<?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-5159859988391623114</id><updated>2011-08-10T04:14:49.716-07:00</updated><category term='Fun Tests'/><title type='text'>FaithHopeLove</title><subtitle type='html'>歡迎登入我的部落格！这里记载了我的心情故事和生活点滴。。。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-7860554689250498482</id><published>2010-08-29T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T07:19:15.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thorns &amp; Roses</title><content type='html'>Life is full of surprises. If God shows you all the happenings in your life, there wont has surprises. Give thanks to the roses as well as thorns in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-7860554689250498482?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7860554689250498482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=7860554689250498482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7860554689250498482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7860554689250498482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2010/08/life.html' title='Thorns &amp; Roses'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-7263250298741236555</id><published>2010-04-19T02:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:03:25.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fury</title><content type='html'>I am terribly angry today. Never ever in my life, I have been humiliated and hurt in such a way. I eaten all the cold stuff to cool me down. My hands are still shaking and mt ctomach is aching due to the anger.  I am such an idiot to get furious over such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundred good deeds cant cover the one single harm that has been done. I am not a forgiving person. At the bottom of my heart, the harm will be there, unforgiven and unforgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-7263250298741236555?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7263250298741236555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=7263250298741236555' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7263250298741236555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7263250298741236555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2010/04/fury.html' title='Fury'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-2119984340958628464</id><published>2009-09-29T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T06:17:14.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have 2 more Chi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIIUpfBvzI/AAAAAAAAASU/rxsr5wkaO7Y/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386877255114932018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIIUpfBvzI/AAAAAAAAASU/rxsr5wkaO7Y/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIITzjqxRI/AAAAAAAAASM/pYR8CQtO4UI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386877240638883090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIITzjqxRI/AAAAAAAAASM/pYR8CQtO4UI/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIITlDIjbI/AAAAAAAAASE/MIRr_GySOG8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386877236744326578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIITlDIjbI/AAAAAAAAASE/MIRr_GySOG8/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have 2 more baby chihuahua. My miu miu picked a good day to deliver, 21of Sept, public holiday where I cant get a pet to my house. My husband and I rushed to the vet. He even turned on the double signal lights as we can see the baby's leg....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-2119984340958628464?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2119984340958628464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=2119984340958628464' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2119984340958628464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2119984340958628464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-2-more-chi.html' title='I have 2 more Chi'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SsIIUpfBvzI/AAAAAAAAASU/rxsr5wkaO7Y/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-8943272472063590523</id><published>2009-09-29T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:59:17.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Time flies. I have been married for a year. Although the marriage life is not happy all the time, sometimes tired of fighting and arguing, but still better than single as at least....I have a person to fight with. (sweating...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special on the anniversary as both of us have appointments on that afternoon until late evening. We managed to have a nice dinner at Miri Cafe. Its steak is still no 1 in Miri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No candle light, no roses, no diamond.... Am I asking too much? When men get married, they became more practical. No sure whether that apply to all men :0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-8943272472063590523?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8943272472063590523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=8943272472063590523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8943272472063590523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8943272472063590523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-anniversary.html' title='1st Anniversary'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-8390816917796822163</id><published>2009-04-07T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:41:52.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13th Graduation Ceremony</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, this was my 12th graduation ceremony. Minus my own convocation, I had attended 11 graduation ceremony with regalia. I dont have any 'excited' kind of feelings when I collected my regalia. Its just another obligation! Too bad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the 11th times, I bet you know that I am not longer young. When age creeps, i know I cant stop time from flying and leave sign on my face but I can keep myself young with a heart of thanksgiving. Give thanks to all the things that I have and experience. No matter its sorrow or happiness, its an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops... I forgot to give thanks to God for my new office with thrilling air-condition (19 degree). A good view of the Japanese garden in the faculty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-8390816917796822163?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8390816917796822163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=8390816917796822163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8390816917796822163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8390816917796822163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/04/13th-graduation-ceremony.html' title='13th Graduation Ceremony'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-1157203239481939310</id><published>2009-03-13T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:12:26.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SbqEP7PxZUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8BTlGMn-agw/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312704119573669186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SbqEP7PxZUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8BTlGMn-agw/s200/IMG_1533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby, 10 year-old. Wao... he has been with us for 10 years. Although he is a normal breed, he is smart. He can undertsnd fook chow, english and mandarin. He pees and poos at home outside the compound of the house.. None of us teach him to do so. He is my dad's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312702515909104914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SbqCylIWFRI/AAAAAAAAARk/4fIEbUv-fFg/s200/IMG_1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toffee comes into my life 1 year ago. He is a ChiHuaHua. He is indeed very very very.... clever. He can read my facial expression. I love his size. he is perfect to keep in house. But.... male's nature, he marks his territories --- washing machine, chairs, sofa even walls. Any place that you can name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703644936290594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SbqD0TFZwSI/AAAAAAAAARs/iKHwm_q1Kp4/s200/IMG_1285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703652086292674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SbqD0tuGIMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/y-puid8FlIc/s200/IMG_1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here come the third one. A female chihuahua, name after a brand, MiuMiu. She is tiny, real small when I brought her back. She is hyper-active and MANJA. Anything that can move will end up in her mouth. Due to her size, I put her on my study table while I am doing my work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When toffee and Miu Miu fight, guess who will end up hiding in the cage? Toffee. Proven again, female can be strong. 'I am tidy but mighty' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-1157203239481939310?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1157203239481939310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=1157203239481939310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/1157203239481939310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/1157203239481939310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dogs.html' title='My dogs'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SbqEP7PxZUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8BTlGMn-agw/s72-c/IMG_1533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5076472130421951362</id><published>2009-03-13T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:45:45.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/Sbp-yDfDP6I/AAAAAAAAARU/ia0OqOwhpJ0/s1600-h/IMG_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312698108831023010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/Sbp-yDfDP6I/AAAAAAAAARU/ia0OqOwhpJ0/s200/IMG_1524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my brother, Ah bui. He looks serious but kind and humorous. see, he just let the puppy bite him. Its painful but he is still smiling, no.. indeed laughing. See what a kind little boy..oop, should be man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro, you have grown up. Its time to settle down and get married!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5076472130421951362?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5076472130421951362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5076472130421951362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5076472130421951362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5076472130421951362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-brother.html' title='My brother'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/Sbp-yDfDP6I/AAAAAAAAARU/ia0OqOwhpJ0/s72-c/IMG_1524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-7621512663559032903</id><published>2009-03-05T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:00:41.