<?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-5555502601125823544</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:19:28.204+08:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Her'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Events'/><category term='China'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Him'/><title type='text'>The Aisle</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Marriage . Our Life . Our Story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-2685566431309134671</id><published>2009-08-25T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:34:43.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her'/><title type='text'>Not because of me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We been together for 9 years including of this year, yet in between of this period, he has further his study in United State for 3 years and went for China for another 2 and the half years to build a better career path and of course.....no doubt.....to earn more $$$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As you can see most of the time we are being separated and we are only able to meet up maybe 3-4 time per year with the max 1 week plus pat toh time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And now the fact is...darling come back is not because of me :(.....the real seduce for him to make this move is the "Third Party" in our relationship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The power of my little hostatge. hahahahahahaha.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay ! darling is coming back for good this time...so happy am I !! ( Baby is kicking as well to tell me :"Mummy....please...please don't jealous me.".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-2685566431309134671?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/2685566431309134671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-because-of-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2685566431309134671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2685566431309134671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-because-of-me.html' title='Not because of me...'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-4233788511260271624</id><published>2009-08-20T23:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:16:03.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her'/><title type='text'>Exhausted !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All i can say i'm really exhausted these few months, with a 7 months baby in my tummy and a heavy job scope which required me to travel very often; seems like once every week or sometime once in every two weeks. So, as you can imagine it's really tired for my current body condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okie...just to recap, what have i done these few months?hmmm...i brought my little angel to visit her dear daddy at China last month. I have excused from my company for 8 days annual leaves and spent about 12 days in China. However, i still have to response to my email either coming from customer side or my collegues eventhough i'm in holiday. During the time in China, darling brought us to Shanghai, Beijing and Tianjin for my pre-natal honeymoon trip. Hahahaha...no doubt, it is sweet and loving througout the journey. As for the trip itinerary, needless to repeat again as darling has share with you guys at his earlier blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One week after i came back from China, darling was coming back to KL for his interview. The time being with him is totaly feel good for me. I'm like a queen in the house with a little hostage. hahahahahaha.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for my preganancy status, is always a good news as usual, baby is growing healty and active. She can kick, move and turning around most of the time. And the most exciting part is, i can feel she is strenching her body im my tummy until i can sense her foot/knee on top of my tummy. Reall good feel right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During my darling back home, we also took the opportunity to have some maternity shoots by my dear younger brother. The outcome of the pictures are pretty nice and can tell that he did put in a lot of effort to edit those pictures for us. Thanks to my dear brother for spending time for us and give us such a wonderful memories during my preganacy period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/So1qAKQfIiI/AAAAAAAAALI/276dGKKjjMA/s1600-h/5220_118465574102_652054102_2426004_8140689_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372066481508917794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/So1qAKQfIiI/AAAAAAAAALI/276dGKKjjMA/s320/5220_118465574102_652054102_2426004_8140689_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-4233788511260271624?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/4233788511260271624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/4233788511260271624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/4233788511260271624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted !'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/So1qAKQfIiI/AAAAAAAAALI/276dGKKjjMA/s72-c/5220_118465574102_652054102_2426004_8140689_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-5195096391963784913</id><published>2009-08-20T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:19:13.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>Just Blabbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh God I am sleepy and my wife will not be reaching home anytime soon, not at least in another 2 hours time. Sigh .. poor honey! Miss you so much but please get home faster .. pleaseeeeeee! I want to sleep aaa ... And I am hoping wholeheartedly. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the way, to think of this blog. I have a feeling that this is turning into my blog.. haha! Where are your entries, honey??? :) Anyway, please bear with us, ladies and gentlemen. My wife is unbelievably caught up with work in recent months. Hence the missing HER entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to think of my very own other blog, if you are still thinking you are getting any of my new entries, stop doing that. Take my advise. Read it all here. Hehe. I got lazy. I am not going to blah about my excuses. But yes, I got lazy. And to amplify my laziness even further, I am quitting Twitter! :P Just too much to maintain. Oh well at least I gave them a shot, right?  But seriously. I got a day job people. On top of that, Facebook, Blogging, phonecalls home and my laziness are enough to keep me occupied 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I should stop here. I am going to call my wife now for status check and crash myself into bed right after. Another long training day tomorrow.&lt;/span&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/5555502601125823544-5195096391963784913?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/5195096391963784913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-blabbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/5195096391963784913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/5195096391963784913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-blabbing.html' title='Just Blabbing'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-5025155264838867266</id><published>2009-08-20T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:46:11.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>Leaving the Company ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, you guys are leaving, I am not just going to sit around and watch, right? Hell I am not going to miss the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, it's not that funny. This few weeks has been pretty stressful, you know, dealing with work, vacation (Alright, gotta admit, this is not stressful :P), job interviews, trip back home, training and most of all, thinking of if the company would make me stay for a better package. It's finally done now! At least for the part where I braved myself expressing my interests and the management eventually stood still on their "no better package" policy. I know I am going home now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are definitely going to be mixed feelings, no doubt. Been here for two and a half years. It's not short to begin with. The wonderful people I have the pleasure to know, the fun I have enjoyed, the new experience I am blessed with and all those things China and this company has been providing me, all these mean so much and they are most memorable. (Let's not think that I am sitting next to a dustbin filled with soaking wet tissues while writing this, alright? I am not crying :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While there are ample things to be missed, unfortunately, there are also things I look forward to - I get to go home and be closer to my family, witnessing the birth of my baby girl and a new job, hopefully a good one, with plenty of challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I suppose I have planned to write about this another day but while waiting for my wife getting home from a business trip at this hour, I just gotta think of something to do to stay awake and to kill time. Sigh .. what is wrong with her company anyway?! She is freaking 7-months pregnant for God sakes! Give her a break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&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/5555502601125823544-5025155264838867266?