538352411981800402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwuLN0aY9I/AAAAAAAAA54/npn7DWxo89s/s320/DSC00135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Gobo is in Trader's Hotel and is divided to two parts- the upstairs one is for fine dining while the downstairs is Gobo chit-chatz meianly for buffet. We went there to the upstairs to celebrate my birthday just both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538363644295992066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNw4ZBczUwI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wmDMz_HszUQ/s320/DSC00153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The open kitchen- maybe.. I'm not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538363642333918114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNw4Y6JAc6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/82RDsKWH_dM/s320/DSC00151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way to downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538363654022257682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNw4ZlruXBI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Zo7NuurKUC0/s320/DSC00155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid BOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538363659149069106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNw4Z4yDSzI/AAAAAAAAA64/5B9XGOfiE7o/s320/DSC00156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sirloin or Rib eye???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538363664926183586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNw4aOTbEKI/AAAAAAAAA7A/GobhrxoxUY8/s320/DSC00160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Either Sirloin or Rib eye but both the meat were so juicy and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538352430973373074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwuMUkWypI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/_TJAJPTzs6Q/s320/DSC00148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lobster soup- this is actually quite nice. But to me, I feel it is kinda delicious for the first few scoops but kind weird when you continue drinking it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I accidentally deleted picture of my wild mushroom soup. I think it is better than lobster soup.. hehe!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538352428937421106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwuMM-8oTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9CMlofH3_Yc/s320/DSC00147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He ordered red wine too and this is when we are too bored waiting for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538352424868241314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwuL90x36I/AAAAAAAAA6I/xfAIalQaXOk/s320/DSC00139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;He thinks he is cute =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538352416089067378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwuLdHqT3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/9fcfXO1knfc/s320/DSC00138.JPG" /&gt;Sometimes he is cute ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550227496070306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOP9E6oc7KI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VllgtwjWHn4/s320/DSC00166.JPG" /&gt;I heart him &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4722084963057069003?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4722084963057069003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4722084963057069003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4722084963057069003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4722084963057069003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/11/old-updates-fantastic-dinners-when-im.html' title='Old updates- Fantastic dinners when I&apos;m with him'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TOQFC68FVCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UDaA6c5iNKs/s72-c/DSC00191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7840048252598123049</id><published>2010-11-26T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T02:32:37.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm missing him</title><content type='html'>Darling went to Vegas yesterday and he will only be back on Sunday. Although we are long distance so is the same on whether he is in which part of US because he is not in Malaysia but, I still miss him. Maybe that's because I will switch on my laptop when I wake up to see whether he is online or not and message him DARLINGGG but he is not bringing his laptop to him in Vegas so will not online these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like calling him cause he will be playing around there and felt I'm like a disturbance if I kept calling him. Hmmm... anyway, wish that he has an enjoyable trip in Vegas because he will be moody if he is bored and don't naughty naughty there but I 99% trust him that he won't. He is a good good darling. Muacks.. I miss you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-7840048252598123049?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7840048252598123049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7840048252598123049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7840048252598123049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7840048252598123049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-missing-him.html' title='I&apos;m missing him'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-741385992368249091</id><published>2010-11-17T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:54:08.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLANK</title><content type='html'>I've got a very important project to do but my mind is so blank now. I don't know how to start it and where to start. It is just a phobia to me when the thought of doing this project cross my mind. Maybe because my supervisor is Dr. Ang so she is already the greatest pressure to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I'm giving myself excuses for not touching the project because I'm really so scare to face it. Well, I know thats also the excuses for me to admit I'm actually lazy to deal with that idiot project. But how? All I want is just to graduate and no more studying for me. That's enough but in the mean time, I'm so lazy to start up with my graduation project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell we have to do graduation project?? Got all distinctions or credits for all subjects and thats it, WE GRADUATE. Graduation project for what? Izzit an extra subject for you HELP College to earn extra money from we students?? Gosh... really damn pissed off with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-741385992368249091?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/741385992368249091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=741385992368249091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/741385992368249091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/741385992368249091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/11/blank.html' title='BLANK'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-9064088235755622838</id><published>2010-11-10T00:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T10:49:18.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old updates</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.. I really think I'm such an unactive blogger. These old updates are memories of me and Ee Yang when he came back to Malaysia for the 3 months. Now, he leave to US for almost 3 months already and only I start updating the photos =.=" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Malacca Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537592870664749106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNl7YF61QDI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mez6eztqwQk/s320/DSC00046.JPG" /&gt;The beginning of the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537592890890813858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNl7ZRRGgaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MMICwl5bQfY/s320/DSC00057.JPG" /&gt;Dinner in Portugese village. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537592882470365810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNl7Yx5gqnI/AAAAAAAAA4I/RO5fkdau21o/s320/DSC00056.JPG" /&gt;Food we ate- oysters. The size is double size of those oysters we ate in Jogoya. Thus, the taste is awful. Its not really fresh and is kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537592904938420594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNl7aFmT-XI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/V-ffJJ3OODo/s320/DSC00060.JPG" /&gt;Elephant snails- this is still acceptable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537592912784492850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNl7ai09iTI/AAAAAAAAA4g/XaCYhFkIgI0/s320/DSC00061.JPG" /&gt;Spicy sotong cooking in Portugese style- normal as we can eat this in KL also. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319396257660674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwQJcqX_wI/AAAAAAAAA4o/fmRfoeClBvU/s320/DSC00062.JPG" /&gt; The name of this ugly thing is the King horse shoe- this is an extremely disgusting thing and the taste is so awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319397262133474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwQJgZ3COI/AAAAAAAAA4w/y1RBWz2WKWg/s320/DSC00065.JPG" /&gt;The meat looks like this- disgusting right?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319413124815922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwQKbf0XDI/AAAAAAAAA5A/2bAGP1TJqTc/s320/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;Malacca cruise- but actually is just a boat for us to ride on and wander around the area of Malacca to look at the places and night view there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319417502985074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwQKrzp63I/AAAAAAAAA5I/ayxOSNvCyvs/s320/DSC00081.JPG" /&gt;The ticket was just RM10 for each person and by the time we riding on this boat its already 11pm so there's only 2 of us on the boat and the feeling was quite romantic with some light and relax music display on our ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538322868829465858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwTTlAArQI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/jrAiOsJaSc0/s320/DSC00088.JPG" /&gt;Some heritage building on the jonker street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538322872758640482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwTTzozH2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/-2HDp6GyzO0/s320/DSC00092.JPG" /&gt;Our Nyonya meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538322878900280306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwTUKhFG_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/gfn-L6CrS1U/s320/DSC00093.JPG" /&gt;Fatty eating =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538322881532824194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwTUUUuioI/AAAAAAAAA5o/ab5AW3pLx_4/s320/DSC00094.JPG" /&gt;The end of our enjoyable trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538322894229068930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNwTVDnv3II/AAAAAAAAA5w/Sstd_vLNWj8/s320/DSC00117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reach Ee Yang's house, we found these mushroom cover with bacterias inside the refrigerator. Although its disgusting, but I feel curious on those bacterias so I kept looking at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-9064088235755622838?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/9064088235755622838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=9064088235755622838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9064088235755622838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9064088235755622838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/11/old-updates.html' title='old updates'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TNl7YF61QDI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mez6eztqwQk/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5348365924584142591</id><published>2010-09-19T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:57:34.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YOU BITCH</title><content type='html'>THAT'S A VERY GOOD TRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER EXPECT YOU WILL SCOLD ME CUZ OF OTHERS AND THAT'S A BITCH SOMEMORE. JUST THINK WHAT YOU HAD JUST SAID AND I DON'T THINK I'VE GOT NO RIGHTS TO ANGRY ABOUT THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON FUCKING TALK TO ME AND I DON FUCKING WANNA TALK TO YOU ALSO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... FUCK YOU BITCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I just want my Mun Ling dear to come back asap. It was such a bad experience for her and something happened which made her can't enjoy her trip. It was just a disaster. I thought after the disaster that happened to her in the airport, it will exchange for a wonderful trip to her but end up it came out in an unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way for her to be happy. Sigh...... First time travelling out of the country but end up with such a bad and unforgettable experience. Why la??????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5348365924584142591?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5348365924584142591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5348365924584142591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5348365924584142591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5348365924584142591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/09/fuck-you-bitch.html' title='FUCK YOU BITCH'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6044329565457243048</id><published>2010-09-17T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:18:43.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mun ling's disaster</title><content type='html'>At last, all those misunderstandings are settle. I'm just maybe too stubborn and kind of negative thinking sometimes. Feeling so hungry now but have to wait for 10pm only could have dinner with ah fai. Thats because Friday, Saturday and Sunday is mum's break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Mun Ling is in China dy and she just manage on time to reach Air Asia. 12.40 departure and I think she reach there at 12.00pm. The crew told her if she's late for another 2 more minutes, she would not be able to check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this was really a bad experience for her. The luggage courier was full and she could not bring her luggage to China. She could just pack some stuff to her bag for she didn't bring any hand carry luggage bag with her. And that silly girl, no one tell her that she could not bring any liquid type which more than 100ml to the plane and the staff there wanna confiscate all her skin care product which worth about rm1000 and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so rage and scolded the staff but also have to call her mum to come back and take her products home. I was so worried at first when she told me about her disaster and ask me how. Anyway, this is her first experience to travel alone and it is really a very bad experience for her. But come to think of it, I found it quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the trip, my dear friend. I started to miss you already =( Luckily it is just 1 week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6044329565457243048?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6044329565457243048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6044329565457243048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6044329565457243048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6044329565457243048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/09/mun-lings-disaster.html' title='mun ling&apos;s disaster'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-9007782218519792435</id><published>2010-09-14T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T04:50:33.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about I</title><content type='html'>Am I too stubborn? Or am I too ego to let go everything? Kept thinking about the same thing again and again, it never leaves my mind empty or has a bit of rest. I wanted so much to forget everything that happened between me and you but I knew it very well of after everything had happened, the relationship between me and you will not be like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm too stubborn that these little things can be mend but if all little things grew together, it's not that little thing anymore. I just feel we've got too much issues and misunderstandings. I really don't feel like facing you or anyone. I kept thinking of just let me cool down for a couple of days and I'll be alright but the feeling of hurt and disappointment is still within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused with this feeling and mindset of thinking which I never encounter before. By the way, have to say thanks to bitch for after talking to her; I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized if compare to me in high school and now, it's like totally 2 different people. I feel like I'm not myself anymore. I won be so negative thinking in the 1st place and I will definitely voice out my problems and unhappiness instead of keeping it all to myself or lock myself at home for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I still feel the hurt and disappointment and even when you send the apologize message to me, I felt like a thorn came out from nowhere all of a sudden pricking into my heart. I know things can be solved but I'm just too stubborn. I don't know why I'm taking it so serious for this time. I still need some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-9007782218519792435?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/9007782218519792435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=9007782218519792435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9007782218519792435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9007782218519792435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-about-i.html' title='All about I'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-520513464781420843</id><published>2010-09-10T03:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:31:30.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my stupid emotions</title><content type='html'>I'm in freaking bad mood now. I know sometimes my temper will lead to alot of dislikes and embarassment but I really could not control my emotion sometimes. I knew not many people could tolerate my temper and there is only a few of them could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sorry for my emotions to all my friends and there are alot of things for me to stress nowadays. Went yamcha with ah fai and mun ling yesterday with our laptops and come across to the horoscope websites. Its quite accurate of their predictions. It says that horoscope for cancers suppose to be cheerful and happy but if they got something to stress with, they will turn to another kind of characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I change alot these 2 years if compare to last time. I became very quiet, kept thinking of the negative sides all the while and not cheerful anymore. Last time if I'm not unhappy, angry or stress; I will just voice it out to my friends or my dearest but now, I would rather keep everything to myself instead of telling it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that I could just get married and be a happy little wife without any stress into it. Haha!! But this is just a wild imagination, it can never be ful-fill by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-520513464781420843?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/520513464781420843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=520513464781420843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/520513464781420843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/520513464781420843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-stupid-emotions.html' title='my stupid emotions'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4634783093112842037</id><published>2010-09-04T04:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T04:31:03.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws</title><content type='html'>I love you is because you could tolerate my temper and also the bad habit for a girl but I realize there is something that I won't be able to change it. My biggest flaw to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a loss of confidence in myself. It makes me feel so down. Maybe I'm kind of over sensitive but I don't feel good on hearing that joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes you are right that we should not talk on the phone always. However, talking to me is just your responsibility. It is not because you miss me so you feel like talking to me when I'm on the opposite way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I try on not calling you too often?? I hope I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4634783093112842037?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4634783093112842037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4634783093112842037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4634783093112842037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4634783093112842037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/09/flaws.html' title='Flaws'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4918698933816530127</id><published>2010-08-30T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T00:38:46.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kin kin</title><content type='html'>Hi dear, I've got so much memories that I need to upload and post to my blog but the thing is I haven't buy card reader yet and got not much time to update my news. So, I will have to do this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite busy and stress recently of my studies, research project and also my graduation project which made me feel so exhausted of these. So wish that I could graduate faster and go on with my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Ee Yang has gone to US for more than 1 week. This time I'm not as depress as before and could actually accept and cope with the days when he was not here. But of course sometimes I really miss him so much just like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really miss the feeling of hugging you, kissing you and kin kin you. Muacks &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4918698933816530127?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4918698933816530127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4918698933816530127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4918698933816530127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4918698933816530127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/08/kin-kin.html' title='kin kin'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3698414256520001603</id><published>2010-07-14T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T03:07:34.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down down down</title><content type='html'>My feeling is so down now. Even the case has nothing to deal with me but I'm feeling like so down also. Just feel like I'm taking a big responsibility for all these stuff. I don't like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you just behave yourself for just once and please think of the consequences first before you do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3698414256520001603?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3698414256520001603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3698414256520001603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3698414256520001603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3698414256520001603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/07/down-down-down.html' title='down down down'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3273003978740582543</id><published>2010-07-05T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T03:32:14.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi??</title><content type='html'>Yayyy... I manage to control my temper this time when I beh song him for something. What Mun Ling said is true, sometimes I should respect him and instead of just tulan and lose temper; its better to keep quiet and calm down myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, went to try this Go Sushi which is the new Japanese restaurant that open just nearby my house. One word to describe it, FAIL. The food was quite expensive if compare to Sushi King, Sushi Zanmai and Sakae Sushi as well. The cawan mushi is not smooth enough and it did not melt to your mouth straight when you taste it, the dinner set and also the sushi taste normal and i think sushi in Sushi Zanmai is better than it. I'm not trying to be mean but that's the first and last time for me to have my meal in this Go Sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3273003978740582543?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3273003978740582543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3273003978740582543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3273003978740582543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3273003978740582543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/07/sushi.html' title='sushi??'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3969242846991464786</id><published>2010-06-28T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:51:00.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Month</title><content type='html'>Really thanks for the advice that my babes gave. The problems between me and Ee Yang has settled temporary for I don't know when there will be other problems arise again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew its not good for a couple to argue almost everyday and it will easily make both of us feel tired of each other. I tried to control my temper and emotions and he did compromise as well so our way of communication is much better than before =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing which make me headache is that, I don't know why nowadays there are so many things lost in my own room. I don't know is whether my room being too messy or I forgot where I put my things or maybe I left it somewhere else or accidentally thrown it away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you, I lost my calculator, my watch, ear rings, San Francisco Coffee House voucher worth RM40 and before that I lost my handphone. Its totally a WOW for me as I really lost so many things in these 2 weeks. Lost Month I guess so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, I need to buy a new handphone budgeted for only RM500. I don't dare to buy any expensive handphone as I'm so absent minded with the things around me. As for my watch,  don't know is there any surprise for my birthday?? *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3969242846991464786?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3969242846991464786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3969242846991464786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3969242846991464786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3969242846991464786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/06/really-thanks-for-advice-that-my-babes.html' title='Lost Month'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8122291864686533233</id><published>2010-06-25T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:45:04.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>Sigh.. maybe I'm really too stubborn at times. I try my very best to control my temper and not to throw tantrums at him when he did something which frustrate me but sometimes its really hard to control my emotion and my temper.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mun Ling ask me to control my temper and if it is just a little thing you can just tolerate it or using a better way to talk to him. I've tried it and things settle but the problem is he will just repeat the same mistakes. That is why nowadays little thing of him will just trigger out my temper and I felt so tired of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should just control my temper, don be so pessimistic and not to be too stubborn on some issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8122291864686533233?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8122291864686533233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8122291864686533233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8122291864686533233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8122291864686533233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3889595342301283952</id><published>2010-06-25T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:53:01.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Love Is Just A Lie</title><content type='html'>It is somehow ridiculous when you wish your gf will not tell any lies to you but yet you did so. You lie to me so many times because of that issue and I'm not going to trust on you anymore. I doubt on every words you say now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, every promises of you are meant to be broken. Think yourself of how many times we went out dating ever since when you are back and what I wish to do, you will just do it with your friends. Yeah, i know. Meaning you just put your friends as your first priority but lying and entertaining me said you are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That particular issue has already ruin our relationship, my trust and our compromising to each other. Because of that issue, a little thing will just trigger out my dissatisfaction on you. Is that what you promise me of being a sweet darling and do all stuff together such as movie, swimming, dating, shopping and other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT ARE ALL LIES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3889595342301283952?