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memorial to my GRANDMOTHER</title><content type='html'>Received a call on Monday morning... Its not a good news (6th sense). After a few days of struggling, finally, God took her to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew to Kuching on Monday evening. I saw my grandmother, peacefully slept. The next day, we travelled back to Sibu by bus. I reached Sg Merah at 430am. First time having coffee and kampua mee in such an early moring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we waited beside UCS before we headed for the memorail park. My uncles asked me to bring them in for a drink!! Oooo... i am no longer working at UCS. Probably the guards would chased me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Miri after lunch. I was really....exhausted. However, I was grateful as managed to take 2 days to accompany my grandmother to finished her journey in the earth. We will meet again in the heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile... I am thinking of visiting my grandmother on Saturday. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont wait or postponed when you need to do something.  Second chance is not granted most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-7621512663559032903?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7621512663559032903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=7621512663559032903' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7621512663559032903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7621512663559032903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-memorial-to-my-grandmother.html' title='In memorial to my GRANDMOTHER'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-712117577400476088</id><published>2009-02-24T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:34:46.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of a man</title><content type='html'>Big news in Miri -- A young couple both from a nearby Uni was found in serious slash ---relationship problem. The boy was trying to kill his girlfriend.  There were cuts on the girl's throat and wrists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sad about the news. what is wrong with the teens nowsaday? Dont they have problem-solving skills? Can violence solve problems? Why human beings became so so...cold-blooded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when man no longer live with God, he lost his spirit. Man is indifferent from beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-712117577400476088?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/712117577400476088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=712117577400476088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/712117577400476088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/712117577400476088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/02/spirit-of-man.html' title='Spirit of a man'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-9062577822016316253</id><published>2009-01-14T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:04:25.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KK</title><content type='html'>My hubby and I went to KK on Friday, for a 4 days and 3 nights trips. It was a relaxing trip, shopping and enjoying the food in KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were treated with a seafood feast in Gaya, where the seafood was fresh from the water. Some of the dishes that worth mentioning were steam prawn , sweet and sour crab (real BIG), steam snails (dont know the name..)and Tuaran Fried Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity that we forgot to bring our camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fish feast at The Fish &amp;amp; Co. I ordered 'The best Fish and Chip', Hmmm GOOD. It made me think of the fish and chips that i had in UK, fresh fried fish fillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky as one of the morning tea was taken in one of the chinese restaurant serving dim san. Most dim were having 50% discount. Woo.. really nice!! First time tasting 'Gou bu li bao zhi'. Heard it many times on TV programme. Not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK is not just a adventurers' paradise but food paradise as well. Foreign cuisine can be found here eg: Italy, Chinese, Philipino, japanese, korean and of course local.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-9062577822016316253?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/9062577822016316253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=9062577822016316253' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/9062577822016316253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/9062577822016316253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/01/kk.html' title='KK'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-7678998467933799890</id><published>2009-01-01T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:50:37.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SVy7kmd3aOI/AAAAAAAAARM/vd090aV80F8/s1600-h/img_11978875569383.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286306300101617890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SVy7kmd3aOI/AAAAAAAAARM/vd090aV80F8/s200/img_11978875569383.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of 2009! It will be a great year ahead. Although the global economy might be worse, God is still in control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-7678998467933799890?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7678998467933799890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=7678998467933799890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7678998467933799890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7678998467933799890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SVy7kmd3aOI/AAAAAAAAARM/vd090aV80F8/s72-c/img_11978875569383.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-202397437066614599</id><published>2008-12-14T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:08:47.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SUUhHDXbvlI/AAAAAAAAARE/Iz2BbbTYw6c/s1600-h/twilight01mt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279662543208169042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SUUhHDXbvlI/AAAAAAAAARE/Iz2BbbTYw6c/s200/twilight01mt5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another movie that I like. Twilight. Its a fantastic romance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you can live forever, what would you live for? Love, kinship, friendship, fame and power? Hmmm... worth thinking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-202397437066614599?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/202397437066614599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=202397437066614599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/202397437066614599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/202397437066614599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SUUhHDXbvlI/AAAAAAAAARE/Iz2BbbTYw6c/s72-c/twilight01mt5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5829659659977356383</id><published>2008-12-14T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:00:08.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day the Earth Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SUUd3tCIsBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XVxfGrrVAh4/s1600-h/earth-stood-still-movie%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279658980980338706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SUUd3tCIsBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XVxfGrrVAh4/s200/earth-stood-still-movie%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Day the Earth Still, a remake movie by Keanu Reeves and jennifer Conelly, reminds me to love the planet that we are living in, or at least try to use the plastic bags wisely. Maybe I should start to use my own shopping bags rather than the the plastic bags....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One funny part of the movie is where Keane Reaves met his team member, then they started to communicate in Mandarin. Walau... Aliens speaking Mandarin...haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I think its worth watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5829659659977356383?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5829659659977356383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5829659659977356383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5829659659977356383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5829659659977356383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-earth-still.html' title='The Day the Earth Still'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SUUd3tCIsBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XVxfGrrVAh4/s72-c/earth-stood-still-movie%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-4646421713113021267</id><published>2008-12-07T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T07:01:35.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; GB talent time show. Girls were performing solo, duet and dance. They are really talented and of course very brave. I dint think I dare to perform on the stage when I was at their age.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277060101575844690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviNAzQo1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dVsNvmZ0ruU/s200/IMG_1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This girl know how to pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviM0Qy8aI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CMUJ6u_LMg4/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277060098210066850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviM0Qy8aI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CMUJ6u_LMg4/s200/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters. The elder one really take good care of her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviKmtxUxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/we_J7ueR0Zs/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277060060213760786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviKmtxUxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/we_J7ueR0Zs/s200/IMG_1223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pastor's daughter, Mercy and her friend Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviKSKAmqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1EyOocerDxA/s1600-h/IMG_1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277060054695058082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviKSKAmqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1EyOocerDxA/s200/IMG_1211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe, very cute little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GB is a great ministry where it provide a platform for girls to be more Christlike as well as be more outspoken and spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-4646421713113021267?