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/5025155264838867266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/leaving-company.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/5025155264838867266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/5025155264838867266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/leaving-company.html' title='Leaving the Company ..'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-7805940766046119699</id><published>2009-08-18T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:57:17.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>Danny's Top 20 Pick up Lines .. Enjoy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would like to seriously think that what I am about to write next will not be used by you guys to pick up girls. It's not going to work! At least at a serious state. Unless, you are trying to be humorous about it while breaking the ice. So, here they are, my 20 favorites for your reading pleasure. Wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you give me directions...to your heart? (Where else would I go :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Is it hot in here or is it you? (Classic!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    You don't need car keys to drive me crazy. (Again, Classic!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    I wish I were sine squared and you were cosined squared, because together we could be one. (This is freaking humorous! Especially for all the engineering guys!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    I'm feeling a little off today. Would you like to turn me on? (Triple classic!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Can I have your picture? [Why?] So I can show santa what I want for christmas!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Do you have a band-aid? [Why?] I hurt my knee when I fell for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Do you believe in love at first sight or do I have to walk by again?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Are you a parking ticket? Cause you got FINE written all over you. (Woo hoo!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    I lost my teddy bear, can I sleep with you? (I seriously hope this will work :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Your feet must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    I lost my phone number. Can I have yours? (Super duper classic!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Got any raisins? [No.] Then how about a date? (Lame!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    You know what would look great on you? Me. (Super lame! Wahaha!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Am I cute enough yet? Or do you need more to drink?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    That’s a nice shirt. Can I talk you out of it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    All those curves! And me with no brakes! (Ooo .. hawt!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    If you were a new sandwich at Mcdonalds, you’d be called McGorgeous. (I'm lovin' it!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    I think I need to call heaven because they’ve lost one of their angels.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;    If you and I were Squirrels, I'd store my nuts in your hole. (Okay, 18PG please!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really laughed my ass off the chair while reading all these!&lt;/span&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/5555502601125823544-7805940766046119699?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/7805940766046119699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-like-to-seriously-think-that.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/7805940766046119699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/7805940766046119699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-like-to-seriously-think-that.html' title='Danny&apos;s Top 20 Pick up Lines .. Enjoy!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-2759830016574358701</id><published>2009-08-18T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:39:28.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>How about a haircut!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! It’s another haircut day! I can’t stress it enough, I enjoy going for a haircut here in China. It’s like one of my monthly chores of avoiding myself looking like a freaking 40 year old Samseng. (Note: Samseng = Rascal in English) On top of that, I got to shave in order to bring my age down to maybe, say 30. That’s a pretty great leap though. Therefore, I don’t freaking mind the work. Seriously. Plus, what more to say, if you really enjoy having a haircut, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what I like about the haircut experience here in China. (Okay, maybe not the whole of China, I am pretty sure they are similar in at least in the Jiangsu region) The way I analyze it, it can be broken down to 3 simple stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage #1: Hairwash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff: Hai Ni Hao (Translation: Hi, how do you do?) wash or cut?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wash and cut.&lt;br /&gt;She then sits me down on a recline-able chair.&lt;br /&gt;Staff: Normal shampoo or good one?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Normal will do. (Knowing that I am going home for a good shower anyways)&lt;br /&gt;Then the hairwash begins. With some water squeezing and mixing with the “normal” shampoo, my head turns in to a snowball. (Suppose that is pretty similar to what happens back in Malaysia) Continuous washing for 20 minutes, with a little head massages in the middle, I can almost fall asleep, no shit! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage #2: Extra pampering – body massage and ear cleaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absolutely no professional body massage nor it is professional ear cleaning service. They are solely done by some young ladies in their early 20s hired only provide the hairwash, massage, and ear cleaning services, maybe some other services which I am obviously not aware of. No guys providing these in the salon though, if you are wondering. What the young ladies are really doing, however, I could gather, is to please the male patrons, providing them with the conversations they prefer, be it regular or “dirty”, giving them visual satisfaction (Guess what? They are hired for their looks too! :P), and ultimately, the least important function of all, the massages services etc. Basically, the goal is to offer the patrons something that is making their money worth. I am not saying that there are no female patrons in the salon, there are plenty, as a matter of fact. The female staffs are providing all the services to them as well. Well, as a female patron, you don’t want male staff to put their hands on you, do you? Therefore, this kind of reality is making the salon businesses hire young female staffs, like killing two birds with one stone! So smart ehh … hah!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from my experience, I only enjoy the pampering, not the conversation. I would just close my eyes once they lay their hands on me. Let them do their job and I enjoy the rest of the process. I don’t think they want to have a conversation with me, seriously. Maybe I look a little bit too mature :P Maybe the ring on my hand tells them to stay away. Or maybe of my casual outfit – Tee, shorts and slippers. (Come on, I don’t go to the salon in shirt, long pants and black shinny leather shoes like the Chinese do .. Hah!) Anyway, it’s all good. That is exactly what I want! Shut up and work it! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage #3: Finally, the haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will only be attended by male hair-stylists. There will not be any female in this “department”. I don’t know why but it just sort of happens this way. There was one time I popped out the question to one of the female staffs who does the massage on me, and she went like “I don’t know why. There is just no female hair-stylist, even if I am one, people would still prefer the male stylists over me.” Weird huh? Just the nature of the business, pretty conservative, I guess. I would bet to see a handful of female stylist in places like Shanghai, you know, major metropolis, suppose they are more open for new cultures and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like what I was doing back in Malaysia, I usually have my own designated hair-stylist, for one simple reason, they know how I want it done. I would normally give him “guidance”, if he is new as to how to cut it and what to look out for. To some point, I feel like I am the hair-stylist myself. Wahahaha! Only not the one holding scissors. So, I am doing the same in China. Yea, I know, I am vain! Haha. (Ain’t that right, Ian? Been infected by your insane vanity virus!) Some of you might have noticed, I have been having the same hair style for the past decade, maybe more, now you know why. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all these, it’s only gonna cost RMB30. (RM15 for Malaysia/USD5 for the US) Only in China, brothers and sisters! Come give it a try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-2759830016574358701?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/2759830016574358701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-about-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2759830016574358701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2759830016574358701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-about-haircut.html' title='How about a haircut!