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3889595342301283952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3889595342301283952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3889595342301283952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3889595342301283952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-love-is-just-lie.html' title='Your Love Is Just A Lie'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1698355243314718935</id><published>2010-06-19T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T04:10:12.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>Finally Ee Yang is back, things are just not running smooth as what I expected. We got into argument almost everyday and I almost grew tired of it already. Is just the biggest issue that trigger out all these arguments. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst thing of all is that I lost my hp today. Miss all my pictures, messages and also the videos so much =( is just something which could not be replace. Bad bad Friday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1698355243314718935?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1698355243314718935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1698355243314718935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1698355243314718935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1698355243314718935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/06/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8810396608970897181</id><published>2010-05-25T04:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T04:10:29.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologize to darling</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the day which I longing for............ 25th of May!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last.......... but had an argument with him just now. Funny though. It is the day before he came back and we still got into an argument. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, that is my fault and I feel sorry bout it sincerely. I knew you feel disrespect and I'm like neglecting your feelings also. I'm sorry darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apologize here sincerely and I really don't mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 MORE HOURS BABY... and i gotta see your face already. Miss you so much and hope we will have less arguments from now on. God bless please =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8810396608970897181?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8810396608970897181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8810396608970897181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8810396608970897181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8810396608970897181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/05/apologize-to-darling.html' title='Apologize to darling'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-9102052538869944392</id><published>2010-05-21T04:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T05:29:56.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends??</title><content type='html'>Its 4.50am now and I'm suppose to be done with my assignment or at least gone thru halfway of it since the due date is just tomorrow. But I just can't focus on doing it as there is something that comes provoke my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The issue is that should we keep a border line between friends or you can just sacrifice yourself because of them? Sometimes I just feel like there are no friends forever. Friends mingled with you is just because of benefits or maybe sometimes when they are lonely so they need your companion but until when something happens which could do them harm, they can just betray you in order to save themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grew so tired for the issue of friends. Been bothering my darling and bitch for the same issue again and again. Tsk tsk... I know such friends are not fuckable but kind of feeling pity to loss a friend like that. Although each time I tell myself not to fuck them anymore but whenever they talk to me again or seek for my help, I'm being soft-hearted again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew alot of people will question me of why do you have to be soft-hearted since you know they are being so fucked up. Maybe is just because they are my friends so I can't bear for being mean to them. My blog is not an open blog so reading this post should be all my close friends. Please don't question me who are them for I'm not going to tell. Thanks =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just forget bout that issue. Anyway, 4 more days and my baby darling Ee Yang is coming back. I really can't wait for it as there are so many issues arousing me now. I just wish its 25th May now so I can just fuck up everything and the only thing I do is just to be with him. I wanna go dating, go for a movie, go shopping and do whatever when I'm with him. Most probably on my birthday, we are going to Bali. I seriously never try that before to just celebrate it with my boyfriend only in such romantic places. We tried that in just going for trips like Beijing, Penang and Langkawi but not this kind of special occasions and somemore its my birthday. Hopefully mum will allow me to do that as I haven't seek for her permission yet. God bless me please... thank you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-9102052538869944392?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/9102052538869944392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=9102052538869944392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9102052538869944392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9102052538869944392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/05/friends.html' title='friends??'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5321597421896972943</id><published>2010-05-08T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:19:18.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 more days</title><content type='html'>After for almost 9 months long distance, my darling is coming back in another 2 weeks time. Can't wait for him to come back. Just wondering what's the feel of hugging him and kissing him??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know very well that I love him and I miss him so much but sometimes when I'm out with my friends and playing happily outside, eventually I will forgot that I actually have a boyfriend. Haha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized this darling and I don't like the feeling of forgetting you also. I think is because I realized about it so when now I'm out with my friends, naturally shadows of yours will be coming out from my mind and I felt sweet with just thinking of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still got 17 more days and you are coming back. Can't wait for it and love you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muacks muacks &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5321597421896972943?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5321597421896972943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5321597421896972943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5321597421896972943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5321597421896972943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/05/17-more-days.html' title='17 more days'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8300534328964940282</id><published>2010-03-10T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:57:12.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Sorry Sorry</title><content type='html'>Matta Fair is just on this weekend. Darling and I planned to go Bali together so I called him and tell him about this Matta Fair. He was not in the mood for the whole day so he can't give me a good response when I'm talking about this issue and it naturally leads me to a bad mood too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hate you and your emotional twist... hmph!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe there is another reason that makes me moody. Went to have lunch with my BFF today and said some hurtful things to her =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel I'm quite a bad and inconsiderate friend sometimes. We have been talking about the same issue for more than 2 years but not coming out with any conclusion yet so I'm actually fed up of her at times. So now, she is making her decision on whether working here or China or Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I told her as a friend I already advice you and I'm done with my job. Just do what you want and that is your lifestyle, it is not mine. Why do you have to care on how we look on you?? I mean there is no such thing as friends forever seriously. When we grow older, each will have their different lifestyle and who knows 1 day we might become stranger or just hi-bye friends?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I told her directly of I'm thinking she is quite stupid sometimes and she is not productive enough on not knowing what exactly she wants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think is quite hurtful of what I said seriously. I felt so bad after I told her these because I think as a friend I should stand at her point of view and be understanding of her situation but I'm tired of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8300534328964940282?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8300534328964940282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8300534328964940282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8300534328964940282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8300534328964940282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/03/sorry-sorry-sorry.html' title='Sorry Sorry Sorry'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4411684650731734048</id><published>2010-01-18T18:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:46:02.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame post</title><content type='html'>Ohhh.. My blog is neglected again and its the same as my blog boutique. That's quite sad. Anyway, just due the hardest assignment ever on last Friday. Seriously, I've never been so stress over for an assignment. This is the first time I think and thanks God that's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much updated news as its been quite a long time I never go clubbing or attending any special occasions. Got a sudden feeling that I'm not a youngster anymore. 22 this year and I need to plan my future pathway accordingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Hao should be quite surprise on seeing my post here as his little baby turn out into a mature girl already. Yeah.. I'm right here, I'm not a kid anymore although sometimes I act like I'm still but seriously I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read this post again and think its quite lame for I don't know what to blog or write anymore so I just end it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4411684650731734048?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4411684650731734048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4411684650731734048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4411684650731734048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4411684650731734048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/01/lame-post.html' title='Lame post'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6207735901562044759</id><published>2010-01-11T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:52:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad news</title><content type='html'>Its like 80% confirmed that Mun Ling will be going to China with Thim they all. Thinking of that, I already started weeping my tears now even she will be going there during mid of the year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously I really don't know how to past my days without her. Its like I already get use to call her out when I'm bored or stress or being emo. She is the only one who accompany me always whenever I need her or when she knew I'm in trouble or sick, she will surely straightaway come to my house and be there for me. When I feel like going clubbing or wanna play mahjong, she will be the one who accompany me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling was like she is always there for me in whatever I do or whenever I need her. I still remember when Ee Yang gone to US, I've been very depressed but Mun Ling is always staying by my side to console me and cheer me up. There is once when I'm sick, I called her and she pick up my phone in a sleeping mode then I cried and told her I'm sick and feeling so suffer. She quickly get up from her bed, go brush her teeth and all and straightaway come fetch me intend to bring me to the clinic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone tell me where can I find another friend like her and how do I survive the days without her?? I really don't know. Why do all my dearest have to leave me?? I'm like all alone now. So sad =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6207735901562044759?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6207735901562044759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6207735901562044759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6207735901562044759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6207735901562044759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-news.html' title='Bad news'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5697416387012643523</id><published>2010-01-03T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T02:36:09.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;My Wishlist for Year 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;1.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0B3jWgosDI/AAAAAAAAA10/txfBH82UQWo/s320/211971_FTAVX_8571_001_full.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422465400575668274" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;That's the Gucci bag I want badly. Mun Ling's aunt is in Milan now and the Gucci bags there are cheaper than here alot. Its not more than 1k or worth like 1k++ only. She is asking her aunt to help me to buy this bag. Hmm... waiting for her good news now... hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0B3kJns0TI/AAAAAAAAA2E/xmqy96I7eJM/s320/pink-sony-vaio.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 298px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422465414295507250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Actually I just want a new laptop. Not necessary a Vaio laptop but Vaio is more preferable =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0B3jqnZQUI/AAAAAAAAA18/LfZkdNcRx6g/s320/apple-iphone-3gs.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422465405972726082" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I phone 3GS. Oh myyy... I want it so badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;4.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0B3kSzLnJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/JDkAa3oFtrM/s320/Tiffany%26Co-necklace-079.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422465416759581842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;That's my dream. Just want any accessories from Tiffany&amp;amp;Co. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;5.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Looking for some nice high-waisted shorts and skirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;6.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;A few more pairs of high-heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;7.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;A dinner gown and more clubbing dresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;8.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;New sunglasses and spectacles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;9.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Haha... Left out one more, a camera is what i need too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously if asking what I want most, I think will be the Gucci bag. Hope her aunt can get it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5697416387012643523?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5697416387012643523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5697416387012643523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5697416387012643523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5697416387012643523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wishlist.html' title='My Wishlist'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0B3jWgosDI/AAAAAAAAA10/txfBH82UQWo/s72-c/211971_FTAVX_8571_001_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4745684225027471796</id><published>2010-01-03T18:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:20:40.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly posing again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kim Soon ask me for yam cha that night and on his way to come and fetch me, his car died down in the middle of the road near Leisure Mall there because of no petrol. Malu betulll =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily his friends were near Leisure Mall so he called his friends to buy him some petrol and end up I still scold him for being late. Eikkss... I feel I'm quite mean at sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is because I don't know the whole story and he explained it to me. Then I can't stop laughing in the car. After pumped some petrol, we went to meet up Mun Ling and her ex Kam Loong. Both of them went to yam cha at Ice-cream House there so we went to meet them up. Listen, they are just friends, no affairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mun Ling and I kept playing with Kam Loong's spectacles and start our cam-whoring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0ByVQJryyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/D49FhlPJpcE/s320/DSC06839.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422459660792482594" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0ByUJlOnfI/AAAAAAAAA1U/3e2-2prTmec/s320/DSC06822.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422459641849093618" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0ByUm8VGgI/AAAAAAAAA1c/xetASKzHi2I/s320/DSC06835.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422459649730615810" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0ByU1uuf0I/AAAAAAAAA1k/83_S4a0OvU4/s320/DSC06837.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422459653700091714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love his spectacles and I wanna buy a new specs which look something like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4745684225027471796?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4745684225027471796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4745684225027471796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4745684225027471796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4745684225027471796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/01/silly-posing-again.html' title='Silly posing again'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/S0ByVQJryyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/D49FhlPJpcE/s72-c/DSC06839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6890531624252221396</id><published>2010-01-01T14:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:59:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's year 2010 now. Haha!! Spent my night at Gay Lou's house yesterday playing mahjong with the girls. We are suppose to go to Maison actually but thinking it will be so crowded there so we decided to stay back and play mahjong... kekekkeke!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sz4JVn-soTI/AAAAAAAAA0s/oEfhHMinqFo/s320/DSC06785.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421781268514513202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; tiffANy~kit &amp;amp; BiBu Emily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sz4JWAUc7yI/AAAAAAAAA00/rQDFcS67ODs/s320/DSC06807.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421781275048210210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pics with Mr Loh Loong Wai. See his cute little face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now it's my time to write &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;my 2010 resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1.) Be more hardworking for my studies, revisions and assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;2.) Aiming for at least credits for my remaining subjects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;3.) Get a new laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;4.) I want a Gucci bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;5.) Try my best to balance out my diet instead of being so skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;6.) Spend more time with my family who showing their love and support to me always. I love y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;7.) Never neglect any of my friends. Thanks for being with me for all ups and downs that I've been thru. It is always a give and take. I promise that I will always be there for any of you when you need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;8.) Have to change my attitude for not being so selfish, so bad temper, be more patience and not being so ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;9.) Chow Ee Yang has to change his attitude for not being so hot temper, be more gentle, be a good listener, be more patience and love his gf always. Tender her, care her and cherish her =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;10.) May this year will be a great year and everything will go smooth for me, my family, my darling and all my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Hao sent me a message yesterday and I felt quite happy after receiving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Baby. Happy New Year. Last year there's alot of up &amp;amp; down. I hope that this year everything will go smooth for you. I wish to see more lovely smile on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for always supporting me for those ups and downs that I've been thru. Really happy to have a friend like you and I will always appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6890531624252221396?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6890531624252221396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6890531624252221396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6890531624252221396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6890531624252221396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year 2010~~'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sz4JVn-soTI/AAAAAAAAA0s/oEfhHMinqFo/s72-c/DSC06785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2900541360371805513</id><published>2009-12-22T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:32:59.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I've got no idea whats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Been emo and unhappy since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... actually I know what is the causes for all these but just don't feel like telling anyone nor writing inside here. It maybe a small deal but it may also be a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt much comfortable keeping inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;All I could say is just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FML!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2900541360371805513?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2900541360371805513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2900541360371805513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2900541360371805513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2900541360371805513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1775953842352512187</id><published>2009-12-16T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:35:10.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fascinated by them</title><content type='html'>LOL!! Sometimes I could say like time passes so quickly or it could be define as 1 day equality to 1 year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept complaining boring or the boredom is killing me just now. And now, it's already 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep?? Not yet of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to some of my favourite songs while playing spot the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Top Love Songs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Bad Romance by Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;2.) Tick Tock by Kesha&lt;br /&gt;3.) Already Gone by Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;4.) Crazier by Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;5.) Meet Me Halfway by Black Eye Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.. I'm fascinated by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... by the way, I realized something that you could actually mesmerize me by just doing some very simple things such as ringing me on the phone and called me DARLING in a delighted voice or sounds like you miss me so much and came online to talk to me even if there is still one and half hour left to exam &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finish typing the above paragraph, my brother came to my room and told me he is suffering great pain from his stomach and ask me to send him to the hospital.Off we went to the clinic in Pantai Hospital. Doctor said he has gastric and gave him a strong injection for observation. If it is too serious, he would have need to admit to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, he felt slightly better after the injection. I knew why he got so anxious of the painfulness in his stomach. That's because he afraid that this Saturday, he would not be able to celebrate his alcohol birthday party. Hmmm... I must watch and stop him from drinking too much on this coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get well soon because you promise me a shopping spree on this Friday =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1775953842352512187?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1775953842352512187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1775953842352512187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1775953842352512187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1775953842352512187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol-sometimes-i-could-say-like-time.html' title='I&apos;m fascinated by them'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7270226254462568314</id><published>2009-12-15T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:53:38.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's only 4pm now. Wondering how should I pass my time till late at night?&lt;br /&gt;What if I pass my time for today and go to sleep at night,&lt;br /&gt;wake up and it is the next morning and same thing I have to figure out what to do for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuck My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;as it is getting more and more boring.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of doing the online business to pass my time easier but still the same and no business nowadays. Sob Sob =(&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to do like if customer buying 1st piece shall have a 10% discount and 2nd piece and above are eligible for free postage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Seriously, sometimes I wish there is The Click in this world but setting in a manual system,&lt;br /&gt;so that I can click away all things that I don't feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I could click away these 2 years and straight to year 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! Not independence day but is my dear darling coming back to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Stupid darling for not answering my call againzz.&lt;br /&gt;But I miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;Saying GOOD LUCK to him for his exam tomorrow and a big great good luck kiss from Kit Yee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUACKSSSSSSSSS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Love Chow Ee Yang &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-7270226254462568314?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7270226254462568314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7270226254462568314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7270226254462568314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7270226254462568314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3872782472054432157</id><published>2009-12-11T20:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:37:26.