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4646421713113021267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=4646421713113021267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4646421713113021267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4646421713113021267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/gb-talent-time-show.html' title=''/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STviNAzQo1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dVsNvmZ0ruU/s72-c/IMG_1225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-4065683857827588911</id><published>2008-12-07T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T06:30:59.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Friends</title><content type='html'>I was tidying my wedding photos. Accidentally see this two photos. (''). Its a mess on the wedding day as too many photos were taken. I cant even remember with whom I had taken the photos. Anyway, these 3 girls who used to be my students, now my best friends. We shared our happiness and sorrows together for the past 10 years. we used to 'lepak', yam cha at Muhibbah and Lanang swimming pool. 卤鸡脚，炸油条，炸sotong... our favourite. Really miss the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were innocent single girl looking for Mr Right, then, we found our boy friends...now some married. Liz even has a girl. Apple will be pastor soon. We still share our life although we are not at the same place, through blogs as well as sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, you are always in my mind. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277049314576075826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STvYZIGGjDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8TqNKAEQ9vY/s200/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277046678358732754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STvV_ra6L9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/cxTNmoa70aM/s200/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-4065683857827588911?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4065683857827588911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=4065683857827588911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4065683857827588911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4065683857827588911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/girl-friends.html' title='Girl Friends'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STvYZIGGjDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8TqNKAEQ9vY/s72-c/IMG_0728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-2098735624973043621</id><published>2008-12-06T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:57:01.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqdDqdZ5-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/GNpSS2ozmdc/s1600-h/IMG_1246c.JPG"&gt;今年的圣诞游行似乎是早了一点，6/12。 我想各个宗派都参与了， 阵容很壮观。可惜，少了花车。。。&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqdDkD30qI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lKINQC1MC68/s1600-h/IMG_1257b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqdDkD30qI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lKINQC1MC68/s200/IMG_1257b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276702597963043490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqfD78mtuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T_J-JJCfMxs/s1600-h/IMG_1238w.JPG"&gt;非常棒的乐队&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqfD78mtuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T_J-JJCfMxs/s1600-h/IMG_1238w.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqfD78mtuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T_J-JJCfMxs/s200/IMG_1238w.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276704803398268642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BB &amp;amp; GB Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqekQftOAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ljk_z3ngBrA/s1600-h/IMG_1244q.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqekQftOAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ljk_z3ngBrA/s200/IMG_1244q.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276704259158390786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;圣诞老人和小姐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqdDqdZ5-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/GNpSS2ozmdc/s1600-h/IMG_1246c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqdDqdZ5-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/GNpSS2ozmdc/s200/IMG_1246c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276702599680747490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;可爱的小天使。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqaPBm7gZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/B6QX88V538I/s1600-h/IMG_1261a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqaPBm7gZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/B6QX88V538I/s200/IMG_1261a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276699496338391442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;‘船’槽？　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqfjwngOPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PE4zWlBER6E/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqfjwngOPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PE4zWlBER6E/s200/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276705350112786674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt amazed to see different groups of natives Christians participating in the parade. Majority of them are from SIB, Roman catholic &amp;amp; Full gospel. Others are from Anglican and Baptist church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-2098735624973043621?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2098735624973043621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=2098735624973043621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2098735624973043621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2098735624973043621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-parade.html' title='Christmas Parade'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/STqdDkD30qI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lKINQC1MC68/s72-c/IMG_1257b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-2760050878874819952</id><published>2008-11-22T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T08:37:25.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>婚后</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SSg1ILyjI0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/joKY-UeJCgk/s1600-h/62115_HappilyEverAfter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271521778557199170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SSg1ILyjI0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/joKY-UeJCgk/s200/62115_HappilyEverAfter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;结婚2个月了。。。&lt;br /&gt;婚后的生活并没有像童话故事一样 happy ever after...&lt;br /&gt;我常觉得我们像老夫老妻， 安静的吃饭，看戏。。&lt;br /&gt;总觉得少了什么。。 是浪漫？是激情？是新鲜？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-2760050878874819952?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2760050878874819952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=2760050878874819952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2760050878874819952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2760050878874819952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='婚后'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SSg1ILyjI0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/joKY-UeJCgk/s72-c/62115_HappilyEverAfter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-4304314034382583128</id><published>2008-11-10T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:49:54.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My hubby and I went to Brunei together with other 3 friends. This is our second time to Brunei. Not much attractive spots but REAL nice Japaense food.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267240281044898658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_IOpPU2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/5zK9rEJg7G4/s200/n684256320_2022923_1826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Giant sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_HzfiJXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Iz7ZtgEr9xQ/s1600-h/n684256320_2022922_1331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267240273756431730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_HzfiJXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Iz7ZtgEr9xQ/s200/n684256320_2022922_1331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the Unaki, really big as compare to Sushi Kxx, Sushi Txx, Gxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_HSamKDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vih52XV3SlE/s1600-h/n684256320_2022921_783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267240264877353010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_HSamKDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vih52XV3SlE/s200/n684256320_2022921_783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Greed cause wastage of food 0'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually these were the left over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_HYzIkMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LrXi1wYujDE/s1600-h/n684256320_2022920_273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267240266590884034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_HYzIkMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LrXi1wYujDE/s200/n684256320_2022920_273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Combo Sashimi (dont know whether its right spelling). All the raw seafood, prawn, scallot, Salmon, Tuna, octopus...Each slice of Salmon is about 1'' thick. Guess how much??? (B$30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-4304314034382583128?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4304314034382583128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=4304314034382583128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4304314034382583128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4304314034382583128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-hubby-and-i-went-to-brunei-together.html' title=''/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SRj_IOpPU2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/5zK9rEJg7G4/s72-c/n684256320_2022923_1826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-8488519875864711060</id><published>2008-10-17T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:14:34.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toffee's Diary</title><content type='html'>Toffee loves to have joy ride in the car. Whenever I help him to put on his T-shirt, he will  be jumping up and down as He knew that he is going for 'bu bu'. He likes to sit on my thighs and looks around. But... just a few minutes. He will fall asleep soon. This is how he sleep when I brought him back to Bintulu last month.