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-3123471447541244204</id><published>2009-08-01T17:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:58:37.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>Things to accomplish before I retire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I recently came across this topic at one of my friends Facebook and been thinking to write something about it. It's an interesting and mind boggling topic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at least f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or me . You know like sometimes people love to dream about things that are far from reach, while at the same time, attainable? The kind of feeling that somehow makes you realize you could actually be able to make things happen? The one that gives you the boost to make you work extra hard the next day? That is what it is and I would bet that a lot of people love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shall start dreaming ... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To own a cozy coffeeshop that sells cheesecakes, good coffees and serves American food. The one that caters for friends and family to hang out and chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To be able to rebuild a car on my own, in my own garage. Get down and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To get my family a little American styled home to live in. Moderately sized and has a nice lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To be able to play a musical instrument for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To make enough dough for my family and I to continue to live happily ever after. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that I can go on and on and on about what I want but I guess it would be too lengthy, therefore, for the sake of easy reading, I keep my list at 5. Will continue if I can think of anything else in the future. Haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&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/5555502601125823544-3123471447541244204?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/3123471447541244204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-to-accomplish-before-i-retire.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/3123471447541244204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/3123471447541244204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-to-accomplish-before-i-retire.html' title='Things to accomplish before I retire'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-5343829673885121396</id><published>2009-08-01T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:18:28.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>People are firing their employers?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Has it ever occurred to you that your colleagues are leaving the company as most of us are trying to survive the worst economy crisis ever? That is what happened around me right at this moment. Week after week, I have been getting news of employees leaving their respective employers, some found themselves good opportunities, good for them, while some just want to take a break from all the shit they have been endured for a long time, it's like this is their way of getting back at their evil employers .. lol ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as it doesn't make sense to a lot of people, recent study shows that the economy is improving and we might find ourselves at the end of this economy slump. It actually makes a lot of sense as plenty of employers out there who are financially well managed and funded are taking this once-every-ten-years TALENT SALES opportunity to grab the best minds out there, preparing themselves for the next decades of battles. Some offer better packages, some give better career advancements, some provide super brand experiences etc etc. So full of possibilities out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you staying? Or are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&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/5555502601125823544-5343829673885121396?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/5343829673885121396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-are-firing-their-employers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/5343829673885121396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/5343829673885121396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-are-firing-their-employers.html' title='People are firing their employers?!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-8526058288606743760</id><published>2009-08-01T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:31:56.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>Working Weekend! + Wifey in China!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are good and bad about working on weekends. The benefit of it is that I get to ignore every other possibility of moving around and chain myself to the desk. And because there is much less to do during the weekend, I get to do my own things at the company expense. (Shhh..!!! can't let my boss know that!) On the other hand, the bad thing about it is that&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it is darn boring, feels like as if I am wasting &lt;/span&gt;my precious weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as of now, I am glad that I finally get to sit down and write something. Boy, has it been a while since my last entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a great time during my wife's visit here in C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hina. Get to see her and my baby  girl who is still hiding herself from me inside her mother's womb. Thinking of it now, I really can't wait to see her in November. I supposed that's one of the joy of becoming a father, huh? I am very delighted to feel her heartbeat and her movements inside her mommy's womb for the first time. Sometimes, she even tries kicking, as if she knows that I am right next to mommy's tummy, listening to her heartbeat. Look! Look! Faster put your hand here! it's kicking again! Can you feel it? I remembered my wife said it to me while I lay my palm over her tummy and feel the liveliness inside. It's unbelievably awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Beijing and Tianjin, my wife and I just went there for a "family trip". It was really nice. The weather was not at its best but it was nice. This time around, the feeling was entirely different. Feels like a family. Haha! I was enjoying the whole journey. We have conquered one of the world's 7 wonders - the Great Wall of China! Been to the Tiananmen and the Forbidden City, well, didn't really tour the entire Forbidden City, only  did a brief walk. Our feet were tired and the weather had gone bad when we were in it (good excuse not to walk the whole City huh? :P) The Birdnest and the Watercube were magnificient, Wang Fu Jing walking street was boring, except for the branching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;food street which hosts a lot of the exotic bugs-lizards-scorpians-etc-etc food sticks, Tian Tan park was nice as it offers a lot of eye-catchy and ear-pleasing activities - Dances, music, traditionaly Chinese comic dialogue etc etc, mostly for art appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SnP7mQcRrXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qVCXbu1icZ8/s1600-h/DSC03399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SnP7mQcRrXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qVCXbu1icZ8/s320/DSC03399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364908215795559794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out my Facebook &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/FattyCoke&lt;/span&gt; for more photos&lt;/span&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/5555502601125823544-8526058288606743760?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/8526058288606743760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-weekend-wifey-in-china.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/8526058288606743760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/8526058288606743760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-weekend-wifey-in-china.html' title='Working Weekend! + Wifey in China!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SnP7mQcRrXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qVCXbu1icZ8/s72-c/DSC03399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-6354390140436026832</id><published>2009-07-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:14:07.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>What's with you and the gym?