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Updated Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCH'S BIRTHDAY (06/12/2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my bitch's birthday and we celebrated for her on the day before her birthday at Souled Out in Sri Hartamas. Later on we went to Breakers to chill out with playing pool and drinking beer. I suggested to play FUCK YOU game to make fei po down. But end up thanks to Zing Lun and his brother, I'm the one who got drunk at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its bit late to post out these pictures and her birthday has already over but still, hope she had a wonderful and unforgettable birthday. May all her wishes be come true. Muacks, love you bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413951196388648946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI37cQL5_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/gNBQzZLSnVk/s320/SNC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Group picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI361X3jBI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DImTKA_xwPo/s1600-h/DSC02088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413951185951886354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI361X3jBI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DImTKA_xwPo/s320/DSC02088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Bitch and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI36vOOBiI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZoFPDAPAFrk/s1600-h/DSC02087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413951184300803618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI36vOOBiI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZoFPDAPAFrk/s320/DSC02087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; She and her bi, Tan Chee Chee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI36EdsleI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SX8ig_U725o/s1600-h/SNC00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413951172822996450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI36EdsleI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SX8ig_U725o/s320/SNC00077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; The birthday girl and thanks to Donna for baking the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415385561540200642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SydQee1iCMI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jZKbHtoBqmc/s320/ve+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BF Forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI35UGeFnI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Siv-hVKVmRo/s1600-h/DSC02082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413951159840675442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI35UGeFnI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Siv-hVKVmRo/s320/DSC02082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Thanks for being with me when I'm sad or unhappy. You are always there to console and advise me. Although sometimes you are bit stupid but I still love you fei po. Hehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3872782472054432157?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3872782472054432157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3872782472054432157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3872782472054432157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3872782472054432157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-updated-events.html' title='My Updated Events'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI37cQL5_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/gNBQzZLSnVk/s72-c/SNC00075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7608542690913290752</id><published>2009-12-11T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:44:02.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quattro again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Quattro with Elson and friends on Thursday night. When it turns to clubbing, I surely will bring along my 2 babes, Mun Ling and Miechelle together. It was quite fun that night and I'm glad that everyone enjoying there and my 2 babes are not feeling bored with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413948927835816226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI13ZPCwSI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ph3mvpkHUeI/s320/IMG340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Emily, Elson and Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413948929970031202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI13hL4SmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/XjCJkZmmef0/s320/IMG341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ronald, Emily and Me. Like Ronald so much as he was so funny and innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413948916973321890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI12wxOPqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/8vQvCfm3zCA/s320/IMG339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My babes, Miechelle, Emily and Me.&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/8641977550169495915-7608542690913290752?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7608542690913290752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7608542690913290752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7608542690913290752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7608542690913290752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/quattro-again.html' title='Quattro again'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SyI13ZPCwSI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ph3mvpkHUeI/s72-c/IMG340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2772173609947273755</id><published>2009-12-09T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:19:28.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new blog launch.</title><content type='html'>Get so excited when our new blog boutique has just launch out. That's the effort of us 3 (Ve, Mun Ling + me) to go to the wholesales of clothes and choose which to sell out. Have to thanks Miechelle for her companion also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey girls, if so happen you browse thru my blog and saw this post... just msg me here. I maybe will give some discounts for some particular clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413176155562208626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx93CILmbXI/AAAAAAAAAyc/x3TWWCACaX0/s320/DSC06543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAce tops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413176167906175394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx93C2KoaaI/AAAAAAAAAys/DxL0BDaokjU/s320/DSC06589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dresses which comes with quite different colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413176159279568674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx93CWB41yI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xM4YTarGnQo/s320/DSC06567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another dress which comes with different colours also. This cutting pretty fits in and you will look nice with the beads on the top there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK HERE TO FIND OUT MORE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://flippityflip.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://flippityflip.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2772173609947273755?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2772173609947273755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2772173609947273755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2772173609947273755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2772173609947273755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-new-blog-launch.html' title='Our new blog launch.'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx93CILmbXI/AAAAAAAAAyc/x3TWWCACaX0/s72-c/DSC06543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2521861008775640819</id><published>2009-12-09T16:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:21:24.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My HK photos updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MY HK PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than a month i kept this pictures in my handphone and never do the updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159575063170946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n9BAlD4I/AAAAAAAAAx0/-k_UebPMpPw/s320/DSC01091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This cute little cabinet is snap when I'm in HK Time Square. Haha!! Not Malaysia's one. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159566375178562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n8gpM0UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/m0UwtTYAoH4/s320/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and Mr. Albert Einstein. Looks like it is real?? Haha.. it is snap in the famous Madame Tussauds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n82P5ZtI/AAAAAAAAAxs/XgJYsYvwGVA/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159572174628562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n82P5ZtI/AAAAAAAAAxs/XgJYsYvwGVA/s320/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Ronaldinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n8bUUATI/AAAAAAAAAxc/JMqXw7347Bw/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159564945391922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n8bUUATI/AAAAAAAAAxc/JMqXw7347Bw/s320/DSC01086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9ngKx6WjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/LjRtllWdoYk/s1600-h/DSC01084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159079469799986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9ngKx6WjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/LjRtllWdoYk/s320/DSC01084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Princess Diana, this is the best among all. It really looks like it is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9nf5BVNqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/z6b0rlMI0RY/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159074702636706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9nf5BVNqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/z6b0rlMI0RY/s320/DSC01081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Mummy and Cecilia Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9ngt9-lOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/PbmXJiWXBDU/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159088915649762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9ngt9-lOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/PbmXJiWXBDU/s320/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; The US President, Obama is taking pics with me?? OMG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9nfnVvWNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/URNasIw8Gpg/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159069956397266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9nfnVvWNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/URNasIw8Gpg/s320/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aunt San and Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9nfVwpQDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/v9tC7q-wOhU/s1600-h/DSC01078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159065237405746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9nfVwpQDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/v9tC7q-wOhU/s320/DSC01078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Husband and Wife. Brad Pitt &amp;amp; Angelina Jolie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9ms0B6gdI/AAAAAAAAAws/YYWxl7xbBWg/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413158197189575122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9ms0B6gdI/AAAAAAAAAws/YYWxl7xbBWg/s320/DSC01075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; The night view in HK. How I wish Ee Yang was here at that time and we could watch this beautiful scenary together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9mrgD-apI/AAAAAAAAAwU/sB2l5-rXaco/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413158174649641618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9mrgD-apI/AAAAAAAAAwU/sB2l5-rXaco/s320/DSC01060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The most unforgettable spicy steamboat which I had in HK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9msa_fWaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/hdMUUeVewjM/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413158190468520354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9msa_fWaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/hdMUUeVewjM/s320/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the street (Xing Guang Da Dao) where all signatures and handprints from the superstars. Above one is my favourite Tony Leong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9msFa1jrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/JVxYicQj9Og/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413158184677641906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9msFa1jrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/JVxYicQj9Og/s320/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "Da Yu Shan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9mrVebXLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Q-F1ga0Upgs/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413158171807800498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9mrVebXLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Q-F1ga0Upgs/s320/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; This is Shen Zhen's (Xiu Yan Kok). It places all miniature buildings of China. The above one is Forbidden City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413159584228699330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n9jJz7MI/AAAAAAAAAx8/A1ABEi-3Kno/s320/DSC01040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This one I forgot what izzit?? But you should be amazing of the ancient people for building such thing where they have no tech savvy equipments at that time and I'm amaze by the people who build such thing for tourism in this place because everything looks so real but in mini size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lyzURz7I/AAAAAAAAAwE/yKe7m7iSndQ/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157200565751730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lyzURz7I/AAAAAAAAAwE/yKe7m7iSndQ/s320/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; The Temple of Heaven. (Tian Tan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lyEJoCeI/AAAAAAAAAv0/I7i2YYTuX3k/s1600-h/DSC00608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157187904604642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lyEJoCeI/AAAAAAAAAv0/I7i2YYTuX3k/s320/DSC00608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aunt San and mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lytM8A4I/AAAAAAAAAv8/AuLynHdess8/s1600-h/DSC01023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157198924350338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lytM8A4I/AAAAAAAAAv8/AuLynHdess8/s320/DSC01023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; That's me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lxVS1MKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/51M1B9KgkS8/s1600-h/DSC00602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157175326748834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lxVS1MKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/51M1B9KgkS8/s320/DSC00602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Riding on the horse after watching performance in Shen Zhen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lw3HFasI/AAAAAAAAAvk/7dFsGoxaa1k/s1600-h/DSC00583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157167224416962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9lw3HFasI/AAAAAAAAAvk/7dFsGoxaa1k/s320/DSC00583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and Mummy standing besides the Great Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kgK5HzXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/peY2dxJ3oa4/s1600-h/DSC00584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413155780965158258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kgK5HzXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/peY2dxJ3oa4/s320/DSC00584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kgR73q6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/2W74Muy7-T4/s1600-h/DSC00587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413155782855732130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kgR73q6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/2W74Muy7-T4/s320/DSC00587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kfA0nffI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1QlJxMDZ9_8/s1600-h/DSC00576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413155761082039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kfA0nffI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1QlJxMDZ9_8/s320/DSC00576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Golden Boat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kexIPrTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kJu8puEnoAw/s1600-h/DSC00574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413155756869397810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9kexIPrTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kJu8puEnoAw/s320/DSC00574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; HK National Flower.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm always quite unhappy when I ask you to do something and yet you can't do it for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;        Hmph. It do pissed me off ok. Hate you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2521861008775640819?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2521861008775640819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2521861008775640819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2521861008775640819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2521861008775640819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-hk-photos-updates.html' title='My HK photos updates'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx9n9BAlD4I/AAAAAAAAAx0/-k_UebPMpPw/s72-c/DSC01091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-7194551682872087221</id><published>2009-11-23T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:02:05.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with my job</title><content type='html'>Yayyy... at last I'm done with the Pall Mall job. Love this job so much as it doesn't require any sales so we don't have to push sales or encourage customers to buy the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Ee Yang a few times just now but he didn't answer my calls. I often get very anxious when he never picks up my calls. Afraid that there is something happened to him. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess he ter-sleep or drunk already. This piggy. LOL!! Hope he is doing fine there. Miss him sooo much now. Muacks... Love you &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413173977564956018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx91DWglxXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ZZaiG68a2Lo/s320/DSC01099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413173984744812786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx91DxQZsPI/AAAAAAAAAyM/HSlDawgT3Gg/s320/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413173993763684114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx91ES2qvxI/AAAAAAAAAyU/g05RwtJl5Ws/s320/DSC01102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bitch and Me camwhoring while too bored working.&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/8641977550169495915-7194551682872087221?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/7194551682872087221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=7194551682872087221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7194551682872087221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/7194551682872087221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/11/done-with-my-job.html' title='Done with my job'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sx91DWglxXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ZZaiG68a2Lo/s72-c/DSC01099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2338630333641478402</id><published>2009-11-20T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:55:56.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me back my chips</title><content type='html'>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything bully me now even the stupid poker in facebook also bully me. The chips and the cards are bullying me. Hmph!! Lost 5M today. Arghhhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartache!! I want back my poker chips. Sob sob =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2338630333641478402?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2338630333641478402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2338630333641478402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2338630333641478402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2338630333641478402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-back-my-chips.html' title='Give me back my chips'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1770029768906596731</id><published>2009-11-17T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:51:05.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pall Mall</title><content type='html'>At last my finals ended and I don't need to stress and spend my whole damn day and night for just studying. Wooooooooohooooooooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working as cigarettes promoter for this week in some kind of mamak stall near Bangsar LRT- 3 days Bangsar and 3 days Ampang. Quite fun working there as we got alot of breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staffs there are quite friendly and help us to promote Pall Mall cigarettes as well. Actually is not we wanted to sneak out but because the staffs there saying that some peak hours we are not allowed to walk here walk there because there will be quite alot of people. If we stand there or keep roaming around, they felt like we are quite disturbing. So me and Bobo have no choice but just sitting there. Haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its a quite easy job and I'm pretty glad that I receive this job. Thanks to Aerine from G2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cheers-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1770029768906596731?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1770029768906596731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1770029768906596731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1770029768906596731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1770029768906596731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/11/pall-mall.html' title='Pall Mall'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6117474863223863968</id><published>2009-10-27T21:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:37:16.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dudes and babes, finally I'm back to Malaysia!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hong Kong so much. The food, the shopping centres, the streets, the mtr railway, the buildings, the night view, the sight seeing places- M&lt;em&gt;adam Tussade&lt;/em&gt; especially and the security there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government in Hong Kong really rule the place well and there are very less crime offence there, you will feel safe even if it is just walking alone at those a bit darker places; not like Malaysia here and their public transport is so convenient and systematic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part of Hong Kong will have a railway station regardless it is near the city, in they city or far away from the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a tourist without knowing which way to go, you can easily find the road by refering to the MTR map and somehow, when u reach a station there will have notice board to show you which exit u should proceed to- exit A or exit B or exit C got which street, which shopping complex and which area, it will clearly stated out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why it is so flexible for us tourist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite lazy to write boout how good is the country there actually for my opinion, besides transportation everything in there is far alot better than Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how come Malaysia could not do the same or at least half similar to Hong Kong there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;LOL!! I'm like writting an essay about Hong Kong..... it's a bit boring thou, but......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to criticize my own country but just talking bout the fact but anyway, I'm a farking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;MALAYSIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and I will still support my own country but seriously, I really think that the politicians in Malaysia should take a look at other countries and they will find out how dumb are they to just sided those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PIGGIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and ruin the whole country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I will post up the pics soon and also the pictures of my dear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mun Ling's 21st Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6117474863223863968?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6117474863223863968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6117474863223863968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6117474863223863968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6117474863223863968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-937215751017916697</id><published>2009-10-17T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:26:16.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Want this Love to feel Like a Battlefield</title><content type='html'>Don't try to explain your mind&lt;br /&gt;I know what's happening here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One minute it's love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And suddenly it's like a battle-field&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word turns into a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it the smallest things that tear us down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world's nothing when you don't&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here without a shield&lt;br /&gt;Can't go back now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both hands tied behind my back with nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again&lt;br /&gt;Why we gotta fall for it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never meant to start a war&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I never wanna hurt you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't even know what we're fighting for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can't swallow our pride,&lt;br /&gt;Neither of us wanna raise that flag, mhmm&lt;br /&gt;If we can't surrender then we both gonna lose what we had, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jordin Sparks- Battlefield~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with this song so so much. Keep repeating the same song again and again regardless I'm at home, in the car or at friend's house. Maybe is cuz bout the lyrics really suits with what i'm being thru in my love relationship. Although I understand the meaning of the song very well and would like to build the intimacy among us but still the same: saying so is always easier than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being stubborn and hard-headed all the time and even 1 sorry I will feel like its the hardest word that coming out from my mouth. I will only say sorry if I really thinks that it's my fault ONLY. But if both of us are wrong also, why must I say sorry first instead of you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is just like the lyrics above that we can't swallow our pride and neither of us wanna raise that flag. But honestly,&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I Don't Want this Love to feel Like a Battlefield!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-937215751017916697?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/937215751017916697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=937215751017916697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/937215751017916697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/937215751017916697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-want-this-love-to-feel-like.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want this Love to feel Like a Battlefield'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8274059845498233183</id><published>2009-10-15T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:33:39.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored &amp; Lifeless</title><content type='html'>Gotta say thanks to Chi Han for helping me with my assignments but I'm so freaking bored now when facing those assignments.. arghhhhhhh!! Actually my life is already boring since the day&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ee Yang left Malaysia and it's even more boring after Lip and all fly to China  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will miss Lip alot and also Ah Hong for his bullshits and his sense of humor and also Ah Tim.... hmmm!! Wondering how's my Ling Ling's reaction when her darling gonna leave to China. So sorry to her because I'm not there when they leaving to China. No ones gonna accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can do is keep asking her to compare with me as her boyfriend is leaving for 3 months only while my boyfriend is leaving for 3 years. So can't be compare right. How I wish if Ee Yang is just leaving for 3 months then he comes back and stay for maybe 3 weeks and go there for 3 months and come back again... hahahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;=.=" Imagination is always better than Reality... I know~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8274059845498233183?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8274059845498233183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8274059845498233183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8274059845498233183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8274059845498233183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/10/bored-lifeless.html' title='Bored &amp; Lifeless'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8581734223099493356</id><published>2009-10-13T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:18:20.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Passed....</title><content type='html'>Wondering how come bloggers...ahem... others i mean could blog about their life or daily routine so frequently while I can't??