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258109109821951170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPiOYHEuzMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b9ZdaMmf_lg/s200/30092008237a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPiOZM9iHVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RFN5iLI8_0U/s1600-h/30092008239b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258109128582241618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPiOZM9iHVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RFN5iLI8_0U/s200/30092008239b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPiOZ9EXEtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/V6r4_D0Acg0/s1600-h/30092008232(a).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258109141495780050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPiOZ9EXEtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/V6r4_D0Acg0/s200/30092008232(a).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-8488519875864711060?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8488519875864711060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=8488519875864711060' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8488519875864711060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8488519875864711060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/toffees-diary.html' title='Toffee&apos;s Diary'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPiOYHEuzMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b9ZdaMmf_lg/s72-c/30092008237a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-4259419906181444185</id><published>2008-10-14T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:43:54.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl turning 30+++</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSdKYB1p0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/blaFPWSdyvA/s1600-h/IMG_1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me turning 30 ++...(sweating). First time celebrating with my husband. Candle light dinner at Grand Palace Hotel's western restaurant -- one of the best in Miri. The environment is romantic with grand piano playing love songs. Best dinner in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256999474739283490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSdK2RABiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/39h1-MdCjBI/s200/13102008243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My core meal: Australia Lamb Chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSdK5Lkk-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4O-DdEP7J4k/s1600-h/13102008244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256999475521819618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSdK5Lkk-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4O-DdEP7J4k/s200/13102008244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSdK5Lkk-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4O-DdEP7J4k/s1600-h/13102008244.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband's order: Chicken Combo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256997248961344962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="103" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSbJSmL9cI/AAAAAAAAANs/d1IJbmWboOs/s200/IMG_1199.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My birthday cake... Blueberry Cheese Cake, of course one of my favourite.&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/5159859988391623114-4259419906181444185?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4259419906181444185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=4259419906181444185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4259419906181444185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4259419906181444185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/girl-turning-30.html' title='A girl turning 30+++'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SPSdK2RABiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/39h1-MdCjBI/s72-c/13102008243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-1386278104428308468</id><published>2008-09-11T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:52:07.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just married</title><content type='html'>On 8.9.08, I changed my status from single to married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finace and I went to Bintulu for registration as none of us is from Miri. At first, we intended to be registered by 'Penghulu' who has the licence to sign -- faster than from government. However, we failed to contact him that morning. No choice... have to go to Registration Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there is an express registration that take a day for us to be registered, just that we need to pay extra RM100. Thrilled by the information as I dont have to come back to Bintulu after 3 weeks and our registration form and photos need not to be 'display' for 3 weeks. The problem is... we dont have witness (saksi). My finace called his friend and ask him to bring someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting all the document signed, at 220pm, we entered 'Bilik Perkahwinan'. Reading of the 'sumbat' (marriage declaration) is the funniest as I can only understand 20% of what was read as its written in Malay. After signing the marriage certificate, we were declared as husband and wife. Its took less than 10 minutes for me to be legally married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, I am still single before God. The promises need to be made in front of God and with His blessing, then only we are husband and wife. Looking forward for that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-1386278104428308468?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1386278104428308468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=1386278104428308468' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/1386278104428308468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/1386278104428308468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-married.html' title='Just married'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-773029382642058838</id><published>2008-08-21T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T06:57:18.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>I am going home on this Saturday !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pre-paid card for zone 2 to fly back to Sibu. Guess how much!!&lt;br /&gt;Just Rm120 for a way including tax and other fees. Its cheaper than the flex saver&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the cheaper fare as my wallet is quite thin this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-773029382642058838?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/773029382642058838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=773029382642058838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/773029382642058838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/773029382642058838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-2561849639628556074</id><published>2008-08-17T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T03:57:42.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>080808</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My MyV was on the road on 080808.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Planning of buying another car next year. We thought of buying a seven seater japanense car, Nissan Grand Livina or Toyota Wish. However...... after visiting Perodua showroom and have a test drive..... we decided to buy the small Msian made car -- MyV. One of the attraction of MyV is that its 70% Daihatsu product with Perodua 'price'. AND MOST important, I can have the car after a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After driving the car for a week, we are very satisfied with the car. although its not as good as Vios, its worth the price. With this small size car, I can 'reverse' and 'twist' as I like ha.. (exaggerate bit 0")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236923083609794386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SK1JzFKa51I/AAAAAAAAAJw/OOl3exjm_ds/s200/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get the old numbers for my new car!! Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-2561849639628556074?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2561849639628556074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=2561849639628556074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2561849639628556074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2561849639628556074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='080808'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SK1JzFKa51I/AAAAAAAAAJw/OOl3exjm_ds/s72-c/IMG_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5647730295892472890</id><published>2008-08-01T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T04:55:20.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaints:Life..</title><content type='html'>I received my confirmation letter 2 weeks ago. I should be happy but looking at my dark circle... darker than before...haiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am teaching and studying at the same time. I am teaching from Tuesday to Thursday. Monday, research day. My fridays are full with meeting, workshops and seminars. Some of my Saturday taken as well -- teaching MBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is getting tougher comparatively. I missed my life in Sibu. However, i still prefer my new to old job as new job provide me more rooms to improve. I might take up PHD study in 2010. Pray that I am making a right decision and I can really go throught it (I mean can graduate haha...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5647730295892472890?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5647730295892472890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5647730295892472890' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5647730295892472890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5647730295892472890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/complaintslife.html' title='Complaints:Life..'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-8728072964843474392</id><published>2008-07-31T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T05:53:49.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;父母永遠只有一個&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;媳婦說:「 煮淡一點妳就嫌沒有味，現在煮鹹一點妳卻說咽不下，妳究竟想怎麼樣 ？」母親一見兒子回來，二話不說便把飯菜往咀裡送。 她怒瞪他一眼。他試了一口，馬上吐出來，兒子說：「 我不是說過了嗎，媽有病不能吃太鹹！」 「 那好！媽是你的，以後由你來煮！」媳婦怒氣沖沖地回房。 兒子無奈地輕嘆一聲，然後對母親說：「 媽，別吃了，我去煮個麵給妳。」 「 仔，你是不是有話想跟媽說，是就說好了，別憋在心裡！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 媽，公司下個月升我職，我會很忙，至於老婆，她說很想出來工作，所以 ....」 母親馬上意識到兒子的意思：「 仔，不要送媽去老人院。」 聲音似乎在哀求。 兒子沉默片刻，他是在尋找更好的理由。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;「 媽，其實老人院並沒有甚麼不好，妳知道老婆一但工作，一定沒有時間好好服侍妳。老人院有吃有住有人服侍照顧，不是比在家裡好得多嗎？」「可是，阿財叔他 ....」   洗了澡，草草吃了一碗速食麵，兒子便到書房去。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 夕晚，太陽收斂起灼熱的金光，躲在山後憩息。一間建在郊外山崗的一座貴族老人院。 是的，錢用得越多，兒子才心安理得。