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me first make a statement. "Honey, I am not GAY!" What's wrong with me trying to watch over my figure (currently the not so eye-catchy 88kg bulk!), having a little vanity being spotted in the middle of me buying new toner, moisturizer and blackheads remover? I supposed a lot of the new age men are doing that, trying to impress girls and what not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;again, considering the pregnancy, maybe the hilarious "me being gay" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;statement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was being enunciated out of the&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; pregnancy blue&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore, I give in. In this case, you are always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the middle of my after work and weekend boredom in China, I managed to find something that I can get myself acquainted with, without spending too much unnecessarily, at the same time get myself occupied in building something beneficial - WEIGHTLIFTING. I am not going for Arnold-Schwarzenegger-style mass (cos I think it's too heavy for me to carry  around), nor I am going for Hugh-Jackman-Wolverinely ripped asset, all I want is simply healthy, lean body. Okay, maybe add a little lines to it and make the girls go "Hawt!" (I am dreaming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, normal bars and clubs are not the scenes people would associate me with, (note I use "normal" for bars ;) Jazz bars are my thing!) neither is going out really really late at night. I am sort of boring, and people would actually think that I can make an excellent husband or daddy, which I try not to comment too much. Because if I do say yes, I would agree I am totally boring. Otherwise, I am a bad person who does not deserve the title "husband" or "daddy". Contradictory huh? I do, however, a frequent gym-goer now. Hit it at least 4 times a week on busy days or 7 times a week on a bored-to-death schedule. Trainers/friends there are exceptionally motivational, make you go like "give me 6 months I will be like you!". They too, help with the incredible advice on routines and diets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One funny story that I heard from the trainers/friends, some of the Chinese men are there for a common reason - to regain the healthy body (and mind, hopefully) in order to reproduce after their years of enjoying oily and overly nutritious packed dinners, puffing tobacco heavy ciggies and most of all, pouring down bottles after bottles of potently prepared white wine. Hilarious huh? Believe it. It's true. It's like a last minute thing, but you know what? Like we always say, it's better than nothing! Gah! They only got one shot. They make the best out of it. *Remember one child policy in China?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&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/5555502601125823544-6354390140436026832?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/6354390140436026832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-with-you-and-gym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/6354390140436026832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/6354390140436026832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-with-you-and-gym.html' title='What&apos;s with you and the gym?'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-7226661247041678126</id><published>2009-07-12T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:13:25.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>On becoming a daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As many people would have put it --&gt; Your life is OVER! I, for one, do not seem to think that way. I have absolutely no idea what the future holds for me now, as compared to the one that I have imagined without having an additional member of the family, but I would like to keep my positivity afloat. Yea .. there are certain level of responsibility that I have to take up, as any pro-single men on this planet could think of&lt;/span&gt;, and  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do have my fair share of stress level increase from my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Have you discussed with your friends who has experience about pregnancies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       (note: with frustration)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: No. Not yet. Will do.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Have you read up on pregnancy material? (note: Gotcha! I know you dint!)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm .. A little bit here and there. (So friggin lucky she dint test me on that, damn!)&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You go download some music for foetal training/antenatal education. (note: an order)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Where have you been? (note: authoritatively)&lt;br /&gt;Me: The bar.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Who were you with? (note: still authoritatively)&lt;br /&gt;Me: The normal bunch .. the Americans.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: What time did you come back home? (note: it's coming)&lt;br /&gt;Me: About 12am.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Wahhhh .. very SINGLE hor?! (note: pure sarcasm, priceless!)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hehe .. no la. Sometimes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally she's in good mood, anything's possible! But if sometimes she's not, I painstakingly have to accomplish whatever she demands, just to toggle her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; switch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; back to the "good mood" mode. The fetus needs it and I need it, and everyone's happy. Speaking of which, the first 3 months of the pregnancy was hell, as expected, (Honey, I read the book, you see, I know!)  the new mother-to-be is said to be going thru some emotional readjustments, hormone imbalances, extra gravitational pull, supersizing (without having to pay extra RM1 for a set meal), delivery horror and what not. Blah blah blah. Oh wait! Do I sound like I'm complaining? Well, I am NOT. Get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my feelings of becoming a dad, 5 months ago: Unbelievable. Present: Still unbelievable! Hell of a miracle. Godsend. It's a BIG turning point for me. Imagine this, I bought a condo unit in 2007 (big debt), a new wife in 2008 (bigger debt) and a  baby in 2009 (should I go bigg-est?) , should I be getting worried things are going too fast or is this like the a-man-must-go-thru-stages-so-get-used-to-it kinda things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I am happily anticipating the arrival of  my little one. Preparing myself along the way. Learning how to be a dad, though not really well-informed, yet. Running some errands remotely, just to help out my wife. Participating in pregnancy discussions  and exchanging information with colleagues at the office (you will not believe how many  people are getting pregnant this year at my work place) etc etc.  From time to time, I will go "Oh oh .. Look! There is another one with the apron/anti-radiation dress!" on my male colleagues. *Anti-radiation apron is an apron-like outfit that preggies wear on the outside to prevent radiation waves or some sort being propagated towards their wombs to harm the fetus in one way or another. Apparently it's really popular here in China for some unproven medical reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's not over for me. In fact, it is just the beginning. So much to learn. So much to experience. So much to get frustrated with. Though life can be tough sometimes, I still move on.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5555502601125823544-7226661247041678126?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/7226661247041678126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-becoming-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/7226661247041678126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/7226661247041678126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-becoming-daddy.html' title='On becoming a daddy'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-2068424282488154172</id><published>2009-06-28T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:33:36.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her'/><title type='text'>I am a Sexy mummy to be !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Yes !! i'm curenntly pregnant with a 5 months 1 week little angel in my tummy. Woohoo...this is such a great news for my hubby as he loves kid so much and the fact is, he can own one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;It is still very fresh in my mind, i did home pregnacy test once at home on Saturday and too bad the result was not obvious. The moment i was feel like ...huh....kena or not kena?? hahaha.....Since i can't get the result, so we have no choice to have a second test at the clinic after 5 days (Thursday)and hope that we can get a confirmation at this time. Unfortunately, the doctor on duty also gave us the same comment; "You might be pregnant, but still can't confirm now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;Argghhhhh.....how come still can't confirm? Hubby was asking me to go for a another accurate check up by a gynae at SJMC hospital. On that day, after we registered at the counter, u know what...we've wait from 11.30am till 3pm as it was Saturday and the gynae was having such a good business with a lot of patients are in Q to consult by her. In fact, i was a bit of inpantience and start to ask hubby to come back next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;While I'm persuading hubby to go off, it's my turn after 30mins. We went into the consultation room and i was asked to lie down to let the gynea has a scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;Dang ...Dang....Dang.....Dang....I was told that im confirmed 5 weeks pregnancy with a significant water bag in my tummy !! hahaha...the moment, i feel so touch and im going to be mummy soon!!....can't really imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5 weeks (with water bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkePE0KMl-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/RTrI8LBUi24/s1600-h/5th+weeks+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352403995036784610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkePE0KMl-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/RTrI8LBUi24/s320/5th+weeks+%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9 weeks (with hands and legs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeLqSHo3BI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hFJsLVUO_3Y/s1600-h/9th+weeks+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352400240687766546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeLqSHo3BI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hFJsLVUO_3Y/s320/9th+weeks+%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeKbBYljBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/2ob58Iycb0w/s1600-h/9th+weeks+self%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352398878985784338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeKbBYljBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/2ob58Iycb0w/s320/9th+weeks+self%281%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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="left"&gt;12 weeks (with significant bone structure + fingers and toes + very active in movement)&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeEweogI9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/MusDEVhuU6Y/s1600-h/12th+weeks+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352392650544653266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeEweogI9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/MusDEVhuU6Y/s320/12th+weeks+%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeAONpbVCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1FR9Af-IU9c/s1600-h/12th+weeks+self%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352387663823066146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeAONpbVCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1FR9Af-IU9c/s320/12th+weeks+self%2810%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;16 weeks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeH7vuw0KI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yr0qoo2ynas/s1600-h/16th+weeks%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352396142647759010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkeH7vuw0KI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yr0qoo2ynas/s320/16th+weeks%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;18 weeks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Skd-8DrRhyI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HzKnkhwB08s/s1600-h/18th+weeks+self%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352386252397184802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Skd-8DrRhyI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HzKnkhwB08s/s320/18th+weeks+self%286%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;19 weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Skd9M14b4yI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eo-JHuHvLVg/s1600-h/19th+weeks+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352384341728813858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Skd9M14b4yI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eo-JHuHvLVg/s320/19th+weeks+%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;20 weeks (This is how am i looking now.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Skd7Xp0eCQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G-xvYfk4iF8/s1600-h/20th+weeks+self%2819%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382328446257410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Skd7Xp0eCQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G-xvYfk4iF8/s320/20th+weeks+self%2819%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Our sweet little angel is expected to come to town at 6th Nov 2009. And no need to guess is a baby boy or girl......is a healty baby girl!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-2068424282488154172?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/2068424282488154172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-sexy-mummy-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2068424282488154172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2068424282488154172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-sexy-mummy-to-be.html' title='I am a Sexy mummy to be !!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SkePE0KMl-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/RTrI8LBUi24/s72-c/5th+weeks+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-2217904295220752020</id><published>2009-06-28T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:53:12.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>Losing my patience ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going for grocery shopping in China, or more precisely in where I am right now ,is one of the most&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; unpleasant things that I have to do especially during the weekends. It's just so full of people. Yes, 1.3 billion population here in the mainland is no joke. There are people everywhere. What more to say, when the weekends come and everyone is doing grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are getting on my nerves, most importantly. There are a couple of things you would notice if you come shopping here. First of, they just don't give a damn about you. So I was pushing my shopping cart through aisles and I came to a point where a couple who was talking to salesgirl is blocking my way. They had their cart with them. So they freaking block the whole aisle! I noticed the guy saw me and I kind of like giving him that "get out of my fucking way" look, and you know what happened? Nothing! Yes, nothing! He turned back his head and continued participating in the conversation. WTF right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This actually reminds me of a conversation I had with a friend from the United States. He said, the Chinese, generally older generations behaves like this. They think they are more important all the time, and nobody else matters. They cut queues like nobody's business. They use the car horn so frequently that the government needs to put a signboard telling drivers honking is prohibited in some areas and also constructs a decibel meter in the middle of the city to measure the noisiness. Having said that, does any one of the drivers even care? haha .. One of the jokes on a Chinese buying a car .. what is the first thing they check before buying? Not the suspensions, not the trunk size, neither is the warranty period but the HORN! Okay .. maybe the warranty period of the horn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to grocery shopping. One other incident happened. I was looking for a box of packeted milk at the dairy aisle. I could not find it so I asked one of the salesgirls, telling her that I could not find it there, wondering if she can get my a box from the warehouse at the back. Without hesitation, she told me it could not be done. I assured her that this had been done by one of her colleagues back then for me and no problem. Why not now? Well, the answer is simply, it cannot be done! Then she walked away, pretending she was looking on the other aisle. You know back when you were a kid, your mom tell you to read a book while you have no interest of doing, you would just fake the whole act and hoping that your mom would buy it? That is exactly what the salesgirl was doing. Fuck, I am mad, but at the same time, I found it hilarious and shaked my head and left. I figured I could go back some other day to pick the milk up when a different salesgirl is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I think it does not make sense at all. What happened to the values our parents taught us when we were kids? Aren't they somehow from China, judging from the point that a lot of old Chinese sayings and idioms  reveal some of the basic values, some of which do not really available in western education system? I just don't get it and they are getting on my nerves, not all the time, but sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5555502601125823544-2217904295220752020?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/2217904295220752020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-my-patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2217904295220752020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2217904295220752020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-my-patience.html' title='Losing my patience ...'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-6974691617215126731</id><published>2009-06-18T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:19:09.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Okay ... I am lazy! Oh wait! Both of us are .. Haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes and I think everyone who does follow my blog would agree so, not that anyone is following it ... Haha. Anyway, it has seriously been a really long time since I last logged on and blogged. I guess I gotta get myself back on track someday and today seems to be a good day to do so. (Okay .. what can I say, I am free during working hours and I hope my boss is not reading this! Or anyone that knows my boss .. please dont tell him about this ... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's do a little recap for what was happening for the past several months in my life, briefly. A lot had happened. To begin with, I went back to Malaysia to celebrate Chinese New Year. This year's a little different from the past where I will go back home and leave Malaysia for a family vacation in another part of the world. This year my family and I traveled to Northern Peninsular of Malaysia - Penang. That's where the good food are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stayed at the G-Hotel, 4-star + stylish, check out the interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngbyQEhFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rHWnKFfmgvc/s1600-h/DSC02941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348552800429442130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngbyQEhFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rHWnKFfmgvc/s400/DSC02941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngcZrSlEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/yll9AgYGPNo/s1600-h/DSC02945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348552811012592706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngcZrSlEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/yll9AgYGPNo/s400/DSC02945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngcocOKdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tyPNVw6orXE/s1600-h/DSC02952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348552814975920594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngcocOKdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tyPNVw6orXE/s400/DSC02952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Sjngcwu2XyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jp1arcwf6g8/s1600-h/DSC02951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348552817201536802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Sjngcwu2XyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jp1arcwf6g8/s400/DSC02951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngdC7emJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/R7o28y3Jeh0/s1600-h/DSC02953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348552822086342802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngdC7emJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/R7o28y3Jeh0/s400/DSC02953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had some good food while we were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnjCg0dS1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yITAScG3ze8/s1600-h/DSC02844.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348557452834246402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Sjnkqlz0DwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iafd9WcdmUA/s400/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348557468401157058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnkrfzQQ8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/1m8jLFe4ZNo/s400/DSC02847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348557461091232514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnkrEkbqwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ty-3I7bw-Io/s400/DSC02845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348572810457034338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnyohaarmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qIlbBuSofqA/s400/DSC02851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348572244110578418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnyHjm5kvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vEOhgi6Bo44/s400/DSC02832.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tested a Subaru WRX Version 10! Awesome ride. That's my brother in law in the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565603416302338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnsFBGAYwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ipY9cMjBJtg/s400/DSC02982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celebrated Valentine's Day! Twice! Haha .. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565608717256066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnsFU12hYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/uZyEAMvXHLE/s400/DSC02991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got my knee ligament fixed in a surgery. 10 days in hospital. 3 months of rehab. 6 to 12 months down time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565613852129842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnsFn-GejI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MyoywPkCgGE/s400/DSC03073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565619257592418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnsF8G3SmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/EAl0Aajy9H4/s400/DSC03075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565622313149714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnsGHfXZRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QNFuumdM2OU/s400/DSC03079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got into a car accident. My car was sandwiched in between. Some asshole crashed into my car from the back. Oh well, no biggie. Car is fixed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568791069351298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Sjnu-kBt3YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6Jaw2YnpIiw/s400/DSC03161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568781698767538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Sjnu-BHmGrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vzZQrFk2c8g/s400/DSC03160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568787209246322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/Sjnu-VpZVnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/63LpuR5gLXQ/s400/DSC03165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And last but not least, I am soon to be promoted. From Danny bro to Uncle Danny. Haha. My wifey is pregnant and fatherhood is coming. And yes, I cannot believe it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569351365597490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjnvfLSwGTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qJ5jhb2iPd4/s400/Oh+baby+baby!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well, that pretty much sums up what had happened during that 3 months while I was back home. It was a big 3 months break with so much happening, especially I got a kid on the way. Pretty excited by that. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-6974691617215126731?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/6974691617215126731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-am-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/6974691617215126731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/6974691617215126731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-am-lazy.html' title='Okay ... I am lazy! Oh wait! Both of us are .. Haha!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SjngbyQEhFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rHWnKFfmgvc/s72-c/DSC02941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-8684080762294144430</id><published>2009-01-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:14:41.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her'/><title type='text'>Full of Chinese New Year Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chinese New Year is around the corner. Yeap...it's next Monday, 26 Jan 2009!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because of this, our house is full of the festival mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXnT_4mgQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6r4_5Fk5_rE/s1600-h/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293391267796254978" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXnT_4mgQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6r4_5Fk5_rE/s400/DSC02604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXo1BnA1bI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UjDisCPmLh0/s1600-h/DSC02595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392934706664882" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXo1BnA1bI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UjDisCPmLh0/s400/DSC02595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXpnjrxGUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EQxJYD8J8JE/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293393802846869826" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXpnjrxGUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EQxJYD8J8JE/s400/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXqf_H59BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6ynXeiD7Zcc/s1600-h/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293394772285322258" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXqf_H59BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6ynXeiD7Zcc/s400/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXsDyd41gI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rztigpFKrg4/s1600-h/DSC02624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293396486874781186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXsDyd41gI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rztigpFKrg4/s400/DSC02624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And of course...cookies will never missed out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXtsYzlR7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3x9Tm_9d2n8/s1600-h/DSC02625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398283872716722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXtsYzlR7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3x9Tm_9d2n8/s400/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh yeah !! and also the most delicious "bak kuah" too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXuNseaNMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lrgmnCWJwTE/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398856088302786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXuNseaNMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lrgmnCWJwTE/s400/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-8684080762294144430?