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just lazy to deal with everything including the 3 freaking assignments that bugging me. Oh God, how I wish you could spare me more time to play and chilax or what you can do is to take away those laziness roots in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUT YET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm still here busying with my assignments... *deep sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, went out for lunch with my 2 babies today. My Baby Chubby, Chan Wei Hao and my Baby Emo, Andrew Ng. Haha!! Don't know whats the reason for my Baby Emo always being so emo but when the 3 of us sit together, we will have plenty of things to talk with and craps about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there for about 3 hours and Shaun came to join us and told us bout the results for Year 1 is out. After he finish talking bout it, my phone *beeps* and saw Vei Lun's msg telling me that results is out also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn it, I never in my life getting so nervous before and my hand's shaking when I heard bout it. So, Baby Emo asked me to use his IPhone to access to the internet and check my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh... talking bout his IPhone, so wish that I could have one too. It is just an awesome phone which could scroll around, zoom big or small as you wish and also all the marvelous games inside- &lt;em&gt;my favourite Photo Hunts&lt;/em&gt;...... hmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to my results again, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PASSED...... WOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my hand's still shaking after I checked my results and even when I'm driving back home. You could imagine how nervous am I and I can't imagine how emotional could I be if *touch wood* I really failed my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*giggles* God Blessed p/s: although I'm not Christian!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8581734223099493356?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8581734223099493356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8581734223099493356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8581734223099493356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8581734223099493356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-passed.html' title='I Passed....'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-9115826233367140264</id><published>2009-10-09T00:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:35:28.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deeply apologise to tiffany-kit.blogspot.com. I knew I've been neglecting my blog for so long but I'm just so lazy to upload or update my photos and my daily news you know? And ya, although I promise someone I will have to do this frequently but can i change to occasionally instead of frequently? Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quattro with my babe Karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st event here was going Quattro with my 2 babes Karen and Mun Ling. Karen just came back for holidays from Penang and at night we went Quattro with Lip and all. That night I was pretty upset so not gonna mention much here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390270430873320898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4WZeN-_cI/AAAAAAAAArU/MtL7Ry4Ws2c/s320/DSC00909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's my babe. She looks awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390270439775124178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4WZ_YVutI/AAAAAAAAArc/HyOFM5yX_YQ/s320/DSC00910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cutie babe. I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390270426106965986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4WZMdmL-I/AAAAAAAAArM/GHaVxDAMgUs/s320/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I love this pic so much. We look so match with each other =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390273559548787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4ZPlcV_DI/AAAAAAAAAs8/MCcu2k4iqhs/s320/DSC00937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's me and Mun Ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vei Lun's Birthday 19-09-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the 2nd event which is Vei Lun's birthday. We just plan a bbq in Chee Wai's house for him as his 21st celebration but somehow I was quite grateful that I met this gang because whenever I'm unhappy, you guys are here to cheer me up and accompany me. Love you guys so much. Actually I have nothing much to say, just wish this cibai happy 21st and may all his wishes be come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390270447495147506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4WacI77_I/AAAAAAAAArk/UsLNU_4XdGk/s320/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cibai Yap Vei Lun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390270451871766770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4WascZ2PI/AAAAAAAAArs/FqnpfrX9fAE/s320/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His gf, Bridgette and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390271578023839266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4XcPr-xiI/AAAAAAAAAr0/9zU4AAjkhn8/s320/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my heng dai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390271581062611266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4XcbAewUI/AAAAAAAAAr8/izTioEFuaCc/s320/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390271582700782194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4XchHDQnI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Jur6OjZsbLA/s320/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED DADDY 24/09/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Next event is daddy's birthday. My beloved daddy, I love you so much. Although I made you and mummy quite mad and worry bout me quite often but I still love you very very much. You are the best daddy in the world and I always tell everyone IF next time my husband could be just 50% like you I'm already satisfy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As for daddy's birthday, me and my brother intend to celebrate with him in Nilai Long Seng restaurant. Fei po and Ban Ban were in my house watching tvsince afternoon so mum asked them to join us together. The restaurant's design and decorations were just perfect and fabulous. Food and service was good so not much bad comment about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390271594008296370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4XdLO-O7I/AAAAAAAAAsM/H7LnZ6z-k2k/s320/DSC02021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Daddy and Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390273524697138098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4ZNjnEA7I/AAAAAAAAAsc/7CK3ZLDD-7E/s320/DSC02022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390273533624865138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4ZOE3mUXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YUpoVeBcEs4/s320/DSC02023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me, Daddy and Mummy. Not sure where my brother went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390273541044629458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4ZOggm79I/AAAAAAAAAss/E6KS2mTx5Bg/s320/DSC02027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;How nice if the photo is just me and Ban Ban?? The right fella sneak out from nowhere so thats why the effect goes like this. She is not included. hahahhahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390273550310776562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4ZPDB1HvI/AAAAAAAAAs0/75jzSzDMTmk/s320/DSC02028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The previous photo is better I think. Sorry bitch... I'm just being mean to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sg. Wang with Lip, Tim, Ling and Hong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went to Sg. Wang with them as Hong wanted to buy Nokia N97. His N96's screen was blank out of a sudden and can't even restart so its time for him to change a new one. Pictures below was capture from his new hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390274766618276802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4aV2IIs8I/AAAAAAAAAtM/BjhBGQ11Z9w/s320/17092009007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ling Ling and Me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390274776880412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4aWcW0deI/AAAAAAAAAtU/dsLj-wfgFyM/s320/17092009014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me and Mr. So named Hai Hong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390274756522166530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4aVQhCSQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/wMFqkhU01QM/s320/17092009003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390274791630103730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4aXTTa5LI/AAAAAAAAAtk/U7LynNLcGlE/s320/17092009021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;His phone is for us to camwhore. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390274782479724642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4aWxNzMGI/AAAAAAAAAtc/AtzPoFnFU4w/s320/17092009015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My watch which Ee Yang's mum present it to me. Thx lots auntie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mooncake festival. BBQ in Lip's house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;House war 3 in Lip's house so we went to his brother's room. Hong and Tim playing PS 2 while me and Mun Ling camwhore again which is the best activity to do when you are bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390275963522510018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4bbg8V7MI/AAAAAAAAAt0/dpqHsZdjVk0/s320/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I like this pic quite alot and even put it as fb profile pic. Ling helps to get the angle and snap it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390275979772808466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4bcdetzRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/5vhL2gleGfo/s320/DSC00981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nearer angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390275984566333858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4bcvVlMaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/_sQ5PjsAxo0/s320/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;How about the one with colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390275990972540482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4bdHM8JkI/AAAAAAAAAuM/B7U-qJtBTg8/s320/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ling Ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390276973342549490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4cWS0M5fI/AAAAAAAAAus/3dRoDtaxDIQ/s320/DSC00998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mr. So again, the one who bully me always but also the 1st one who got anxious and also will try his best to help when anyone of us in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390276967734112450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4cV97C8MI/AAAAAAAAAuk/JNu7EjxkiZg/s320/DSC01002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mr. Tim, Ling Ling's husband. Failed to snap pic with Lip because he was quite busy that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390275961505442386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4bbZbb6lI/AAAAAAAAAts/jQFyuv8iBIw/s320/DSC00948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiffany~kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390276956827512322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4cVVStbgI/AAAAAAAAAuU/CIDAP0CHBHE/s320/DSC00991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My love mark from Ms. Kong Mun Ling. Actually it was a cigarette burnt from her but naturally it turns to a heart shape. LOL!! She don't want me to forget her so thats why left a scar on my shoulder there... Haha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390276961376202242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4cVmPM7gI/AAAAAAAAAuc/YfeO7ONFbQg/s320/DSC00994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Luckily it was a love shape. At least not so ugly and quite proud to have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390276979475431954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4cWpqZQhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/urqFOoKPoJg/s320/DSC01008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Accidentally scratch it and blood dripping out a bit when I'm sleeping so it turns to this colour. Half darker red.&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/8641977550169495915-9115826233367140264?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/9115826233367140264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=9115826233367140264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9115826233367140264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/9115826233367140264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/10/latest-updates.html' title='Latest Updates'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Ss4WZeN-_cI/AAAAAAAAArU/MtL7Ry4Ws2c/s72-c/DSC00909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-429546030679954853</id><published>2009-09-19T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:03:58.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My darling Chow Ee Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss you and I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eventhough you are not by my side now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You will still be in my heart always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-429546030679954853?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/429546030679954853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=429546030679954853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/429546030679954853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/429546030679954853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-my-love.html' title='Goodbye, my love'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5759134414650250743</id><published>2009-09-09T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:48:34.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/09/09??</title><content type='html'>What is the meaning of it?&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting love?? So??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get tired when everything is not what you desired for&lt;br /&gt;When you put him as the 1st priority&lt;br /&gt;even more important than your friends and everything,&lt;br /&gt;he just wouldn't appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;But on the other way round, even just a 2 weeks friend&lt;br /&gt;he also feel like the friend is far more important than the gf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5759134414650250743?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5759134414650250743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5759134414650250743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5759134414650250743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5759134414650250743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='09/09/09??'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8198157998927932311</id><published>2009-09-03T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:12:21.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so blurrrr =((</title><content type='html'>Called Vei Lun just now and asked him to help me to print out the exam docket as my printer spoil already. Then I told him what's coming out for exam and ask him remember to bring my exam docket tomorrow cuz tomorrow exam. Vei Lun's reaction was like very surprise and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What exam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Tomorrow exam la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Stupid, changed dy you donno meh? It's on Monday la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Huh?? Serious ar?? WTF!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I called Vei Lun and asked him to print out my exam docket if not I'll be stupid stupid go walk in to the exam hall with no one inside then go back and ask the department how come there's no one inside since it's exam today and the department people there will answer me the exam is actually on Monday. LOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8198157998927932311?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8198157998927932311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8198157998927932311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8198157998927932311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8198157998927932311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-stupid.html' title='I&apos;m so blurrrr =(('/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5719235141794069520</id><published>2009-09-03T04:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T04:18:31.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"安靜了" by S.H.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;只剩下钢琴陪我站在这里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;梦想中 属於我们的婚礼&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;却成了 单人结婚进行曲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;在这场爱情角力的拔河里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱我还是爱你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你选择了自己 wo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;撒娇的 可爱的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;迷人的 爱哭的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;照片里 曾经的 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;都是你喜欢的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;如今我还在原地&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你却走回你的记忆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我爱你太多 就快要把你淹没&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你害怕幸福 短暂一秒就崩落&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;分开是一种解脱 让你好好的想过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我想要的那片天空 你是不是能够给我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我给你太多 却不能给我什麽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;分不清激情 承诺永恒或迷惑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱情是一道伤口 我们各自苦痛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;沉默是我最後温柔 是因为我太爱你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只剩下钢琴陪我站在这里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;梦想中 属於我们的婚礼&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;安静了 在我枕边的梦里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我知道相爱原本就不容易&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱不是一场雨&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;努力就有结局 wo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt like craving for this song so much. Sing K anyone?? Let's go.............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5719235141794069520?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5719235141794069520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5719235141794069520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5719235141794069520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5719235141794069520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-she.html' title='&quot;安靜了&quot; by S.H.E'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4781401510435426980</id><published>2009-09-01T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:34:06.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th month anniversary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Beloved Darling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 7th month anniversary to us!! I'm sorry to have make you feeling upset and worry bout me all the time. I'm also sorry for being too emotional and demanding on you. All I want is just a bit of time, caring and attention seeking from you. I won't promise you that I will be an understanding and considerate gf that you want but I will try my best to do so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love you my dear. &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpwEDGW33UI/AAAAAAAAArE/6SuBSX0oWh4/s1600-h/CIMG1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376176506466196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpwEDGW33UI/AAAAAAAAArE/6SuBSX0oWh4/s320/CIMG1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soh Po and Soh Lou &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Distance is not the end of the world in a relationship &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Distance cannot, and will not hurt a bond between two people that is based on &lt;strong&gt;mutual respect, trust, commitment, and love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Although you may feel like you are losing faith in your relationship at times, hold fast and trust your heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I, like you, truly believe that love &amp;amp; relationships are what make your life special, and that ones built on love &amp;amp; understanding are always worth preserving, regardless of the miles that may separate two people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE NOT ALONE !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I browse thru this article and felt what it says really speaking out the voice of my heart. I truely believe we can go thru all hardships together and somehow it's useless thinking bout the future and wondering what will happen next and all. For the time being, I know that you love me and I love you and that's enough. &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/8641977550169495915-4781401510435426980?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4781401510435426980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4781401510435426980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4781401510435426980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4781401510435426980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-7th-month-anniversary.html' title='Happy 7th month anniversary!!'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpwEDGW33UI/AAAAAAAAArE/6SuBSX0oWh4/s72-c/CIMG1808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8220455264300691111</id><published>2009-08-31T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:57:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Merdeka to everyone!!</title><content type='html'>Although it's absolutely a boring day for me but as a Malaysian I should at least greet my country Happy Merdeka. Nowhere to go today and I suddenly felt like I'm becoming so lifeless nowadays. Even my parents came home later than me =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been facing my laptop the whole night thought of waiting for Ee Yang to come online but that stupid piggy is still sleeping and till it's 2pm now in U.S, he also haven't wake up yet. Sigh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want back my happening life and I've been thinking what did I do in the past that makes me feel at least not so lifeless like now but seems like I can't think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhh............... feeling emo again!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8220455264300691111?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8220455264300691111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8220455264300691111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8220455264300691111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8220455264300691111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-merdeka-to-everyone.html' title='Happy Merdeka to everyone!!'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4820429534455687387</id><published>2009-08-23T23:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T02:11:39.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;No more pathetic day for me I guess. Before that I really feel damn pathetic and it seems like the world is going to end without Ee Yang with me. The only word depressed could best describe me. I guess I feeling so depressed is because I feel lack of caring and attention and communication seems to be a problem for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But now I felt better and started to accept the fact that Ee Yang is in US. He was right. I should have faith and confidence in him to maintain this relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all my depression are gone and there's nothing special happened to me recently but looking thru my handphone, there are loads of photos which I hadn't post out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darling and Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373190053289881794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFn4pUBcMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/tAg_DO5PP9Q/s320/DSC00193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Snap it when we were in Langkawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373190066853156642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFn5b1wlyI/AAAAAAAAAnM/S_18I5KYsjc/s320/DSC00204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Our 6th month anniversary in Mt. Langat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373209434856710434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF5gzRpYSI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0ckmZiRaf6c/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Quattro (Winter). Just went there to have a look and back to Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373190058473457186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFn48n4hiI/AAAAAAAAAnE/w_ppMaL9nIg/s320/DSC00224.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Penang. Chilling on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phuture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373192067679212578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFpt5f3VCI/AAAAAAAAAns/OYY0y4BZKfY/s320/DSC06002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373192077039459426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFpucXhXGI/AAAAAAAAAn0/7vOZyOVraG4/s320/DSC06009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373192051198381218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFps8GhzKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/lE6PMZLp0AI/s320/DSC06006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373192059533511842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFptbJxzKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/BWpUCCTS9zg/s320/DSC06008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, Myself and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below photos were snapped when I'm too bored waiting for Ee Yang to manage his visa. By the way, mum and dad told me that I'm getting thinner and thinner nowadays. They asked me to eat more but I myself also realised that I'm getting thinner if compare to last time. HOLY SHITTT. I don't like being so thin actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198361130823762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFvcObp8FI/AAAAAAAAAn8/cVbeCGoIlLU/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cute face 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198362044106210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFvcR1ZheI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pwfzO4daMUs/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198384262137794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFvdkmlx8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/iJeH7y8g954/s320/DSC00864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lala face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198370752436114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFvcyRoF5I/AAAAAAAAAoM/88yvc6B30vg/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Normal face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198377199080450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFvdKSoFAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/P_Ki--lr0EE/s320/DSC00863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shhh... Silence plsss. Cute face 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201534229355282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFyU7JTGxI/AAAAAAAAAos/fAw4vdQ9WyE/s320/DSC00867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Normal face 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201528887831202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFyUnPx6qI/AAAAAAAAAok/N0CCgSfBz5w/s320/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Normal face 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201558381154258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFyWVHiT9I/AAAAAAAAApE/Gw-Gs-ta4Co/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gentle face. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201541444239218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFyVWBdf3I/AAAAAAAAAo0/iqvn2FT8as0/s320/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Side face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373203151681326354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFzzEn5jRI/AAAAAAAAAps/abcLUMMZ5cU/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mischievous face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373203141859438226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFzygCLbpI/AAAAAAAAApk/RvGpTxHGNL4/s320/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sad face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373203135717341570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFzyJJyeYI/AAAAAAAAApc/YeybVTbRBTU/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bored face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373203129408565586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFzxxpqMVI/AAAAAAAAApU/0To_AwCGTgc/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373203128128192386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFzxs4ZP4I/AAAAAAAAApM/6sZF5oMhet4/s320/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lala face 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373204772988230562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1Rcdlm6I/AAAAAAAAAqE/wB8Cu6GON8c/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Silly face 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373204769186600690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1ROTNVvI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qfDwoFxiMQk/s320/DSC00889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boh song face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373204759095723106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1QotWxGI/AAAAAAAAAp0/h0tqVj4cJ0M/s320/DSC00888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute cute face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373205261219770338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1t3RDr-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/wlHM6XdzUJU/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cool face 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373204783469406018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1SDgfp0I/AAAAAAAAAqU/gzkVthsw-vo/s320/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cool face 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373204782219905458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1R-2lybI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fECqg4IKEA0/s320/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My favourite pose plus cute face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373205266388309266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1uKhVVRI/AAAAAAAAAqk/4D_N94Anz8U/s320/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My favourite pose 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373205273021011106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpF1ujOsVKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ZFioJ12B8z0/s320/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My favourite pose 2.