當兒子領著母親步入大廳時，嶄新的電視機，42吋的螢幕正播放著一部喜劇， 但觀眾一點笑聲也沒有。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  幾個衣著一樣，髮型一樣的老嫗歪歪斜斜地坐在梳化上，神情呆滯而有一個老人在自言自語，有個正緩緩彎下腰，想去撿掉在地上的一塊餅乾吃。  兒子知道母親喜歡光亮，所以為她選了一間陽光充足的房間。從窗口望出去，樹蔭下，一片芳草如茵。幾名護士推著坐在輪椅的老者在夕陽下散步，四周悄然寂靜得令人心酸。縱是夕陽無限好，畢竟已到了黃昏，他心中低低嘆息。    &lt;br /&gt;  「 媽，我........我要走了 ！」母親只能點頭。他走時，母親頻頻揮手，她張著沒有牙的嘴，蒼白乾燥的咀唇在囁嚅著，一副欲語還休的樣子。兒子這才注意到母親銀灰色的頭髮，深陷的眼窩以及打著細紋臉。母親，真的老了！ 他霍然記起一則兒時舊事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那年他才6歲，母親有事回鄉，不便攜他同行，於是把他寄住在阿財叔家幾天。母親臨走時，他驚恐地抱著母親的腿傷心大聲號哭道：「 媽媽不要丟下我！媽媽不要走！」  最後母親沒有丟下他。他連忙離開房間，順手把門關上，不敢回頭，深恐那記憶像鬼魅似地追纏而來。  他回到家，&lt;br /&gt;妻子與岳母正瘋狂的把母親房裡的一切扔個不亦樂乎。身高3呎的獎杯──那是他小學作文比賽「我的母親」第1名的勝利品！ 華英字典──那是母親整個月省吃省用所買給他的第一份生日禮物！還有母親臨睡前要擦的風濕油，沒有為她擦，帶去老人院又有甚麼意義呢？ &lt;br /&gt;「 夠了，別再扔了！」兒子怒吼道。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹝這麼多垃圾，不把它扔掉，怎麼放得下我的東西﹞。岳母沒好氣地說。 「 就是嘛！你趕快把你媽那張爛床給抬出去，我明天要為我媽添張新的 ！」 一堆童年的照片展現在兒子眼前，那是母親帶他到動物園和遊樂園拍的照片。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「 它們是我媽的財產，一樣也不能丟！」   「 你這算甚態度？對我媽這麼大聲，我要你向我媽道歉！」    「 我娶妳就要愛妳的母親，為甚麼妳嫁給我就不能愛我的母親？&lt;br /&gt;」 雨後的黑夜分外冷寂，街道蕭瑟，行人車輛格外稀少。一輛寶馬在路上飛馳，頻頻闖紅燈，陷黃格，呼一聲又飛馳而過。那輛轎車一路奔往山崗上的那間老人院，停車直奔上樓，推開母親臥房的門。他幽靈似地站著，母親正撫摸著風濕痛的雙腿低泣。她見到兒子手中正拿著那瓶風濕油，顯然感到安慰的說：「 媽忘了帶，幸好你拿來！&lt;br /&gt;」他走到母親身邊，跪了下來。   「 很晚了，媽自己擦可以了，你明天還要上班，回去吧！」   他囁嚅片刻，終於忍不住啜泣道 ：「媽，對不起，請原諒我！我們回家去吧 ！」  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;～～後語～～&lt;br /&gt;  隨著自己愈長大，看著父母親臉龐從年輕變憔悴，頭髮從烏絲變白髮,動作從迅捷變緩慢，多心疼！   父母親總是將最好、最寶貴的留給我們，像蠟燭不停的燃燒自己，照亮孩子！而我呢？有沒有騰出一個空間給我的父母，或者只是在當我需要停泊岸時， 才會想起他們……&lt;br /&gt;其實父母親要的真的不多，只是一句隨意的問候：爸、媽，你們今天好嗎？」隨意買的宵夜，煮一頓再普通不過的晚餐;，睡前幫他們蓋蓋被子，天冷幫他們添衣服、戴手套……都能讓他們高興溫馨很久。   有時，我常在想：我希望我的子女以後如何對我。那現在，我有沒有如此對待我的父母？我相信，人是環環相扣的；現在，你如何對待你的父母；以後，你的子女就如何待你。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友，人世間最難報的就是父母恩，願我們都能：以反哺之心奉敬父母，以恩之心孝順父母！  ～共勉之～生命不要求我們成為最好的，只要求我們作最大的努力！ 老人安養院牆上發現的一篇文章 孩子！當你還很小的時候，我花了很多時間，教你慢慢用湯匙、用筷子吃東西。教你繫鞋帶、扣扣子、溜滑梯、教你穿衣服、梳頭髮、擰鼻涕。 這些和你在一起的點點滴滴，是多麼的令我懷念不已。所以，當我想不起來，接不上話時，&lt;br /&gt;請給我一點時間，等我一下，讓我再想一想……極可能最後連要說什麼，我也一併忘記。孩子！ 你忘記我們練習了好幾百回，才學會的第一首娃娃歌嗎？是否還記得每天總要我絞盡腦汁，去回答不知道你從哪裡冒出來的嗎？所以，當我重覆又重覆說著老掉牙的故事，哼著我孩提時代的兒歌時，體諒我。讓我繼續沉醉在這些回憶中吧！切望你，也能陪著我閒話家常吧！孩子，現在我常忘了扣扣子、繫鞋帶。吃飯時，會弄髒衣服，梳頭髮時手還會不停的抖，&lt;br /&gt;不要催促我，要對我多一點耐心和溫柔，只要有你在一起，就會有很多的溫暖湧上心頭。 孩子！如今，我的腳站也站不穩，走也走不動。所以，請你緊緊的握著我的手，陪著我，慢慢的。就像當年一樣，我帶著你一步一步地走。 若為人子女也不懂得如何體諒他們，那他們便只能於痛苦中渡過餘生，黑暗中逝去.... 請把此文章轉發給您的朋友，讓他們知道家人才是最重要的。 愛情可以重新再找尋，但父母一生卻只有一個，&lt;br /&gt;要珍惜、珍重&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-8728072964843474392?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8728072964843474392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=8728072964843474392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8728072964843474392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8728072964843474392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-9033283421403641254</id><published>2008-07-31T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:39:55.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean and Toffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG05vaFKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/S-DTHH5SEXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229108885764838562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG05vaFKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/S-DTHH5SEXQ/s200/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG1DcPc1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bit5_8eyByI/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229108888368804690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG1DcPc1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Bit5_8eyByI/s200/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I left my dog, Toffee with my friend, Grace when I went to KL. His son loves my dog. He cried when I picked up my dog after my holidays. He missed Toffee so much that he named all the dog even the doggie soft toy as Toffee. My Toffee replaces 'dog' ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG1OEsRqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/S3vCZN26whc/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229108891222820514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG1OEsRqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/S3vCZN26whc/s200/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace's son, Sean. He can still smile sweety when I took his photo the morning when I picked up Toffee. Then only I realized that he was sad to see Toffee left when his mum sms me. Camera is irresistable... No matter how sad/ unhappy, hide it. Image is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-9033283421403641254?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/9033283421403641254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=9033283421403641254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/9033283421403641254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/9033283421403641254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/sean-and-toffee.html' title='Sean and Toffee'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGG05vaFKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/S-DTHH5SEXQ/s72-c/IMG_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-6954771641545118208</id><published>2008-07-31T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:29:50.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Batman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGFl4NP6xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fK4MwBgXcdk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229107528143465234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGFl4NP6xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fK4MwBgXcdk/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Batman series, 'The Dark Knight'. Indeed it has sad ending. Batman is a dark knight that stay in 'darkness' So sad.... I was wondering why all these heroes ended up to have miserable life thereafter. Eg: Incredible hunk, Superman, Spiderman, and now Batman. These are mt heroes since young. My fantasy on heroes that have supernatural power breaks. I still prefer the old version of Superman, Batman and Spiderman. At least, I can fantasize that I have supernatural power that helps me to take away my problems, fight the evils and gain respect from people. I hate to have sad feelings after watching a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-6954771641545118208?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6954771641545118208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=6954771641545118208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6954771641545118208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6954771641545118208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/poor-batman.html' title='Poor Batman'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SJGFl4NP6xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fK4MwBgXcdk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5671906551152875354</id><published>2008-07-17T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:52:53.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>Finally I manage to squeeze some days out of the a month's semester break.&lt;br /&gt;I am heading to KL for shopping!! Yeah so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester break is like....all taken up with workshops, meetings and some uni activities. Thank God, I still have one more weekend to enjoy before the semester start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people think that teacher is an easy job. Nooooop until you really get into it. Teachers need to do teaching, writting research papers, handling students' affairs, doing administrative works like writting progressive reports, analyzing students' performance, managing students' clubs...... Besides, teachers are learners where they need to take up courses from time to time to 'polish' their teaching skill as well as research skill. Although Saturday and Sunday is not a teaching day for teachers, a preparation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are on duty 7 days per week. People, not neccessary students like to seek teachers' opinions. 'Hey, you are teacher, you should be better in calculation, help me to calculate.....', 'hey teacher, which share will be doing well tommorrow....', 'My son dont know what to study and he is not good in study. What degree programme should he take? Medicine? Engineering?....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute... all the teacher and myself ..of course.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love teachers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5671906551152875354?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5671906551152875354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5671906551152875354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5671906551152875354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5671906551152875354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-3329598486421992064</id><published>2008-06-10T01:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:22:27.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oil Price Up Up Up</title><content type='html'>I went to a supermarket to buy cooking oil. walau! what is going on? Why the shelves are empty, only left minyak jagung...I overheard a conversation, 'cooking oil price will rise 50% tommorrow..Most of the cooking oils in major supermarkets have sold out.. quick buy and store up...'. :( The needy one cant buy even 500ml cooking oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside the shelves displaying cooking oil are empty, rice and sugar as well. Wwwwhhat is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably all of us are terrified by the rising petrol oil. Life become difficult. Its even worse when the salary doesnt rise comparatively with the petrol price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have to live our lives. Do what we should do, leave those that we cant do to God. May God bless all of us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-3329598486421992064?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3329598486421992064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=3329598486421992064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3329598486421992064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3329598486421992064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/oil-price-up-up-up.html' title='Oil Price Up Up Up'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5925166852475514818</id><published>2008-06-10T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:57:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Dinner</title><content type='html'>I went out with my colleagues last night to have dinner. I went to Double Star, a nice restaurant that served cuisine range from Japanese Teriyaki, Baked cheesy rice to fried kuey tiao. Baked cheesy rice is always my choice. Anita (one of my colleague) and I have the same comment. We prefer the one that we have in KK. We lepak and laugh the whole night. I really enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can click on easily with this group of colleagues altho they are younger than me. They are  innocent and passionate,  made me feel at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one of them will be leaving for England soon for her phD.  