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/8684080762294144430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/full-of-chinese-new-year-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/8684080762294144430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/8684080762294144430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/full-of-chinese-new-year-mode.html' title='Full of Chinese New Year Mood'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXXnT_4mgQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6r4_5Fk5_rE/s72-c/DSC02604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-3251327977255683538</id><published>2009-01-19T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:03:14.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her'/><title type='text'>I'm Excited !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yay ...Im gonna have a sweet and nice V day this year!! hahahaha.....because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hubby is planing the programs for the day now !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...Traders Hotel better ?? or Cyberview Lodge??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; where to have our V day dinner?? where are we going to have our couple spa??...wahahaha....im sooooooo excited !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hoohooohooo.....this Sunday is also 2009 Chinese New Year Eve....I'm really impatient anymore...as hubby is coming back on this Saturday for his CNY holiday.....so....I'm planing to have our 1st reunion dinner at our new home......hahahaha....hmmm.....steamed fish, 2 kind of veges, steam egg with shredded pork, potatos with mushroom and lotus peanut soup. Sounds more than enough for ONLY 2 person right?! hehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love CNY mood as my parents gave us (since kid) this kind of feeling whenever CNY is coming; they will clean the whole house and deco it with all those red red..., also shop for those cny stuffs....eventhough it is very tiring...but.....it is even more FUN than tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;See below to get to know how my hubby sayang me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com - &lt;/span&gt;sigh ... i think i have to treat u better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Stephanie (L)&lt;/span&gt; yeah....buy me mini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - i think i should treat u eat shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Stephanie (L)&lt;/span&gt; walao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; kakakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - no one eat my shit before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - u are the first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Stephanie (L)&lt;/span&gt; ok lo...reunion dinner is to ask u eat shit... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - i eat ur shit la &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayashikeneshiro@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; - and u eat mine&lt;/span&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/5555502601125823544-3251327977255683538?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/3251327977255683538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/excited.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/3251327977255683538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/3251327977255683538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/excited.html' title='I&apos;m Excited !!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-2444655056147190732</id><published>2009-01-19T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:24:47.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>Darling and Her Mini Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nope, she does not have a Mini Cooper yet. Don't get carried away by the title. Hahahaha ... She has been dreaming about it eversince the day she lays eyes on that baby. The reason I am saying that she is dreaming is solely because neither she has the ability to own one nor I have the financial capability to buy her one. Too bad huh :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292678678793442594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNfN2_EVSI/AAAAAAAAACE/jEDJYnT7v2U/s320/Mini+%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292687865677280594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNnkmy29VI/AAAAAAAAACU/y3dygjLwPDk/s320/Mini+%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292694087724549298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNtOxuhxLI/AAAAAAAAADE/LmSIL7s6o9k/s320/Mini+%234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693879415475250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNtCptxjDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5QyLPFc3UO4/s320/Mini+%235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292692730733938082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNr_yiwRaI/AAAAAAAAACk/ikLdmhOu-Ko/s320/Mini+%236.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With her raving and ranting about that dream car of hers for some time, I also got to know that a few of her friends are actually having the same affection. What the hell are you girls with Mini Cooper?!?! Hahahaha ... oh well, it's really a good looking car. What can I say. It's cute, sporty, stylish, eye-candy-ish, lovable .. blah blah blah :D ...... It's just so many positive comments that people are giving that baby today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292681155586334274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNheBwgnkI/AAAAAAAAACM/9LDTjD59B9k/s320/Mini+%233.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yea! It's easy to park! I still remember my darling making this remark to support the reasons why she likes this ride so much (She is bad in side-parking by the way :P). Then, I went like "what happen to your Myvi? It's smaller and easier to park too!" Hahaha ... and then she argued: "Mini is a small car too, wider body which gives more stability, a little bigger than Myvi which gives us more space to shove our luggage, a lot more powerful than Myvi, and this and that ... " Imagine what a person can do when he or she is really wanting something ... She can even be technical about it! hahaha ... By the way, I was just giving her a hard time. I know she loves it very much and hopefully I will make enough dough to get her that baby one day, if not, soon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292692734687406242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNsABRVaKI/AAAAAAAAACs/qJ9x31ZH1Cc/s320/Mini+%237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm, maybe I should just take her and pay a visit to the dealership this time when I go back to Malaysia. Get a test drive and a little adrenaline rush ... hahahah :P It would be really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For more fun and facts, check out the Mini Cooper USA website - &lt;a href="http://www.miniusa.com/"&gt;http://www.miniusa.com/&lt;/a&gt; or the Mini Cooper Malaysia website - &lt;a href="http://www.mini.my/"&gt;http://www.mini.my/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-2444655056147190732?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/2444655056147190732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-wife-and-her-mini-cooper.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2444655056147190732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2444655056147190732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-wife-and-her-mini-cooper.html' title='Darling and Her Mini Cooper'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SXNfN2_EVSI/AAAAAAAAACE/jEDJYnT7v2U/s72-c/Mini+%231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-6685198466374762402</id><published>2009-01-14T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:02:37.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her'/><title type='text'>14 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;arrgghh..!! i most hate to write article in English as i can't really write a fluent English essay since secondory school time...but....u see...this is really my fault!! ...i pandai pandai suggest my hubby to start a blog ,more precisely is OUR BLOG!!! which our feels, oppinions , experiences...etc will be inscribed in here.Such a wonderfull idea right ?! hehehee..and of cause i didn't expect i will be involved to write anything here...hahaha...So....in order persuade him to start it...i initial a rule...hahahahaha.....if he write one post, i will also write a post too....:P Besides the rule....sweet words are also required...(shhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290985065034791138" alt="" src="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=5555502601125823544" bmp="" s320="" ptcdmtclks4="" aaaaaaaaabu="" sw1a4kfluoi="" _smslbpcrkgc="" com="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SW2DCyixbiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/H1_xfAowy2I/s1600-h/shhh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291029221180796450" style="width: 22px; cursor: pointer; height: 21px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SW2DCyixbiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/H1_xfAowy2I/s320/shhh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The first post is here.....and the second post is here as well...yet..im still here and didn't start to type any single word...hehehehe...in fact,i like to read my hubby blog.....as he can express himself with a nice sentence....(oh!!...this is one of the points i used to in the persuasion process..hehehe)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 Jan 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;........yoooo!!! It's our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8 years + 1 month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pat Toh Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1 month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Husband&amp;amp;Wife status&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!!(yucks..this sounds so old...and i will prefer more as bf and gf....more sweet...hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What is my feeling after the ROM??...ermm....the feeling is absolute GREAT !! it's like you're being confirmed and passed the probation period...hahaha....but the probation period is kinda long ..8 YEARS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Besides this, the Papa!!Mama!! lo...hahahahaha....everything is just back to normal...as we had been argued and working out together for 8 years...so...everything is just good and we are working out very very good now and for sure future will be excellent too !!!! sui~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dua pui...i love you and wish that our married life will full of happiness !!! (and please no lies!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SW2BZJJvZ-I/AAAAAAAAABs/GHuCRjQxJew/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291027406183688162" style="width: 401px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SW2BZJJvZ-I/AAAAAAAAABs/GHuCRjQxJew/s320/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555502601125823544-6685198466374762402?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/6685198466374762402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-jan-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/6685198466374762402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/6685198466374762402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-jan-2009.html' title='14 Jan 2009'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SW2DCyixbiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/H1_xfAowy2I/s72-c/shhh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-8644302883581433667</id><published>2009-01-13T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:30:37.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>Papa! Mama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This happens to every couple right after their marriage or more precisely, their registration. I believe. They have to change the way they address each others' parents right away!!! Hahaha :P Papa ... Mama ... That is so unusual, feels weird and if possible, can we just go back to calling uncle and aunty instead? Hahaha ...:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there you go! It happens to both of us as well. We can't really escape that reality, can we? :D Gotta deal it. I believe all of us who are new to the club have our own way to sort things out in the marriage and this is part of the deal. One way or another, we have to come up with a solution that would enable us to comfortably address the old folks. Well for starters, embarassment is inevitable. It will just ease off as time goes by. Anyway, it has to be fast because I am about to go back to Malaysia and celebrate Chinese New Year with all of them and when is more suitable for us to start calling papa and mama right? Haha .. and not forgetting, if ever one of us is beginnning a line with the uncle .. aunty .. addresses in front of relatives, they are not going to let us get away from the humorous complaints :P Woooo .. scary times ahead baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Darling and I have been having conversation on the phone every now and then eversince our registration, chatting about how awkward to address my parents that way and vice versa and how we are going to deal with it. Since then, there is still no apparent solution. Hahaha .. so I guess, for me at least, I am going to "act" natural when meeting and greeting them during the CNY visits. Hahaha .. that is the best solution that I can come up with! I don't know about you baby, but I am taking this way to papa mama land. Hahaha .. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish us luck! Hey .. who says starting a family is easy? Deal with this first! :D&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/5555502601125823544-8644302883581433667?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/8644302883581433667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/papa-mama_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/8644302883581433667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/8644302883581433667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/papa-mama_13.html' title='Papa! Mama!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555502601125823544.post-2253149058737218761</id><published>2009-01-10T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:15:59.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him'/><title type='text'>Just Registered!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I started writing, I can't help but wonder what I should put in the title column. Should it be Just Married? Should it be Just Engaged? Or should it be Just Registered? Since I am not exactly sure what the first 2 really defined as, be it in Chinese tradition or common practices around the world, Just Registered it is! Hahaha .. it is the easiest way out cos it is straight to the point :P Though it sounds a little weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289355638836907538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SWeQ7eeVThI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LZfwvVwCdY8/s320/IMG_4157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357022297666610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SWeSMARFNDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xIohiUQ9J8E/s320/IMG_3944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357013733104290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SWeSLgXIWqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2QpGr1oern4/s320/IMG_3913.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeap, that was what happened on 14th of December 2008. We have just registered to be each others' spouse. This day also marks our 8th anniversary together, 8 long wonderful years of bumpy rides :P And what is more special than celebrating it with having a blog of our life together! Haha! Hence, here I am writing something to fire it up :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357019681018850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SWeSL2hOU-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_Eijkf7rkJA/s320/IMG_4297.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All these years have been really hard for both of us, especially to spend time together. Both of us are always far apart and the phone is the only thing that is keeping us connected consistently. God Bless the Technology! Hahaha. Well, there are other tools as well, MSN, Skype, email, letter writing, Netmeeting etc etc, but none of these are as good as the connection we get by talking on the phone. Though we do not have any physical connection, this is just as good as it can ever be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357029117225666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SWeSMZq_asI/AAAAAAAAABE/TaiOBgKb1Ow/s320/IMG_4352.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Getting registered is as good as getting married for me. I am really glad that we have done it! The feeling is fresh and unfamiliar. I guess this spells the unknown ground for me but it's too late to turn back now .. Hahahaha :D Having said that, I still feel good about it. This is the first time I am having a different sense of belonging, a stronger one actually. And what comes with it? More responsibilities! I can feel that now! It's heavy and it will only get heavier in times but I know now that there is always someone there to share that burden with me. For that, I guess I am blessed and I am loved! :)&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/5555502601125823544-2253149058737218761?l=d-aisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/feeds/2253149058737218761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-registered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2253149058737218761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555502601125823544/posts/default/2253149058737218761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-aisle.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-registered.html' title='Just Registered!!!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900765340735002523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmsLBpCrKGc/SWeQ7eeVThI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LZfwvVwCdY8/s72-c/IMG_4157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