&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/8641977550169495915-4820429534455687387?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4820429534455687387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4820429534455687387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4820429534455687387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4820429534455687387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-of-day.html' title='Pictures of the day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SpFn4pUBcMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/tAg_DO5PP9Q/s72-c/DSC00193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8004990668084292296</id><published>2009-08-20T03:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T04:02:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic Day 3</title><content type='html'>I just came back from Lip's house and win big money. Weeeeeee.... KIT YEE HOU ONGGGG AR and I'm declare as Old Thousand Woman by Wai Wai. Translate it in Cantonese and you will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a stupid dog outside Lip's house which will jumped on me when I passed by so I was quite afraid of it actually. But when Ee Yang saw the stupid dog following me he will always be there to protect me and lead my way. So when I first reach Lip's house that time, I thought of that and I can't stop crying. But of course Lip they all don't know bout me crying before enter the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we playing mahjong, we had some alcohol session which all brought by Ee Yang to Lip's house before he went to US. I drank 2 cans of beer and its enough to make me super duper hyper and keep doing silly expression and stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I really think that Lip was very good to Ee Yang and he really treat him as brother not like some of the friends that will only take advantage of people. I think because I'm Ee Yang's gf so he very sayang me also. He promise me that if he save enough money he will accompany me to Minesota and find Ee Yang. In this case, I have to save money in order to go Minesota to find my darling so I will have to continue be the Old Thousand Woman. Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, playing mahjong in Lip's house really makes me feel alot better. With his 38 friends at there to chill me up makes me feel CHILAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHILAX= chill + relax by Mr. Chow Ee Yang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8004990668084292296?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8004990668084292296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8004990668084292296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8004990668084292296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8004990668084292296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/08/pathetic-day-3.html' title='Pathetic Day 3'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1866786283590469159</id><published>2009-08-19T18:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:09:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at 4pm today and when I woke up I was searching for my phone and thought of texting Ee Yang and tell him I wake up already. Then I suddenly realise that he has gone to U.S =( The feeling is not good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Usually when I wake up I will call him and either I go over his place or he will fetch me out but there is no such thing for now already. Sigh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Darling must have been very tired of sitting on the plane for 18 freaking hours. He has to sit 1 hour to transit to Singapore Changi airport and wait for like 6 hours there then take another 8 hours flight to Tokyo and wait 2 hours there to wait for the next transit. Then sit another 11 hours on the plane only he will reach Minesota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cham cham darling. I'm now facing the laptop again doing nothing is just like when he is in Beijing but now in U.S, the time was so different.... here night there morning and I have to wait for him to settle down his uni things, get a sim card and internet connection only we can chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I now also cham cham waiting for my husband. Mun Ling asked me to go Lip's house for mahjong but usually I went there with Ee Yang but now have to go with Mun Ling. It's bit weird but somehow, Mun Ling broke up with his bf again so both of us cham cham together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually I feel so lucky to have Mun Ling with me. She drive and accompany me all the way to KLIA and bored bored like that wait for Ee Yang to go to the gates then fetch me back to Cheras and accompany me again. I love you my so-called mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371626743407315074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SovaECLICII/AAAAAAAAAms/BxpS5SXKJgM/s320/5640_143264540589_598110589_3812544_4213951_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yang yang's farewell. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ee Wang, Ee Quin, Ee Yang, Me and Ee Yang's mum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371626751108484450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SovaEe3OjWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/gRsGV53f5W0/s320/5640_143264550589_598110589_3812546_2234947_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Goodbye to my Yang Yang. I miss Ee Yang Power =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, after my dinner we will be heading to Lip's house and cheat Tim's money again. Weeeeeeee!! Kit Yee and Mun Ling HOU ONGGGGGGGG AR!! kekekkeke.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1866786283590469159?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1866786283590469159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1866786283590469159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1866786283590469159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1866786283590469159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/08/pathetic-day-2.html' title='Pathetic Day 2'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SovaECLICII/AAAAAAAAAms/BxpS5SXKJgM/s72-c/5640_143264540589_598110589_3812544_4213951_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-765650928275235579</id><published>2009-08-19T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:04:57.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic Day</title><content type='html'>I'm just back from KLIA as Ee Yang is going off to US today. When he is walking down to the departures I almost burst to tears but I tried to hold my tears back as his parents are all there and I don't want him to feel sad in seeing me crying also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so pathetic now. Just like whatever I do or see, it just reminds me of him. I miss him alot and I really really do. His voice, his touch, his cuteness and lek chek-ness. Ya, I know we could survive without anyone but when thinking of he is not by my side now and everything I do without him, what my life will be and how am I going to pass thru all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who could I find when I'm bored? Who is there for me when I want to manja someone? That's only you who could do all these for me. I don't think others could replace that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how, I will still wait for you. I love you and miss you soooooooo much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-765650928275235579?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/765650928275235579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=765650928275235579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/765650928275235579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/765650928275235579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/08/pathetic-day.html' title='Pathetic Day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4457299015576342586</id><published>2009-07-25T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:56:49.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Tower Restaurant</title><content type='html'>Went to KL Tower restaurant with Ee Yang and his family today. It's a buffet type restaurant actually. Ee Yang's mum got those free vouchers so she ask whether we would like to have dinner there anot. Of course our answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, apart from the views and the spinnings; it's nothing at all special. The restaurant charges RM140++ for 1 person but the food is not up to standard at all and the staff were not as friendly as expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if customers are paying this sort of money, they will definitely expect high services and high qualities of food. Luckily its free since we got the vouchers. Seriously, if I need to pay this sort of money to have a buffet dinner in KL Tower I would rather choose Tenji or Shangri La. Well, I guess they just focus on tourist more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, the view is pretty good and it's quite nice to have a fine dining there and also the spinnings around the restaurant though it doesn't worth the money. I wanted to snap pictures of the view and the food there but since his mother and brother are there together so I feel quite awkward to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr.............. I still need to wake up at 7am tomorrow to attend the basketball gathering for SSS and it's already 4am by now. Should I sleep for at least 3 hours or wait??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Bitch is going to Cameron Highlands with her boyfriend and my buddy Mr. Dominic later. Wish them having a fun and enjoyable trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4457299015576342586?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4457299015576342586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4457299015576342586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4457299015576342586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4457299015576342586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-kl-tower-restaurant-with-ee.html' title='KL Tower Restaurant'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8305440541549664876</id><published>2009-07-24T03:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:06:49.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is perfect</title><content type='html'>I'm just wondering sometimes what you think or what you expect may not be true until you really had experience on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you are having a party tomorrow and you expect it to be wonderful or fantastic but end up it turn to a boredom to you. Or the perfect soulmate you thought that it will be perfectly suits you in the beginning but until you got along with it only you found out there are still imperfect things on him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is a boring party, some may just leave the party and find other activities to do. If it is an imperfect soulmate, some may also just break up and find others which you think it suits you perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to me, I guess if it is a party I will find ways to cope myself in with others in order to make myself not being bored there and is the same if it turns to my soulmate. I have no choice but to accept his imperfect stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;Things I dislike about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;1.) When you promise me things, you just wouldn't do it nicely or break promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2.) You are fucking tooooo playful and you just couldn't be bored. You are an extreme fun seeker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3.) You made me worry all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;4.) You have not much opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things I love about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.) Your stupid silly cute expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.) Wherever you go you will bring me along with you no matter what occassion it is. If I say I don't feel like going you will still insist me to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3.) The way you make me happy again when you make me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4.) The way I manja you and the way you manja me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5.) Your tummy....... weeeeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that I keep complaining why aren't you this this this but come to think of it no one or nothing is perfect anyway. Sometimes I just grew tired of everything and wish to dump it in a bin just like that but I just couldn't make it. It's all because I need him and he needs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is actually an incident happened today which made me grew quite mad at him but I keep myself cool and talk calmly with him. So nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good girl Kit Yee, you did not lose your temper this time. Hurrayyyyyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--Sam Keen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8305440541549664876?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8305440541549664876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8305440541549664876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8305440541549664876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8305440541549664876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-is-perfect.html' title='Nothing is perfect'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4641300129887898413</id><published>2009-07-20T02:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T03:33:03.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19th of July (my belated birthday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aunt Mei Lin purposely came all the way to KL with Aunt Nancy (aunt's friend) to celebrate my 21st birthday. She'd been calling me since 2 weeks ago upon where to celebrate my birthday. That's so sweet of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At last I made up my mind to have a fine dining in Eden since I never been there before. Dad and I ordered tenderloin with black mushroom oxtail soup and wild mushroom soup, Bro ordered seafood platter and french onion soup, Mum ordered mix grill and shared the oxtail soup with dad, Aunt Mei Lin ordered ribeye steak and wild mushroom soup while Aunt Nancy shared the mushroom soup with her and ordered seafood marinara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly the food hadn't meet up my expectations and I did feel a slightly disappointed to Eden. It wasn't that delicious after all and I feel the Ship's one is much better than it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've actually brought the camera with me but I've totally forgotten bout it and until the waiter collect all plates only I realise I did have the camera with me. Silly of me for being so absent minded so I just snap pics with my family without snapping the food there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360248063098904610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNtNqz8YCI/AAAAAAAAAl8/6SkP8qq-6qc/s320/IMG_5786.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aunt Nancy, Me and Aunt Mei Lin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360248069242546370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNtOBss6MI/AAAAAAAAAmE/MlwoFJ9x1x4/s320/IMG_5787.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Family Pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Belated Birthday 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I reach home around 10 something and about 11 something my cousin brother called me and asked where am I. Of course I'm at home and that was lucky of me for not going out because my cousin brother said he want to pass me a small gift and brought a cake upwhich bought from Baskin Robbins to celebrate with me.&lt;/p&gt;The gift is just my favourite Famous Amos putting inside a container with sweet wrappings but I appreciate it lots. Thats not the matter of the gift, it's just the meaning of having such a heart there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252427152130050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNxLsLUAAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/khpCdB4EPxY/s320/IMG_5788.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baskin Robbins ice-cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252428229143794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNxLwMF7PI/AAAAAAAAAmU/geh4PtRSkCM/s320/IMG_5789.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me and my cousin sister. Since Wednesday is my cousin sister's birthday too so we blew the candle together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252432558432466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNxMAURoNI/AAAAAAAAAmc/kxKCxkD2dXY/s320/IMG_5790.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cousin brother, Me and cousin sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252438820022786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNxMXpJ6gI/AAAAAAAAAmk/wpKbVFQYQgk/s320/IMG_5791.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me and the Low's 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/8641977550169495915-4641300129887898413?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4641300129887898413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4641300129887898413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4641300129887898413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4641300129887898413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-belated-birthday.html' title='My Belated Birthday'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNtNqz8YCI/AAAAAAAAAl8/6SkP8qq-6qc/s72-c/IMG_5786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2997291983976332282</id><published>2009-07-18T09:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T02:19:18.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 21st Birthday and seriously I did have a wonderful birthday party for this year. Honestly, I've been so stress for planning everything for this birthday. I hope to have at least something special not like those previous party which just went out to have a fine dining with some close friends or celebrating it in Red Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After brainstorming alot of ideas out, finally I've decided to book a service apartment and celebrate my birthday there. I've to say thank you to my Bitch for helping me to browse thru alot of service apartment and gave alot of opinions to me on how am I going to organize and prepare everything out for the party. So end up I book a service apartment in Prince Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bitch suggest me to order catering food to the service apartment and of course my Ban Ban suggest the same thing too. Dad ask me to swap the credit card for the rental of the apartment and bro sponsor me 3 cartons of beer and a bottle of XO + Black Label + Whisky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I realise my parents really love me alot and not willing to let me spend my own allowance at those expenses for everything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Eventhough I keep rejecting my dad's offer but he still insist me to swap the credit card instead of me paying cash using my own money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Sometimes I felt guilty of keep going against my parents will such as restricting me from doing this and that. But I'm just that type of rebellious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;I know that's wrong but that is just me and I just can't simply change my stupid attitude. I love them but it's just difficult to express it out. OK, I'll just stop crapping here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213637218979810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNN50akT-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/BIfDgpC_MlU/s320/IMG_5765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;From 8 something to 12 something, that is my friend's session. Basically, we just ate the food which I ordered from the catering service, drink some beer and playing poker. About 12 something, is turn to Ee Yang's friends to celebrate my birthday. Honestly, his friends are totally more happening than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We play poker till 2 something and start our drinking session by playing some drinking games such as putting the card on ur forehead and the smallest card shall drink and playing the FUCK YOU game. They are totally crazy and almost 3 cartons of beer are finished by them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost gone down and darling is totally down for helping me to drink all glasses of liquor and beer when his friends keep forcing me to drink. That's bf's responsibilities anyway *grinning*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We drank till 7 something and most of them gone down. I stay awake to clean up the place and since it's already 9 something and around 11 something I have to check out so no point of sleeping now. Although the activities is a bit simple but seriously it's enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;Thanks to my darling for everything he did. Although these 3 words I've been saying for multiple times but everytime I said it I seriously meant it. I Love You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213643183055186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNN6Kog4VI/AAAAAAAAAkM/zOHNGk6P3YU/s320/IMG_5767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eating Session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213652737234498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNN6uOaFkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wN39SgrJzgs/s320/IMG_5771.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213654949744562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNN62d6T7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/qWmUQcBI7g4/s320/IMG_5772.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The birthday girl (ME).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360215924136364210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNP-72KSLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/cLQ4daCfJuw/s320/IMG_5773.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Snapping with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360215925908782674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNP_CcvPlI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OgNfj-tpRYY/s320/IMG_5774.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Snapping with boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360215931861513346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNP_Yn-tII/AAAAAAAAAlE/FW2sk4iZLKQ/s320/IMG_5775.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Snapping with the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360215939850347906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNP_2YqpYI/AAAAAAAAAlM/crj9znskhpQ/s320/IMG_5776.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213662062093842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNN7Q9oJhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/vXH5r36JdcA/s320/IMG_5777.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stupid Bitch and Ban camwhoring inside the room using my camera without me =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360215913782935218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNP-VRtfrI/AAAAAAAAAks/pDvAbVpDC8A/s320/IMG_5779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chiu Foong and Vei Lun joined their camwhore group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360217852674833906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNRvMNj_fI/AAAAAAAAAlk/vyUfHbhklPo/s320/IMG_5782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Poker session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360217865213297698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNRv669xCI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PjjT_pTmGiM/s320/IMG_5784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Poker session 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360217849222426402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNRu_WcbyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Nh1TQnPA4ZQ/s320/IMG_5781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soh Wai, Mr Spoil (Ian) and Vernon. No idea what are they up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360217857104159490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNRvctmIwI/AAAAAAAAAls/LJ2LfrNbEpA/s320/IMG_5783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soh Wai and Mr Spoil dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's kind of waste that i forgot to snap pictures when we are playing the FUCK YOU game and their drunk faces and stupid acts. Anyway, really appreciate and thanks to those who attend my birthday party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Toodles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2997291983976332282?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2997291983976332282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2997291983976332282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2997291983976332282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2997291983976332282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-21st-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SmNN50akT-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/BIfDgpC_MlU/s72-c/IMG_5765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2994972578168447761</id><published>2009-07-13T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:40:50.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Hallucinating</title><content type='html'>My blog is quite dead as I've been neglecting it for quite some time. I've got no idea what to publish previously. But right now, I feel like I'm hallucinating over some important thoughts and some unnecessary thoughts. Is quite personal so I'm not going to mention here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the damn bloody whole night, I just can't keep my eyes shut and I'm staying awake until now not knowing what should I do, who should I call and where should I go. I've been feeling sicked since the last few days and my condition is still the same for now or maybe it's getting worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from dreadful headaches now and I'm thinking have I ate anything wrong or is the food not hygienic enough and it leads me to food poisoning now?? Somehow, my stomach is feeling uneasy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like eating and I don't feel like sleeping. Worst of all I don't know what should I do now. That's sickenning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-2994972578168447761?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2994972578168447761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2994972578168447761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2994972578168447761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2994972578168447761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-hallucinating.html' title='I&apos;m Hallucinating'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5805167523073074932</id><published>2009-06-25T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:54:44.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday to Chyi</title><content type='html'>To : Miss Eve Chiew Sheve Chyi &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st Birthday to you (Belated I mean)!!! May all your wishes be come true and bla bla bla. Touching words aren't suitable for me to use on you and I don't think you will feel touch even if I said some stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are my best friend forever and I'm just so lucky to have you as my best friend or I'm glad that both of us don't have the gap when we meet each other even we are far apart. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;................. &lt;/em&gt;Nahh, screw it. She won't like that and that's not our style to communicate with each other either. So, just a Happy Birthday for her will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Best Friends Forever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353907087077143410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SkzmISWt83I/AAAAAAAAAj8/bQ0Pmc57heY/s320/265194602l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the pics snap at Langkawi are all with Wai Wai. Will upload it as soon as I get those pics from him. Nitez and sweet dreams!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5805167523073074932?