May God be with her and guide her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5925166852475514818?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5925166852475514818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5925166852475514818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5925166852475514818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5925166852475514818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/nice-dinner.html' title='Nice Dinner'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-8615284417669217032</id><published>2008-05-28T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:27:27.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding bells....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SGsfes2ikVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zRP787tUrOI/s1600-h/wedding-bells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218299205535306066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SGsfes2ikVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zRP787tUrOI/s200/wedding-bells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting married soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its on 27.9.08. Spare the day for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding matrimony will be held at Gloria Methodist Church, Bintulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really LOOKING FORWARD to see you all there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope it's on a meaningful date like my birthday or my finace's, Chinese Valentine Day, other memorable date like 7/7 (7 is the perfect number ba...) To my dismay, I dont really have much said on my own wedding date. The elders picked the date (so call lucky date) for us. However, I insisted on one condition: must be on Saturday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some arguement and compromisation, my wedding date is finally ..... fixed on on 270908. Although I do have some nice date in mind, I have to respect the elders' wisdom. Quote one of my uncle saying: After all we are Chinese, we still need to adhere to Chinese traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-8615284417669217032?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8615284417669217032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=8615284417669217032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8615284417669217032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/8615284417669217032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding bells....'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SGsfes2ikVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zRP787tUrOI/s72-c/wedding-bells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5125197985789743659</id><published>2008-04-23T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:29:51.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toffee's Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBAQ9PH37VI/AAAAAAAAAH4/thGSR9NUAj4/s1600-h/DSC01873(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192669014575803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBAQ9PH37VI/AAAAAAAAAH4/thGSR9NUAj4/s200/DSC01873(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBAQa_H37UI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-dHiRm-jmYc/s1600-h/DSC01871(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192668426165284162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBAQa_H37UI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-dHiRm-jmYc/s200/DSC01871(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My littele boy, Toffee, 1 year old. He is kind of hyper active. He cant sit still for 1 minute. He is extremely curious in whatsoever around him. He is very reluctant to take the photos... Look at his face haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192671415462522226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBATI_H37XI/AAAAAAAAAII/EhXHjV1sT-I/s200/DSC01885(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt; I bought a basket and 4 balls for him. All kena musnah in few days. He bites the basket into batang batang rotan and the balls ,... look at the photos. He bites his own clothes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192677329632488834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBAYhPH37YI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OoJzry4AGWY/s200/DSC01893(o).JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what he will do when I scolded him. He will hide under the sofa and peep from time to time to check. Clever le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5125197985789743659?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5125197985789743659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5125197985789743659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5125197985789743659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5125197985789743659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/toffees-diary.html' title='Toffee&apos;s Diary'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/SBAQ9PH37VI/AAAAAAAAAH4/thGSR9NUAj4/s72-c/DSC01873(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5220915340908179915</id><published>2008-04-17T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:13:41.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a MUM!</title><content type='html'>I have been busy these days, as a mum, taking care of my baby... yap... a MUM, nothing wrong with your eye sight. I have been busy taking care of my baby, Toffee, a ChiHuaHua. I keep my son in the house (of course). Every morning, I have to take him out for a walk and let him pee and poo. He pee almost every 2-3 hours. Playing with him is another routine TASK. If i didnt spend time with him, he will get angry by peeing and pooing inside the house. Then.... you can hear me screaming even ten miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to read articles about ChiHuaHua and busy trying on my son. However, I still failt to train my dog to signal if he wants to pee or poo. How I wish he can talks. ha... My son likes to pee everywhere in the car porch as to mark his territory(a normal behaviour of a male dog). 'Helpless' I gave up training him to pee at a spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I have decided to make my son up to a girl. I shopped at baby's department to look for nice girly clothing for him (its expensive to buy from pet shop and its limited choices) . 'Crossing my finger' hoping that he will behave while peeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand it not easy to have a baby. Clothings, nail cutter, toys, vaccines, shampoos, foods... all $$. But... its fun to have a son as companion. Its really fun. Dog lovers will understand my feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5220915340908179915?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5220915340908179915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5220915340908179915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5220915340908179915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5220915340908179915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-mum.html' title='I am a MUM!'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-3421621873955411941</id><published>2008-03-25T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:26:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-3421621873955411941?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3421621873955411941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=3421621873955411941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3421621873955411941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3421621873955411941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-4289246334151573881</id><published>2008-03-25T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:51:12.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HomeSweetHome</title><content type='html'>I have moved in my new house since February. My finance and I were busy with cleaning and decorating the house in the past months. Its tiring but... of course, its fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday, 22/3, we had a House warming party, upon request of friends and relatives. My finace parents prepared all the food and drinks. I didnt do much -- helping to set the table, chatting with the relatives, taking care of my dog (by the way, i bought a doggie, a chi hua hua) &amp;amp; etc. The party was quite fun. Many friends and relatives complimented on the design of the house. (hehe... so proud of my house). Pics attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184139725327657922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HDnQola8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/A3JXrUw2H5g/s200/DSC01846(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;THe Living room. My parents sponsored the sofa..haha... Still need a carpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HGkgola_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/UsNVe8FQUQQ/s1600-h/DSC01847(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184142976617901042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HGkgola_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/UsNVe8FQUQQ/s200/DSC01847(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THe TV cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184139738212559826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HDoAola9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Dty5rQTQziA/s200/DSC01849(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;The partition that separate the living room and the dining room. I love the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184138793319754642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HCxAola5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/admqkEA8RuY/s200/DSC01738(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; The view from the balcony in master bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184142534236269538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HGKwola-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/5XvS5AXBsf4/s200/DSC01845(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is on side of the kitchen. Although small, equipped with all the necessity except an oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HHAwolbAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xWeFO_XqBMU/s1600-h/DSC01848(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184143461949205506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HHAwolbAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xWeFO_XqBMU/s200/DSC01848(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THe dinning room. I love the mirror, its from Lorenzo. My parents think that its a waste of money as the its cost around RM480.