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5805167523073074932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5805167523073074932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5805167523073074932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5805167523073074932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-belated-birthday-to-chyi.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday to Chyi'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/SkzmISWt83I/AAAAAAAAAj8/bQ0Pmc57heY/s72-c/265194602l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1521512617257509746</id><published>2009-06-18T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:13:49.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Weee... I've make up my mind to go Langkawi with Ee Yang and his friends. Hopefully we will enjoy this trip. We will be going there by bus and will be heading to the bus station in a few hours later. Bless us with a wonderful and enjoyable trip =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1521512617257509746?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1521512617257509746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1521512617257509746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1521512617257509746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1521512617257509746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/confirmation.html' title='Confirmation'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6036958604901526316</id><published>2009-06-17T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:56:45.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is back</title><content type='html'>Ee Yang came back on last Saturday and I went to KLIA to pick him up with the companion of Mun Ling and Karen. Love both of them sooo much. Later on we went to Poppy but unfortunately, something happen and screw my mood out so I did not really enjoy myself very much there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm in dilemma now. I can't make up my mind whether I should go to Langkawi on this Friday with Ee Yang and Ee Yang's friends or going to Perhentian with my two babies (Mun Ling and Karen). Arghhhhhhh................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that really piss me off is my mum. I've been locking myself up for about 3 months and finished my exam on last Wednesday so why can't I go out too often or coming back late? Duhh... after July 18 I will turn to 21 years old. 21 YEARS OLD and I'm a freaking adult now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have sue you for grounding me and not letting me out if I'm an Australia citizen or American perhaps. LOL!! Just kidding mann. I won't sue my mum. I still love her but I will love her more if she is not showing faces to me when I said I'm going out. It's just damn pathetic mann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6036958604901526316?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6036958604901526316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6036958604901526316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6036958604901526316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6036958604901526316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-is-back.html' title='He is back'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8379725461489896139</id><published>2009-06-12T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:59:55.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new decoration for my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My Old Blog Decoration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm still working on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tadahhhh...... finish working!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm just creating a new header and edit the text fonts and colours only. Peoples, I have to clarify something that I'm not breaking up with Ee Yang. Just feel that posting up tiffany-kit.blogspot.com might be better than myeverlastingsoulmate.blogspot.com. I still love him as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought I'm suppose to go out and chill or going to clubs to release my stress after the whole bloody process of finals and yet I'm still sticking my ass here facing the pc for the whole damn day and night. It just seems like I'm so lifeless. Darn =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never been to Phuture and I'm so tempted to go now. Babe probably will be taking me to there tomorrow. Awww......... but is just a MAYBE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8379725461489896139?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8379725461489896139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8379725461489896139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8379725461489896139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8379725461489896139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-decoration-for-my-blog.html' title='My new decoration for my blog'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4970798967291811464</id><published>2009-06-11T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:39:04.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.....</title><content type='html'>Yupp... and finally I've done with my exams. OMG... my eyes looks like panda eyes now as I've been getting late sleep all this while. Almost around 4-5am only I will sleep. I think I'm facing insomnia now as I suppose to be very tired yesterday but I just can't sleep end up rolling and rolling on the bed until 5 something only I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee... my exam is done so no more emo emo, stress stress, lek lek chek chek and leng kik Kit Yee anymore. That's only good for Ee Yang I think because I will only throw my temper on him not on my friends. Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he is coming back on this Saturday. I can't wait to see him and I miss him soooo much. Gosh, I think I need to do some facial or eye treatment before he comes back. Is just because after my exams, pimples is coming out, my panda eyes is getting darker and darker and that makes my whole face expression looks so tired. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to redecorate my blog again and maybe will name it as tiffany-kit.blogspot.com IF I'm not lazy. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-4970798967291811464?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4970798967291811464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4970798967291811464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4970798967291811464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4970798967291811464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='Finally.....'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-1854834607393230557</id><published>2009-06-08T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:12:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys are just unfair</title><content type='html'>Me and my bitch just realize guys are being so unfair. When they are in a bad mood, they expect us to be considerate and understanding and it is wrong if we showing black face or throwing tantrums at them. That is counted as an inconsiderate gf again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... so, what bout us? When we are in a bad mood or stress or emo, who's gonna comfort us? Talking in a moody way or showing temper out.......... mind you, they just won't even bother to care or giving out a word of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some even worst, is maybe when they are inconvenient to talk and they know their gf is being unhappy; they won't farking care bout her feelings and giving excuses "Is inconvenient to talk here..............byeeeeeee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they know they are being unhappy, just send a message and said sorry baby/darling /dear, I can't possibly cheer you up and I'm just so lousy of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever try to give in the effort in making your gf to cheer up or giving words of comfort? So plssssssssss, stop giving silly excuses when you are not even trying to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their problems are serious matter and ours are just a small petty matter so, guys are just unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-1854834607393230557?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/1854834607393230557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=1854834607393230557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1854834607393230557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/1854834607393230557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/guys-are-just-unfair.html' title='Guys are just unfair'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-5233268601774258384</id><published>2009-06-05T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:33:25.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo and stress</title><content type='html'>I'm just pretty stress and emo for my finals, studies and overseas abroad. Whenever it comes to the issue of studies or overseas abroad, I will try to switch to another topic to avoid talking bout this matter but in fact I'm really stress and worried bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied until 5am yesterday but of course in the middle I stop studying for 1 and half hour to spend some time talking with my darling and after talking with him I continue study again. So, today I woke up at 2 something planning to continue the previous chapter I stopped yesterday but I just don't have the mood to open my text book to study. End up playing texas poker in facebook and stalking to other people's blog till now. I gave myself a big deep "SIGH".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I admit I'm really lazy and got headaches often whenever I thought of studying. Yeah, that's just lazy people with silly excuses. OK, calm down........ NO MORE TEXAS, NO MORE SPAMMING, NO MORE RC AND NO MORE DAY DREAMING IN FRONT OF THE PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FOCUS FOCUS AND MOTIVATION IS ALL WHAT I NEED NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, say is always easier than do.............. God, bless me with my finals and grant me some motivation to study pleaseeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-5233268601774258384?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/5233268601774258384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=5233268601774258384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5233268601774258384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/5233268601774258384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/emo-and-stress.html' title='emo and stress'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8714560037515387819</id><published>2009-06-04T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:45:08.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kind of Fantastic Group Study</title><content type='html'>Today, my some kind of friends woke me up at 11.30am to have lunch with them and after lunch we will start studying and discuss bout the finals exam coming soon. Things were planned like that but it did not run smoothly as how we planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, one of my friends said is still early now why not we play snooker to relax first and all of them agree. Well fine, so all of us went to play the so called 1 round snooker but end up playing 2 rounds snooker, 6 rounds pool and 1 round foos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reach McDonald to study, it's already 4pm. =.=" Luckily, I still manage to study 1 chapter today after all unnecessary entertainments. Anyway, is really quite fun playing snooker. Although I'm small size but I still can aim and hit the balls =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8714560037515387819?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8714560037515387819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8714560037515387819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8714560037515387819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8714560037515387819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/06/kind-of-fantastic-group-study.html' title='A Kind of Fantastic Group Study'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6742251248525229643</id><published>2009-05-24T23:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:02:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th, 12th and 13th Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;11th day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really couldn't recall what we did on the 11th day because there are no pictures snap on the 11th day. If I'm not mistaken, we went to a Korean restaurant for dinner. Well, I order Spaghetti Carbonara and darling order some pork but cooking in Korean style. Silly of me for ordering Carbonara in a Korean restaurant. Mine taste normal but darling's portion taste good. After that, we went wandering around in Xidan again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;12th Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I told darling I wanna eat Beijing specialty as it was my last day in Beijing so darling took me to this restaurant and I've forgotten the restaurant's name. We order pork with buns provided to let us put the pork in the middle of the bun and eat it, dried cheese, fried pumpkin sticks, bamboo shoots and the famous Peking "Bao Tou". I don't know what does it calls in English but the main ingredient used is some kind of beef organ. It was just more than enough for both of us to eat and end up we can't finish it all and leave it just like that. What a waste!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552457258700594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh10Khc-jzI/AAAAAAAAAhg/OVcFw9TMX1M/s320/IMG_5416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My favourite dish "Bao Tou".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552462235909570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh10Kz_ovcI/AAAAAAAAAho/nKvNRblk--k/s320/IMG_5417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The above dish is the pork with the bun thingy and the one next to "Bao Tou" is dried cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552471076917890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh10LU7f0oI/AAAAAAAAAhw/GV4hwy_MX9g/s320/IMG_5418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The bamboo shoots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552476923524210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh10Lqtb9HI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ef05ti6i7UU/s320/IMG_5420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The last one, pumpkin sticks and this pic is all dishes of our whole dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552485414503154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh10MKV2AvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xVUNU-D1OcM/s320/IMG_5422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks darling =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340554314692538082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh112o7truI/AAAAAAAAAiI/gOp5hJ6IRYg/s320/IMG_5424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While walking back to our apartment, we saw this shooting game and both of us decided to compete, =.=" and I lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340554318899857106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh1124m0RtI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/oj8elLLey2w/s320/IMG_5429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We bought this couple tees few days ago and it is freaking cheap. Rmb30 for 1 set and if it was to convert to RM, it costs around RM8 for 1 tshirt only.&lt;br /&gt;"He is my boyfriend, I am his girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13th Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time seems to pass very fast when you are enjoying the days and without have to worry anything, so is time for me to say goodbye to Ee Yang and goodbye to Beijing. Darn.... I miss him so much and I miss the hawker food in Beijing so much. MAS seriously provides better service than Air Asia. Free drinks, free peanuts, free eye packs, free playing cards, free entertainment and there is blanket provided for you if you are feeling cold and of course I got the free eye packs (1 for my bro and 1 for me) and free playing cards. But can't put the blame on Air Asia because the tickets offered are so cheap and thats why it can't provide facilities like MAS. Therefore, I felt much more comfortable on MAS if compared to the ride on Air Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340554323634583970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh113KPqeaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/M515fRCGT3Y/s320/IMG_5430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling sending me off in the Beijing Airport. That was quite sad and I miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340554328016488386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh113akZB8I/AAAAAAAAAig/BzEjxxda3Y8/s320/IMG_5435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me sitting on the plane and I'm sitting the window side. Wait... I have to explain is not that I wanna camwhore even when I'm on the plane but I saw a gal sitting in the same row as me but on other end of the window side kept taking out her camera and camwhoring. Only then I realised I brought my camera with me and I started to camwhore. Hehe!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340554332521425906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh113rWc6_I/AAAAAAAAAio/ZX9O95yJ68M/s320/IMG_5442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Triumph to the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341121280182473794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh95gX-OVEI/AAAAAAAAAiw/GKjmgBBBv40/s320/IMG_5444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yadaa, yadaa... and I'm back to Malaysia (KLIA).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, I finished blogging the whole Beijing trip and back to my daily stuff now. I've long wanted to blog my daily routine and my feelings on this blog but when I thought of the Beijing trip haven't finish blogging, I will think is better to finish up the Beijing trip than to post new entries on it. Anyway, I really enjoyed very well in these 12 days in Beijing. Seriously, is a bit bored of reading my whole trip to Beijing as I'm talking bout the places and how sweet are we suppose to be. I'm not trying to tell the whole world how sweet are we but in fact, it is a memorable thing for both of us. So I've got no choice but to post up and keep this memorable thing all written in this blog. However, thanks for reading and viewing and thanks for viewing eventhough you are not reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-6742251248525229643?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6742251248525229643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6742251248525229643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6742251248525229643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6742251248525229643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/11th-12th-and-13th-day.html' title='11th, 12th and 13th Day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh10Khc-jzI/AAAAAAAAAhg/OVcFw9TMX1M/s72-c/IMG_5416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3365389570414543659</id><published>2009-05-20T23:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:33:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the 10th day in Beijing, we woke up very early in the morning to settle darling's visa because he need to extend 1 more month in Beijing. After that, I suggest to go to the Beijing Zoo as darling said he wanna bring me to see panda before. I got so excited and keep on bugging to go and off we went to Beijing Zoo. It is not like our Zoo Negara, so small and smelly. There are alot of animals to see in the Beijing Zoo: panda, all kinds of reptiles and amphibians, hippopotamus, rhinoceros, penguins, hawk, eagle, crane and lots more. Too bad, we don't have the time to see penguins. It had already closed by the time we reached there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338724857021942770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shb1-MBXS_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/SXqZDrBi6D8/s320/IMG_5345.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Weee..... We reach our destination, this is the Beijing Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338724868324880962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shb1-2IMckI/AAAAAAAAAbw/f_txpXmHpIg/s320/IMG_5351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Swans and ducks swimming in the lake actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338724862997394786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shb1-iSBdWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/yF5IxSKc16w/s320/IMG_5350.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I just like this tree so snap pic of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338936106578168434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/She2Gh8ZSnI/AAAAAAAAAb4/HEm3F2hlICI/s320/IMG_5354.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;When we are buying buying tickets that time, darling saw the package which we have to pay a bit more if wanna take the boat ride so darling said since we are here dy just pay a bit more for the boat ride and unexpectedly, the boat is like this =.=". We just sit on the boat and i nearly fall asleep because it is not taking us to see the places or animals around the Beijing Zoo. It is taking us to see the places outside the Beijing Zoo with the tour guide explaining what is this and that in Mandarin. I can speak and understand Mandarin but Beijing's accent is too strong that sometimes I don't understand what their saying. Haha.... Don't need to rely on Ee Yang because his Mandarin is even worse than mine. Overall, the boat ride is just a boring session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338936112991378786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/She2G51bHWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_QuhJU6O0Wg/s320/IMG_5357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Camwhore is the best thing to do when you are in boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338936116903719186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/She2HIaMsRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/LfMoxKm9Mt8/s320/IMG_5358.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Next to the boat ride is this speedboat thingy. We have to buy tickets as it is not included in the package. My kiddo darling insist of playing this speedboat so we bought the tickets and have a ride on it. It is quite fun actually and darling wanted to play the 2nd time. I pulled him away because I wanted to see panda and we still got alot more to see so don't waste time on those speedboat. Hehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338936115106069506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/She2HBtmvAI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/RScqIDUckTQ/s320/IMG_5361.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On the way to the panda house, we went to see the lions and tigers 1st. The lions were huge and they kept walking here and there so I cant snap the picture clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338936122859286434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/She2HemHb6I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ek5etJ3giZA/s320/IMG_5362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the tiger eating meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339276221440580162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shjrb0in2kI/AAAAAAAAAcg/h8kI5HS-9_M/s320/IMG_5377.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeee... at last I saw my panda. I like this pic alot, it looks so cute eating the bamboo leaves. Panda is the National Treasure of China so I guess it is just China that able to rear it. This is because pandas eat alot of bamboo leaves and China produces lots of bamboo trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339276225472737314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShjrcDj9sCI/AAAAAAAAAco/gX9neXxuiwU/s320/IMG_5378.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Now only I know the Beijing Zoo differentiate the pandas into 2 types. The previous picture you see is the Asian type panda and this pic is the Olympic panda and the Olympic panda have their own names but I forgot all their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339276228176955890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShjrcNosyfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/y10nN_yfOIA/s320/IMG_5385.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Golden monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339276231072946626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShjrcYbKGcI/AAAAAAAAAc4/iaiJzsRuanQ/s320/IMG_5387.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is another type of monkey but I forgot what is it call too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339276236735537682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShjrcthOYhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nMCZEFvrF_k/s320/IMG_5389.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My little kid eating cotton candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339281160432648658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shjv7TuGAdI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_9ShH7Og5sM/s320/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Giraffe. But the neck of the giraffes in Beijing are not long enough. Maybe Africa's one will be much better than Beijing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339281163976175890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shjv7g678RI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XTOzYIjqwiY/s320/IMG_5396.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Zebras. Zebras look alike to donkeys, is just that zebras have black and white stripes while donkeys don't. I kept staring at the zebras and I found zebra is acually a very beautiful animal. That's what I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339281171087731378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shjv77adqrI/AAAAAAAAAdg/k_mvhNlPVaI/s320/IMG_5401.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Hawk." I find it very ugly if it just perching on the tree trunk but when it swap it's wings out to fly here and there, it turns to an amazing bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339281173796214242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shjv8FgN1eI/AAAAAAAAAdo/BGXk8kKoEzA/s320/IMG_5402.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Eagle." The eagles live together with the hawks but it seldom fly so I can't see how beautiful it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339306060484603874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShkGkrpGb-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/J47RfJIzdCc/s320/IMG_5404.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Hippopotamus." It is a very huge and ugly animal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339306064791334434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShkGk7r57iI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MrwOshnVBEI/s320/IMG_5405.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I thought the 1st cage is enough huge and ugly but when I came to the second cage, this is even more huge than the 1st cage. We name the previous one as Gloria and this is Moto Moto. Watch Madagascar 2 if you don't understand what I'm writing here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339306054045575858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShkGkTp6qrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/d64fHwnNLIU/s320/IMG_5403.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the Rhinoceros. It is as huge as the real live Gloria and Moto Moto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339306068347321330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShkGlI7t-_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/cmz0UeOEqMw/s320/IMG_5408.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Aligator."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339306073139236418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShkGlayMzkI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aLIwBv9R_bM/s320/IMG_5411.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Crocodile." Until now, I still don't know how to differentiate which is the aligator and which is the crocodile. They just look very much alike to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339319894978086434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShkTJ9JYRiI/AAAAAAAAAeY/4H65EpQZc2o/s320/IMG_5414.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Python."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339281157878209986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shjv7KNEXcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ui-g-uwRJBw/s320/IMG_5392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Standing on the lake side with just me and you. Overall, it was a great day for us.&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/8641977550169495915-3365389570414543659?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3365389570414543659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3365389570414543659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3365389570414543659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3365389570414543659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/10th-day.html' title='10th day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shb1-MBXS_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/SXqZDrBi6D8/s72-c/IMG_5345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-613998707262094606</id><published>2009-05-18T16:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:29:40.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th and 9th Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8th Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the long walk in Forbidden City, Summer Palace and Temple of Heaven yesterday, darling and I were pretty tired so we woke up quite late during the 8th day. We decided to eat a nearby japanese buffet restaurant so we starved until 6pm only we went there to eat. The buffet restaurant we went is not like Jogoya where they place everything there and we take as much as we want, here it gave us the menu and we order as much as we want from the menu. It costs only RMB 78 per person. The food is so delicious. We ordered beef sashimi, salmon sashimi, unagi and alot more. It is worth eating buffet in Beijing as we order so much but only costs RM40 for 1 person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594872765136162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShZ_wG7jPSI/AAAAAAAAAag/TB2oOIcpla8/s320/IMG_5335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Our first dish, salmon sashimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594867484050066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShZ_vzQcQpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xEhv8l1xPFs/s320/IMG_5336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;More and more dishes coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594878595491250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShZ_wcpnZbI/AAAAAAAAAao/21l_4bQwcBM/s320/IMG_5337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Yummy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594879811476114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShZ_whLh2pI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JPZScZctZIo/s320/IMG_5339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'm eating fried chicken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594886411246914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShZ_w5xCXUI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YgdiWoa7UwY/s320/IMG_5340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;After meal excluded some plates which collected by the waitress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;9th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the 9th day, we went to Xidan to refund back our money. In China, if we are not satisfied with the things we purchased we can exchange for other goods or refund back our money. I think is the same in Australia too but Malaysia doesn't have such service. Darling isn't satisfied with his white coat which he bought 3 days ago in Jack &amp;amp; Jones (kind of China branded goods), so we went there to refund but end up he exchange it with a short pant and I bought a collar tee for my dad. We spent another RMB225 =.=", better not to exchange. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338617415273010498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShaUQQUP1UI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Uxoq2CZC_nQ/s320/IMG_5343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'm done with the shopping spree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338617413536370626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShaUQJ2Mz8I/AAAAAAAAAbA/j0vWSeYnccI/s320/IMG_5342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling making his sad face out after spending so much money on shopping.&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/8641977550169495915-613998707262094606?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/613998707262094606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=613998707262094606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/613998707262094606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/613998707262094606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/8th-and-9th-day.html' title='8th and 9th Day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShZ_wG7jPSI/AAAAAAAAAag/TB2oOIcpla8/s72-c/IMG_5335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8313230489393449550</id><published>2009-05-16T18:42:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:26:26.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the 7th day, we went sight seeing again and this time is to visit the Forbidden City (Tian An Men), Summer Palace and Temple of Heaven. There are alot of pictures to post here as Forbidden City is one of my favourite place and I've been longing to visit it. It is the palace for the Emperors of Ming and Qing dynasties and they used about 16 years to build this palace. The palace is so big and some said that you will need 3 days to walk the whole palace but there are only a few places opened to outsiders to visit, not all of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pictures Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377245528626370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6e1Ns2FMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HVip7V0g43Y/s320/IMG_5166.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the entrance of the Forbidden City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377252923068034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6e1pP0ToI/AAAAAAAAAVA/lxKHauI3Ohs/s320/IMG_5171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and I standing in front of the entrance. Can't wait to go inside and have a look at the magnificent palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377249707641042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6e1dRMyNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/hYqcCpNp8xk/s320/IMG_5169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the Imperial Garden where the Emperors or Empress Dowager sitting there and enjoying the beauty of flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377258797924386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6e1_IfgCI/AAAAAAAAAVI/D3DBkAL6iyg/s320/IMG_5172.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This place look familiar. If you guys had watch the movie "Wars and Beauty" which is a HK film, you should notice that "Yu Fei" usually likes to walk at this compound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377259112788610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6e2ATj8oI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/B9nt0A11EsY/s320/IMG_5175.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and I standing here to snap a pic of this ancient stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336449976283877682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7g-s4K0TI/AAAAAAAAAVY/jPQkLJBQ1Xc/s320/IMG_5177.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the Couple Tree and it said that couples who snap pic with this tree will be blessed being a lovey dovey couple. May we bless with joy and happiness but I look so fat in this pic =( Its the angle problem, I'm not so fat actually...... Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336449974457031282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7g-mEnWnI/AAAAAAAAAVg/7w9_8f6aQcI/s320/IMG_5181.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the "Kuen Ling Gong" which is one of the palace where the China Queens live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336449983449034898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7g_HkecJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nTYIc7xzwr4/s320/IMG_5185.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The bedroom looks like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336449989328505106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7g_deQCRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-uzgHkKLQ1M/s320/IMG_5186.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;These are the rooms for maids and eunuchs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336457716658974226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7oBQBZrhI/AAAAAAAAAWA/GNZu_9J-RKw/s320/IMG_5189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thats on the way from "Kuen Ling Gong" to "Quan Qing Gong" which is the emperor's study room and to held important meetings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336457721962465170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7oBjx2h5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/T8rT3cNAF6A/s320/IMG_5190.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Quan Qing Gong" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336457730682052530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7oCEQw37I/AAAAAAAAAWg/-amx9wnY-2I/s320/IMG_5205.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It is so big inside the Forbidden City and there are still alot of courts and rooms but not all are allowed for outsiders to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336457726487423714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7oB0or6uI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dKS8ccVSauY/s320/IMG_5197.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the middle court named as the "Zhong He Dian"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336457731457503378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg7oCHJpUJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/p12Tn2XPywI/s320/IMG_5201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The stone carving: one of the culture of China. During the ancient time, there are no airplanes nor lorries or cars so the ancient peoples shipped this stone during winter using the slippery of the ice so that it would be easier for them to pull the stone. Ancient peoples like to carve pictures of dragons and pheonixs. Dragons is the king of the animals and it represent power whereas pheonix is the queen of birds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336471575797296386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg70n9Vd7QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/msqQJZLvD4w/s320/IMG_5208.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Inside the "Zhong He Dian" looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336471579181777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg70oJ8ZA_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/U9yYfNK31ho/s320/IMG_5231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Big Court here is the Imperial Court and it is named as the "Tai He Dian". This court is use for morning meetings. Just like our morning assembly, the dukes, officials and princes assemble here to discuss and report things to the emperor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336471587590407938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg70opRKhwI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0huJwqxtSKs/s320/IMG_5224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and me. Behind us is the "Tai He Dian".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336471582432553698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg70oWDb6uI/AAAAAAAAAXA/g4__tnkjtW4/s320/IMG_5221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Tortoise represents fortune during the ancient time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336497536206862706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8MPDZbeXI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-RCiK7VPyHU/s320/IMG_5228.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is named as the "Wu Men". The middle one is the exit for the emperors, the side is for the princes and the corner there is for the officials or dukes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336501001113704914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8PYvLmGdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/7M9IbRV7fac/s320/IMG_5239.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Next, we proceed to the Temple of Heaven. This is the place where the emperors pray for the God and hope that their country be blessed with prosperity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336500998875366946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8PYm17xiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QErr5ELLX24/s320/IMG_5243.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;eikkss... posing again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336501005465866994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8PY_ZO0vI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vD08M3FEECI/s320/IMG_5244.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yellow colour is the colour for the emperors while blue colour is the colour for the heaven and God. You can refer back to the above pictures. The palace is built with yellow roofs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336501005664082690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8PZAIfWwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/X8A5SfLKVSo/s320/IMG_5252.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And behind that building is another building of the Temple of Heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Later on, we stop by the silk factory and spot how silk is process and then only to the Summer Palace. There are still alot of pictures to post so if you guys got tired of it can just click the close button and sorry to have bored you. Anyway, I have to post it all as they are memories for me and Ee Yang. I just don't care if it make anyone feels bored about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532277292129602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8r1QBnXUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/p5B7VyiSklk/s320/IMG_5266.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the silk factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532281811198690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8r1g3C4uI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eMR3x-RPSxM/s320/IMG_5269.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The workers are stretching pieces of silk to make a quilt.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532288155927666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8r14fvxHI/AAAAAAAAAYI/50dkr-JjXo0/s320/IMG_5271.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Different patterns of silk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336724378780047410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_ajB1aGDI/AAAAAAAAAYg/JMMiVGAvIL8/s320/IMG_5274.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the entrance of the Summer Palace. Summer Palace is built by QianLong Emperor from Qing dynasty and it is built for his mother during her 60th birthday. After a few decades, the Empress Dowager (ChiXi) like it alot and deided to live there with her son Emperor Guangxu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532296496075586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg8r2XkMU0I/AAAAAAAAAYY/u7TdIR59pRQ/s320/IMG_5275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is another building of Summer Palace which is the chamber of Empress Dowager ChiXi and we have to seat on a boat in order to reach this place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336724391797940610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_ajyVHYYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/-YlJoIT96FI/s320/IMG_5289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; We get someone to help us to snap pic 1st while waiting for our tour guide.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336724401358140994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_akV8cdkI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2p4BnvHHdJ8/s320/IMG_5290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the boat and the China people named it as Dragon Boat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336727797804666786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_dqCsZj6I/AAAAAAAAAZI/q2XZCIOdIJM/s320/IMG_5292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and me sitting on the boat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336724388954499170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_ajnvL6GI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OfZVCeoatPM/s320/IMG_5286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Now, we have reach the place. This is the chamber from a nearer angle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336724383745285186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_ajUVNnEI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jOiyGJ15yMo/s320/IMG_5279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It's chamber looks like this.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336727803113175138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_dqWeC-GI/AAAAAAAAAZY/eE2yxrJPx20/s320/IMG_5299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the bridge built by Empress Dowager ChiXi. There are 17 holes there because Empress Dowager Chixi enter the alace since when she was 17 years old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336727801563512866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_dqQslACI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/HXxTNXluEFc/s320/IMG_5295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and I standing on the bridge.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336727810764602018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_dqy-SeqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ATNqNwXX7dA/s320/IMG_5318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;After all sight seeings, it is time for us to relax and enjoy so we asked the tour guide to drop us at "Hou Hai". Darling told me the place was very nice and he wanted to bring me there since when before I came to Beijing. "Hou Hai" is a bar street in Beijing and it is different from Malaysia. Alot of people came to "Hou Hai" to enjoy the beautiful view and sitting there drinking a glass of beer to relax and chill out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336749273284182770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_xMFFtgvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/g_PoT6S6DH0/s320/IMG_5310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling standing there looking at the opposite street of "Hou Hai".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336727808201673458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_dqpbPSvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/yOxrz04iksM/s320/IMG_5306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Couple flip-flops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336749287473599938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_xM58u1cI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/d0Vk2huTu3I/s320/IMG_5328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the bar which we choose to chill out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336749278433295906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_xMYRWviI/AAAAAAAAAaA/MQB4B8SeUG8/s320/IMG_5334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and me sitting here to relax while enjoying the lake view.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336749282338858610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg_xMm0g5nI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gdM-LduzWK0/s320/IMG_5327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Holding your hand tightly and I'm not going to let you go. &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/8641977550169495915-8313230489393449550?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8313230489393449550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8313230489393449550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8313230489393449550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8313230489393449550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/7th-day_16.html' title='7th Day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6e1Ns2FMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HVip7V0g43Y/s72-c/IMG_5166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-6405032092090900889</id><published>2009-05-16T14:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:12:49.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Day</title><content type='html'>On the 6th Day, we just went shopping and shopping, bought alot of stuff such as bags, souvenirs, shirts and dresses. Thx to our tour guide Elly for recommending us to shop at Xidan and we found a place where things were sold in really cheap price. Bags are just RMB10 for each and if you prefer those bags with higher quality, it costs only RMB50 which means RM25 only. I bought alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last darling said: "Darling, I feel that if we got married I will bankrupt if u keep on shopping like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=" Stupid darling, despise me for shopping. Hehe!! Anyway, we had a great day for just shopping like that. How I wish my life is like: without have to worry anything, enjoying the food and scenaries in other countries and most of all SHOPPING EVERYDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356015504584162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6LhdsrbeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kJQsLVyYMDI/s320/IMG_5162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Xidan is just like Bukit Bintang in Malaysia but of course there are more shopping complex in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356009519580674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6LhHZvhgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/TVWYXyZxFuQ/s320/IMG_5159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the bridge to link to other shopping complexs and it is more tech savvy than Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356017004024194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6LhjSLEYI/AAAAAAAAAUY/X2jQP7_LXQ0/s320/IMG_5161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Me and darling after done with those shoppings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356019677892530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6LhtPrD7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/i3c9ZQR8Vfw/s320/IMG_5164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Later on, we stop by the food area to have our dinner. There are all kinds of Beijing's specialty but in hawker style to eat here. High class Beijing's specialty are only found in those fine dine restaurant but not hawker stall. As for me, both taste good but I prefer eating those hawker stall more than fine dine restaurant and I'm missing it now. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356024210233810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6Lh-IRGdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LqOBwDskqQ8/s320/IMG_5165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mr Cool... I snap it without his notice!! &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/8641977550169495915-6405032092090900889?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/6405032092090900889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=6405032092090900889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6405032092090900889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/6405032092090900889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/6th-day.html' title='6th Day'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg6LhdsrbeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kJQsLVyYMDI/s72-c/IMG_5162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-4261507807580313145</id><published>2009-05-15T15:25:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:54:46.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continue with beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought I will be hardworking enough to update my blog everyday when I was in Beijing as you just write down what had happened today is always better than to recall back what had happened for those couple of days. I came back to Malaysia on 12th of May and really wanna update my blog but I'm just too lazy to do so. Same thing as today but figure it out again, I have to force myself to write down my trip to Beijing because it is a wonderful memory for me and Ee Yang. Miss him so much........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5th Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We followed the one day tour Beijing to the Ming Tomb and the Great Wall of China which Ee Yang found the website in this &lt;a href="http://www.dailytourchina.com/"&gt;http://www.dailytourchina.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It costs RMB200 per person for 1 day and the total is RMB800 for the whole sight-seeing because we are going to those beautiful scenaries for 2 days. Basically, there is nothing much to see about these 2 places. The 1st place which is the Ming Tomb is most likely regarding about the graves for those Ming emperors. Ming Tomb is a place to bury the Ming Emperors thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I love China history alot as I start reading those stories about the china history since when I was Junior 3 but I'm not very well interested with those Ming Emperors so when we were in the Ming Tomb, I don't even bother to read it's history; just take a few pictures and we ciao. Let's stop about the history and take a look at our pictures in Ming Tomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335959720993432482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg0jGFmbI6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZnJhjrbmduY/s320/IMG_5064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the Ming Tomb entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336003256099377266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1KsKghkHI/AAAAAAAAARg/SCw7gBW1FwY/s320/IMG_5066.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The 1st emperor of Ming Dynasty "Zhu Yuen Zhang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336120730191663234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg21iDmsEII/AAAAAAAAASQ/UwJOP-0MU0A/s320/IMG_5067.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The ancient cups where those emperors use it for drinking wine. Different wine will match with different cups.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335992686144571762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1BE6W6yXI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WSkFxCJrFtw/s320/IMG_5068.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and me standing at the entrance of the Ming Tomb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335959735628529602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg0jG8Hs_8I/AAAAAAAAAPo/5nAjXHqSLV0/s320/IMG_5069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is another tomb as there are 13 tombs there so it is actually name as the Ming 13 tombs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"明十三凌" (Ming Shi San Ling) eikkss.... i not sure whether is this 'ling' anot? Whatever, as long as we understand that is 'ling'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335966070880043874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg0o3sxXg2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/7NGZnttc1nQ/s320/IMG_5071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is another Ming Tomb. Although there are 13 tombs but we just went to 2-3 tombs only as i said it's nothing special about those tombs, just a place to bury the Ming emperors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;that's all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335966069683566098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg0o3oUGthI/AAAAAAAAAQA/r3p6iGnuMmA/s320/IMG_5072.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and I standing at one of the tombs and try to take the view of the other tomb behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336143819396319730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg3KiBmDifI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Kx9KZJr6mic/s320/IMG_5070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Me...... This could see the view of the other tomb clearly than the above picture. It is snap by Mr Chow Ee Yang, my personal photographer. Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Later on we continue out sight-seeing to the Great Wall of China. The Great Wall of China is built by the 1st emperor who ruled the whole China that is Qin Shi Huang aka ShihHuangTi. There are more than million of peoples who build this great wall and it continue to repair by other dynasties and the great engineering work stopped at the middle of Qing Dynasty. Oopss, I'm starting to talk bout China History again. OK....... just stop here!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The tour guide took us to the highest peak of the Great Wall which is "BaDaLing" and we need to sit a kind of so called cable car to reach that BaDaLing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335985014646526770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg06GXzQUzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kGF9bBbBbGI/s320/IMG_5074.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Queuing up to get to the peak. Look at the crowd =.=" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335985018468711938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg06GmCiPgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fy2hfNoyBC4/s320/IMG_5081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Finally it's our turn.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335985026793638466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg06HFDWikI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nYBKPjJCHJk/s320/IMG_5090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Camwhoring and my darling is just behind me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335985023058514370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg06G3I1EcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/V-2HxUa4Bx0/s320/IMG_5089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;weeeee.... hi darling!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336000566329851650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1IPmVfvwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IXgFi253L2c/s320/IMG_5093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Great Wall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336000570083899970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1IP0Uh-kI/AAAAAAAAARA/5qXAFvJV0pI/s320/IMG_5094.