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HHlAolbBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qIIraI3eyq0/s1600-h/DSC01851(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184144084719463442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HHlAolbBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qIIraI3eyq0/s200/DSC01851(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One part of the master bedroom, the wardrobe and the bathroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When I looked back, from selecting a house to settling down in the house, I see God's grace throughout the whole process. He is guiding us. He is the Lord of our house. May His name be uphold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-4289246334151573881?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4289246334151573881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=4289246334151573881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4289246334151573881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4289246334151573881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/03/homesweethome.html' title='HomeSweetHome'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R_HDnQola8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/A3JXrUw2H5g/s72-c/DSC01846(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-3752239282697231880</id><published>2008-03-06T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:21:22.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeney Todd</title><content type='html'>I watched Sweeney Todd last night without reading the preview. I was choosing the movie for the sake of Jonny Depp. To my dismay, its like an opera. The storyline was simple but it took about one and the half to shown. I nearly fell asleep. Now only I realized that I dont have artistic cells in my body. I am a supporter for 'instant' ...whatever...like instant noddles, instant coffee, instant teh tarik, instant food.. A good sight, I am changing with the world. However, I started to look more on the outcomes rather than enjoying the process. Poor me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-3752239282697231880?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3752239282697231880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=3752239282697231880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3752239282697231880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3752239282697231880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweeney-todd.html' title='Sweeney Todd'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-6537641604160053127</id><published>2008-02-25T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:11:02.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post New Year Dilemma</title><content type='html'>4 days after the 15th day of Chinese New Year, I am still in new year mood! I had been pushing myself to start working since last week but... well... still a lot of works pending.....and the new semester just started. haaaaaiiiii. That's post new year dilemma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 weeks new year holiday, I gained at least 2-3kg. Its obvious on my tummy. I can hardly fit in my trousers/ jeans except those low waist trousers/jeans. Chap la...&lt;br /&gt;That's the Post-new year Dilemma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-6537641604160053127?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6537641604160053127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=6537641604160053127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6537641604160053127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6537641604160053127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/02/post-new-year-dilemma.html' title='Post New Year Dilemma'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-3839106305385501063</id><published>2008-01-30T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:56:43.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R6Ftq1eS3bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2nciIr205O0/s1600-h/untitled(R).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161527230619377074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R6Ftq1eS3bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2nciIr205O0/s200/untitled(R).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy New Year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;New year is just around the corner. Its crowded everywhere, hypermarkets, banks, furniture shops, book shops, lighting shops, coffee shops and of course boutiques. Its really hard to find a parking slot in the town now especially during night time. What about Sibu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My finace and I are very busy these days with our new house. The renovation is almost done, the lighting is almost done, the alarm system is almost done... all are almost done but not completely done. There are some minor defeats here and there. Its difficult to push people to work during the so call 'peak' period. We have to wait for days for the technician to come and fix our gas hop. Everyone is busy busy and busy. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-3839106305385501063?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3839106305385501063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=3839106305385501063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3839106305385501063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3839106305385501063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R6Ftq1eS3bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2nciIr205O0/s72-c/untitled(R).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-3238253117830884519</id><published>2008-01-28T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:51:15.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Tests'/><title type='text'>How Do You Sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160787160509636002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MlFeS3aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rr92MCao0pU/s200/ATT00141.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160787151919701378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MkleS3YI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qr-cKbQJ3YQ/s200/ATT00171.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57Mk1eS3ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ia6jFwDvb88/s1600-h/ATT00174.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160787156214668690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57Mk1eS3ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ia6jFwDvb88/s200/ATT00174.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNFeS3TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/24yTJ9aVF_E/s1600-h/ATT00156.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786748192775474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNFeS3TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/24yTJ9aVF_E/s200/ATT00156.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNVeS3UI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AUFYQoptccY/s1600-h/ATT00159.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786752487742786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNVeS3UI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AUFYQoptccY/s200/ATT00159.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNleS3VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NZpJd2wB5fs/s1600-h/ATT00162.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786756782710098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNleS3VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NZpJd2wB5fs/s200/ATT00162.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNleS3WI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KRD34bUKDN8/s1600-h/ATT00165.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786756782710114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MNleS3WI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KRD34bUKDN8/s200/ATT00165.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MN1eS3XI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5IPbFFlrz60/s1600-h/ATT00168.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786761077677426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MN1eS3XI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5IPbFFlrz60/s200/ATT00168.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57L3VeS3QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JxDMjmQrNJc/s1600-h/ATT00147.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786374530620674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57L3VeS3QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JxDMjmQrNJc/s200/ATT00147.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57L3VeS3RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TPCOFtwoFLA/s1600-h/ATT00150.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786374530620690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57L3VeS3RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TPCOFtwoFLA/s200/ATT00150.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57L3leS3SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EKGdKoV7eJY/s1600-h/ATT00153.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160786378825588002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57L3leS3SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EKGdKoV7eJY/s200/ATT00153.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-3238253117830884519?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3238253117830884519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=3238253117830884519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3238253117830884519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/3238253117830884519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-do-you-sleep.html' title='How Do You Sleep?'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R57MlFeS3aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rr92MCao0pU/s72-c/ATT00141.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-259684481719154379</id><published>2008-01-21T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:11:31.