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Great Wall stretches over approximately 6,400 km (4,000 miles) from ShanHaiGuan in the east to Lop Nur in the west, along an arc that roughly delineates the southern edge of Inner Mongolia, but stretches to over 6,700 km (4,160 miles) in total; a more recent archaeological survey using advanced technologies points out that the entire Great Wall, with all of its branches, stretches for 8,851.8 km (5,500.3 mi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In short, it was damn phucking long and the above information is found in Wiki. I just wanted to know how long the Great Wall is. It was said that there are aproximately 2 to 3 million China people died when building this Great Wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;When we are walking along the Great Wall, I told darling maybe you are now walking over the dead bodies as there are so many people died for it just to make fun of him. However, we should salute to these peoples who even contribute his life for their Great China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336000581184083202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1IQdrBVQI/AAAAAAAAARY/ftdhif454mw/s320/IMG_5097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Snap this picture when I almost reach it's peak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336000573782300498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1IQCGTF1I/AAAAAAAAARI/xFIRO8WR7QM/s320/IMG_5095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;See... there are just so many people walking on the Great Wall. So, after walking two to three stops, darling and I gave up and we stop there looking at the view taking pictures and come down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336000573280539026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1IQAOq0ZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/cFrTGR7Mogs/s320/IMG_5096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I look so formal in this pic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336010156674715506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1Q91J5D3I/AAAAAAAAARo/PoOYsR-eCFc/s320/IMG_5101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sitting in those stops inside the Great Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336010174950348674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1Q-5PJF4I/AAAAAAAAASA/_Ubht3hZSyY/s320/IMG_5115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yeap, I like this post.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336120737678975842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg21iffzY2I/AAAAAAAAASg/0sDmlucYLJM/s320/IMG_5117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;........And my darling came to join me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336010159948861938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1Q-BWgkfI/AAAAAAAAARw/M06_fjCONOY/s320/IMG_5107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This post is not bad if without my strips falling down =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336010170807375282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1Q-pzYVbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/STQQylG8JNs/s320/IMG_5103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Standing at the middle of the Great Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336120742039317906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg21ivvY7ZI/AAAAAAAAASo/9SomIRL_h0Y/s320/IMG_5120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It is too windy there............&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336120733868932178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg21iRTavFI/AAAAAAAAASY/JKdkZ9Npzrk/s320/IMG_5116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;........ and this pic is just seems like he is blocking the wind for me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336010179652619346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg1Q_KwQDFI/AAAAAAAAASI/JRuqI-ru_U8/s320/IMG_5105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I heart you!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336120746080575714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg21i-y5oOI/AAAAAAAAASw/DeuFi8aFVb0/s320/IMG_5123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This was when we are too bored waiting for our turn to go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336124373594604514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg242IVpA-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/Fp_tgSvNb3A/s320/IMG_5128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Silly posing =P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336124381082747330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg242kO9AcI/AAAAAAAAATA/vTtIty1-1ZQ/s320/IMG_5130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Say bye to the Great Wall!! Byeeeeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336124384877256610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg242yXon6I/AAAAAAAAATI/fzNdLuDuGEc/s320/IMG_5137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Later on, the tour guide ask us whether we want to go to the Bird Nest anot? She ask us is because the Bird Nest is not included in the package but it is for free. So since it is for free, so both of us just went there to have a look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336124386252307778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg2423fePUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DoJeuiI2WLg/s320/IMG_5139.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Bird Nest's stadium is just huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336126548245153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg260tivBUI/AAAAAAAAATg/t2LdDmKxL6A/s320/IMG_5141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the Water Cube. According to some of my "Yes" friends (Dominic Lim Kit Wee), they said that this Water cube is an amazing architecture work and China built it successfully. The speciality of this Water Cube is that during winter, the water inside is not cold and during summer, the water inside is not hot. It just maintain with the same temperature that's why it is amazing. I'm not sure whether is true anot because I'm lazy to find the facts. If you guys wanna know, Wiki please............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336126553076195250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg260_ii37I/AAAAAAAAATo/AbOjc7qRcbM/s320/IMG_5152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On the way back home, saw this beautiful scenary so stop by to snap pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336126554866684578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg261GNbkqI/AAAAAAAAATw/sweHMLuYqlk/s320/IMG_5157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hmmm... I don't really remember how we got this pic. If I'm not mistaken we just snap it randomly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336126559586281122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg261Xyq5qI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ix2307OLr5U/s320/IMG_5158.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Weeee........ this is the meal that Ee Yang cooked for me. After the long walk of the Ming Tomb, Great Wall and the Bird Nest we are lazy to go out again. So, Ee Yang said he shall cook fried rice for me to eat. That's so sweet of him and fried rice he cooked was delicious, not because of the sweetness in my heart but it is really delicious. Thanks my dear!!&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/8641977550169495915-4261507807580313145?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/4261507807580313145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=4261507807580313145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4261507807580313145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/4261507807580313145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/whole-trip-in-beijing.html' title='continue with beijing'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sg0jGFmbI6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZnJhjrbmduY/s72-c/IMG_5064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-2295832493364462232</id><published>2009-05-03T22:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:56:49.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd and 4th day in Beijing</title><content type='html'>Basically, we woke up very late on the 3rd day. After packing the clothes and cleaning up ourselves, we shifted back to Ee Yang's cousin house. His cousin had gone back to Singapore for business trip so the house left us 2 only. I think it's better because we could have more space of our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and I planned to cook dinner for tomorrow's night so I thought of cooking him breakfast as well. We went to the supermarket to buy those ingredients. I planned to cook vegetables fried with garlic and chicken marinated with honey and soy sauce (that is the idea that struck to my mind when I thought of BBQ chicken wings). Darling ask me to cook more rice so that he could fried rice the day after tomorrow. Weeeeeee......... I got fried rice that is cook by my darling to eat!! By the way, Mr Chow Ee Yang is such a big spender when he is in supermarket. I think is just because he likes to eat snack food such as chips and chocolates. He looks so cute when saw his favourite chocolate or snack food, just like those kid bugging to buy this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Yang told me there is a place for playing live poker where we can order beer and pizza or buy drinks for others just like the facebook texas hold'em so we went there at night. Most of them are foreigners and there are just 1 or 2 china people. The beers there cost RMB5 for each and the shots cost RMB10 for each only. Its very cheap if compare to Malaysia. End up we lost RMB200 =( But i think it's fine, just take it as experience as i just played texas in facebook but ain't trying it before in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked back to EY's cousin house, we kept buying and eating those hawker food. Beijing's hawker food is BEST. There are BBQ sticks, spicy sticks, sausage sticks and fried pancakes. It is just like those Malaysia Lok Lok but using different method to cook it and we are suppose to pick up our desire ingredients for them to BBQ or boil it inside the spicy soup. Among all, I like most is the duck blood. Obviously, Beijing's one is nicer than Malaysia Lok Lok. Oh My Gawd, I'm in love to Beijing and the varieties of food here. But the only cons in Beijing is its weather too dry. The skin of my face starts peeling off but luckily i did bring some skin products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;4th Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... How should I say?? Actually we did not go anywhere today because my Ee Yang was not feeling well and don't know what's the main cause, he felt sick and uneasy the whole afternoon. I thought of cooking him breakfast to make him feel better but he is not in the appetite to eat anything; at last he did eat some luncheon meat and some china ham which i cooked for him =) He felt better after eating something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I went to cut garlics, marinate the chicken and soak the vegetables with water to prepare the dinner. Darling said he wanna cook the chicken so i cook the vege and boil the seaweed soup. The seaweed soup is in packet so it's easier for us but the main point is I don't know how to boil soup actually and that's why we bought the seaweed packets. Both of us do not know how to cook and this is the 1st time we prepare for our own dinner, although my vege taste a bit salty but overall it is a wonderful dinner for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~sweet memories~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540999879030818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh1pvnYy-CI/AAAAAAAAAhI/UIA8VujusAE/s320/DSC00785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Btw, this is the Chinese fast food in Beijing and the restaurant name is Real Kungfu. Although the name os the restaurant is a bit lame but the food is quite tasty actually. Darling and I enjoy eating it for sure. I've forgotten when we ate it so i just post here and show u guys the Chinese fast food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340541007595412834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh1pwEIhnWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/imhVrgbwbmg/s320/IMG_5062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Chef of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340541012119249250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh1pwU_F4WI/AAAAAAAAAhY/1kh91pcXdK4/s320/IMG_5063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The 1st dinner of me and Ee Yang ever cooked in our life.&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/8641977550169495915-2295832493364462232?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/2295832493364462232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=2295832493364462232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2295832493364462232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/2295832493364462232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-day-in-beijing.html' title='3rd and 4th day in Beijing'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Sh1pvnYy-CI/AAAAAAAAAhI/UIA8VujusAE/s72-c/DSC00785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8670414616876905802</id><published>2009-05-02T00:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:09:08.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day in Beijing!</title><content type='html'>Today was a tiring day =( walk and walk and walk to shop and shop and shop. Yea, particularly the whole day today was just shopping. We went to "Silk &amp;amp; Pearl Market" where they sell all the fake branded goods- marked up price is very high but we can negotiate it. For example if the price is tag RMB680, we could manage to negotiate it to RMB180. Haha! It was fun to negotiate the price and the funniest part was when the sales person refuse to give us the price we want and we walked out from the shop they will shout and call u back to agree with the deal. After that, we went to "WangFuJing" a street of markets filled with tourists and those gourmet street as well. But still, I can't spot any Crocs shop for my Bitch. Weeeeee..... Today i bought a dress, a bag, a T-shirt and 1 Kappa sport shoe whereas Ee Yang bought 1 short sleeve shirt and 1 Kappa shoe only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473378095275602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shmev2UGHlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jtEP8X6Ir8s/s320/IMG_5015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Silk &amp;amp; Pearl market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473382022386114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmewE8ZEcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tDJq6vdzGs4/s320/IMG_5016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Looks like he got a tummy in this pic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473374391423282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmevohB0TI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uZ-19zanF0E/s320/IMG_5013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Lovey Dovey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473386492710930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmewVmM0BI/AAAAAAAAAfg/9zQfE2iTJjM/s320/IMG_5023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Wang Fu Jin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473392326298930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmewrVCTTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Wg4r1o2rd2M/s320/IMG_5025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The way to Gourmet Street in Wang Fu Jin."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481843266817058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmmcliRDCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/mEm4ztVIAWQ/s320/IMG_5032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Darling and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481837776164226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmmcRFMVYI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3VjzeWr8Y6w/s320/IMG_5030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is the Gourmet Street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481830081811090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shmmb0at0pI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3nAZ5s9jV_U/s320/IMG_5027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Fried scorpions and seahorses.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481835809395570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmmcJwR03I/AAAAAAAAAf4/hY-NQSYn1Lc/s320/IMG_5028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Fried cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the shopping, we went back to the studio to rest our sore feet before my darling brought me to the world's best Peking Duck's restaurant. The restaurant name is "Quan Ju De" and yes the duck was fabulous and sexy. It's very yummyyy! "Quan Ju De" had already run it's business since the Qing Dynasty. The restaurant did a good business because of it's delicious grilled ducks and the flame that had burnt more than 140 years. Thanks to my darling for bringing me to such delicious and exclusive restaurant as to celebrate our 3rd month anniversary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481848444407762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shmmc40sz9I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/t_qyu2FU_Dg/s320/IMG_5038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The famous Peking duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340082567974747954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShvIzXdj_zI/AAAAAAAAAgY/eHQQXl8tEfg/s320/IMG_5039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The chef cutting the Peking duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340127380892350114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shvxj0ls9qI/AAAAAAAAAhA/1CPzyfPGJF0/s320/IMG_5042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The best part of the duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340082577267645170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShvIz6FKWvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Z9hafzLdr68/s320/IMG_5045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Our fabulous dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340082583838630706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShvI0SjzozI/AAAAAAAAAg4/C3XxDHnz4cg/s320/IMG_5056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Qian Men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340082579490743746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShvI0CXMJcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ENc6xF4xo68/s320/IMG_5054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Other part in Qian Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, we just wander around the street and went back to studio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8670414616876905802?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8670414616876905802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8670414616876905802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8670414616876905802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8670414616876905802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/second-day-in-beijing.html' title='Second day in Beijing!'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/Shmev2UGHlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jtEP8X6Ir8s/s72-c/IMG_5015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-8019160796111196293</id><published>2009-05-01T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:16:07.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Beijing now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey peoples, I'm in Beijing already! Seriously, I'm pretty stress for my finals and assignments previously and did not have any good sleep for couple of days. Hopefully tonight i could have a good sleep without any distractions, okay, Mr Chow Ee Yang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 1st day i'm in Beijing. Air Asia sucks to the max. The seats were cold and they did not offer any blankets to customers that is afraid of cold like me. But I guess it's because of cheap price comes with cheap qualities; thus i have suffered 6hours of cold in the middle of the air =( no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, where do i start? My flight was to Tianjin actually, and my lovely darling came all the way to Tianjin to pick me up. I was feeling nervous after my flight landed because i will be seeing him in few minutes (and so did he, he told me he's nervous while waiting for me at the airport). But however when we met, we just greeted each other with a big warm smile, a hug, and a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Then we head to the train station to buy tickets to go back to Beijing. The queue was hella long and we waited for like more than half an hour. But thank God the ride was pretty comfortable and is value for the money as it's a really new train and it's fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339463068494277458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmVXwDrK1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/-AshFJYoafQ/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The hella long queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339463069956174578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmVX1gN8vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/CZWfVS4jbA8/s320/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy face of reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once we reach Beijing, then we check in to the Studio that EeYang has booked few days ago. We were pretty much tired today and time was already 6.30pm when we checked in. So we just went to a nearby restaurant to eat. The restaurant is famous for its "Cha Cheong Mee". Of course we ordered that and few other Beijing's specialty. The food was nice and i have never tasted anything like that in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we head to nearby shopping complex to wander around. (Bitch, too bad i didn't spot any Crocs there, but do not worry because i will still go shopping in the next few following days..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339463075792191282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmVYLPofzI/AAAAAAAAAew/PBTlGhN5Hhk/s320/DSC00779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339463075868780194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmVYLh5JqI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1CYO2tAJSa4/s320/DSC00782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339463080444289410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmVYckx4YI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5AQOYiZjPt0/s320/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mini refrigerator. 500ml carlberg and it costs rmb8 only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i gotta go sleep now already! Miss everyone in Malaysia: my family, my babe, my bitch and my heng dais! Take care everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-8019160796111196293?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/8019160796111196293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=8019160796111196293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8019160796111196293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/8019160796111196293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-beijing-now.html' title='I&apos;m in Beijing now'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/ShmVXwDrK1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/-AshFJYoafQ/s72-c/DSC00775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-3903846763367713714</id><published>2009-04-23T02:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:34:39.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week more to beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Goodnight darling, muacks... sweet dreams and I Love You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats what I didn't said it to you last night..... hehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I went Poppy with Kim Soon and my babe. After some time never been to clubbing, that night was really fun listening to the songs and dancing with them. I think it will be more fun if that incident never happened. It's just some sort of small thing so I'm not going to talk bout it here. Anyway, thanks to Kim Soon for taking care of me so well during clubbing and he just got so anxious whenever he found I'm lost or went to somewhere else without his notice. Up to the conslusion, it was just a great night and I enjoyed myself alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: will update the photos soon...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been bugging with assignment and my finals that coming soon so I don't have the time to update my recent news. Words to describe my feelings now is just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;STRESS, STRESS AND STRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; By the way, just a glance and there is only 1 week left to Beijing...... weeeeeeee =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-3903846763367713714?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/3903846763367713714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=3903846763367713714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3903846763367713714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/3903846763367713714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-week-more-to-beijing.html' title='1 week more to beijing'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641977550169495915.post-811395377795348854</id><published>2009-04-17T13:06:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:55:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Darling!!!</title><content type='html'>Stupid connection, I plan to post these last night so that my darling can see it once he log in to my blog but due to the connection problem, I have to do it today. Overall, Streamyx is real sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;MARQUEE WIDTH='100%' BEHAVIOR='scroll' SCROLLAMOUNT='5' DIRECTION='left'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.bigoo.ws'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/h.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/a.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/p.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/p.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/y.gif'&gt;&lt;img border='0' width='15' src='http://www.bigoo.ws/image/spacer.gif'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/b.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/i.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/r.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/t.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/h.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/d.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/a.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/y.gif'&gt;&lt;img border='0' width='15' src='http://www.bigoo.ws/image/spacer.gif'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/m.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/y.gif'&gt;&lt;img border='0' width='15' src='http://www.bigoo.ws/image/spacer.gif'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/d.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/e.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/a.gif'&gt;&lt;img alt='www.bigoo.ws' border='0' src='http://media.bigoo.ws/letters/style13/r.gif'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/MARQUEE&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.bigoo.ws'&gt;&lt;span style='text-decoration: none'&gt;Glittery texts by bigoo.ws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimp-my-profile.com/generators/shadow-text.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyhow, Happy Birthday to you, My Dearest Ee Yang. I'm so sorry that I couldn't be there to accompany you during your birthday. I'll replace it when I'm in Beijing k?? Although it's not that meaningful as it is not on the actual date but let us just spend a wonderful night together eating in a fine dine restaurant and enjoy the nice view in Beijing. Weeeeeeee................ 2 weeks left only, can't wait to see you my dear =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;May your wishes be come true, stay healthy, not being emo, be a good boy, work hard for your future undertakings and love me more.......... hehe!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;My Love Notes To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I met you since when we both were young and it's just hard to believe that we got together now. Everytime we talked on the phone and after hanging up the phone, my heart is saying to myself, "Wow, this guy is amazing!! and I love to be with him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I adore you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cherish you and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am devoted to you!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s657.photobucket.com/albums/uu295/tiffanykit/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00055-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="285" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu295/tiffanykit/DSC00055-1.gif" width="555" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641977550169495915-811395377795348854?l=tiffany-kit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/feeds/811395377795348854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641977550169495915&amp;postID=811395377795348854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/811395377795348854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641977550169495915/posts/default/811395377795348854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffany-kit.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-connection-i-plan-to-post-these.html' title='Happy Birthday Darling!!!'/><author><name>TIFFANY KIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982186890669827339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33dboQt-rN8/TT_cfmJciII/AAAAAAAABCQ/dQN38xK7Yvg/s220/DSC00514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