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KK Trip</title><content type='html'>Came back from KK on Sunday night. Although I have been to KK for at least 4 times, everytime trip is memorable trip. I made new friends, tried local food, shopped in new shopping malls and of course met the objective of the trip. Ha,... Work hard, play hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I like about KK is that it has all the franchise outlets like Star bucks, coffee Beans, Secret Recipe, Delifrance, Won Kok Char Chan Ten and for clothings like Island shop, Lewre, Padini Concept Shop, Roxy, Quick Silver, MNG....However, I still prefer KL. Its a real shopping paradise for all sorts of things ranging from food to clothings to home decorations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who would like to visit KK should try Imperial International Hotel. Its location is strategic as its near to Centre point and Warisan Square, Philipino market and the harbour (in case you want to go to one of the island). The courtesy staffs warmed my heart!! They provides excellent services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5WUuXseRlI/AAAAAAAAADY/PasR9ZVgmnI/s1600-h/DSC01717(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158192472578213458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="267" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5WUuXseRlI/AAAAAAAAADY/PasR9ZVgmnI/s320/DSC01717(1).JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5WUunseRmI/AAAAAAAAADg/7BrtaxN9bj4/s1600-h/DSC01719(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158192476873180770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5WUunseRmI/AAAAAAAAADg/7BrtaxN9bj4/s320/DSC01719(1).JPG" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A corner of the room . I love the lazy chair. Its really comfortable. I sat there whenever I was free to watch TV or just enjoy the sea view. (How I wish I have more free time to relax).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet which use open space concept is another attraction. Its cozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the scenery that I was enjoying while sitting on the lazy chair. Great isnt it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158562955860827314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5blrVeS3LI/AAAAAAAAADw/e8XnVaaZ4zQ/s200/DSC01733(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158562968745729218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5blsFeS3MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/P6a30O_OV0A/s200/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158562977335663826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5blsleS3NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bxoilUGSdwk/s200/DSC01737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158560821262081186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5bjvFeS3KI/AAAAAAAAADo/U2gZSmQ34eA/s200/DSC01728(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Will go there again probably at the end of the year, either for mountain climbing or shopping/eating out . The airfare from Miri to KK is quiye reasonable. Any one want to join??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-259684481719154379?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/259684481719154379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=259684481719154379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/259684481719154379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/259684481719154379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/kk-trip.html' title='KK Trip'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5WUuXseRlI/AAAAAAAAADY/PasR9ZVgmnI/s72-c/DSC01717(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-11943172661894238</id><published>2008-01-21T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T05:58:02.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fayrene, you're a Cocker Spaniel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/dog/index.jsp?testname=dogogt&amp;amp;resultid=-" target="_blank"&gt;What Breed of Dog Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Result: Cocker Spaniel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5SjmnseRjI/AAAAAAAAADI/k5iUEZ1CaH4/s1600-h/ladytramp2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157927357131933234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5SjmnseRjI/AAAAAAAAADI/k5iUEZ1CaH4/s320/ladytramp2.gif" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No bones about it, you're a perky, loving Cocker Spaniel. (Think Lady from Lady and the Tramp.) Playful and energetic, you're a real people person — er, dog. People can't help but fall hook, line, and sinker for your friendly, well-rounded personality and natural charm. It's a subtle thing, though — being outgoing and flirtatious, not showy, is the name of your game. Friends, co-workers, and potential dates can't help liking you. How could they not? Your winning-yet-humble ways make you popular, admired, and a joy to be around. Woof! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-11943172661894238?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/11943172661894238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=11943172661894238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/11943172661894238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/11943172661894238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/fayrene-youre-cocker-spaniel.html' title='Fayrene, you&apos;re a Cocker Spaniel!'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R5SjmnseRjI/AAAAAAAAADI/k5iUEZ1CaH4/s72-c/ladytramp2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-7103772210791211161</id><published>2008-01-16T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:36:07.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY...</title><content type='html'>Gave a motivational talk last night at Pustaka Miri. Not many students turned up but still enjoyed it. Will be flying to KK tomorrow. Just knew that I might need to go to Indonesia on March, Bali on August and Taipei on December both for roadshow and conference. My 'territory' is so much different from what I had before. Now 'go international'... haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-7103772210791211161?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7103772210791211161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=7103772210791211161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7103772210791211161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/7103772210791211161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy.html' title='BUSY...'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-6971720448137541410</id><published>2008-01-14T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T06:03:54.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tqs3seRgI/AAAAAAAAACw/QDHddsobM48/s1600-h/Miri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155331517552936450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tqs3seRgI/AAAAAAAAACw/QDHddsobM48/s320/Miri.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A place that I like very much. Its look a bit like a scene in one of the Korean movie. But cant remember which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tqtHseRhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ElSPTkUpafg/s1600-h/Fan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155331521847903762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tqtHseRhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ElSPTkUpafg/s320/Fan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A garden where I go jogging. A nice place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-6971720448137541410?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6971720448137541410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=6971720448137541410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6971720448137541410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6971720448137541410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tqs3seRgI/AAAAAAAAACw/QDHddsobM48/s72-c/Miri.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5459638516295053338</id><published>2008-01-14T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T05:54:54.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hao Hao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend's son, Hao Hao, 2 ++ years old. Very naughty boy!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tocHseRdI/AAAAAAAAACY/4afsp4PjwTY/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155329030766872018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tocHseRdI/AAAAAAAAACY/4afsp4PjwTY/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hao Hao's Ah Pe look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tocnseReI/AAAAAAAAACg/k3spQgKVBS8/s1600-h/DSC01636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155329039356806626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tocnseReI/AAAAAAAAACg/k3spQgKVBS8/s320/DSC01636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hao Hao likes to take photos. See... he will definitely shows his best smile at you when you hold a camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4toc3seRfI/AAAAAAAAACo/0q_TC52Ku5o/s1600-h/DSC01637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155329043651773938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4toc3seRfI/AAAAAAAAACo/0q_TC52Ku5o/s320/DSC01637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hao Hao and his cuk cuk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5459638516295053338?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5459638516295053338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5459638516295053338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5459638516295053338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5459638516295053338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/hao-hao.html' title='Hao Hao'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tocHseRdI/AAAAAAAAACY/4afsp4PjwTY/s72-c/DSC01610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-5016489077367547929</id><published>2008-01-10T19:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:57:55.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KK Again?!</title><content type='html'>I will be going to KK with my colleagues from Marketing department next Friday for a roadshow. I am reluctant to go due to cetian reasons. I am new and I dont really know how the 'products &amp;amp; services' of my organization. I will be following a bunch of colleagues who I dont really know and some dont even see them before. However, that's part of my job. I have to do it. Have to think positive..... I can go shopping in KK for Chinese New Year. I can buy some unique decorations for my new house. I feel a bit relax now. That's woman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-5016489077367547929?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5016489077367547929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=5016489077367547929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5016489077367547929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/5016489077367547929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/again.html' title='KK Again?!'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-4813318807077472118</id><published>2008-01-08T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:06:51.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4RWEnseRcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NfC57LZJ_io/s1600-h/DSC00896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153338510993671618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4RWEnseRcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NfC57LZJ_io/s320/DSC00896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read one of my friend's blog about colleagueship and friendship. Colleagues can be good friends. Evidence is supplied above. We are a bunch of ex-colleagues cum friends. Although we didnt see each other frequently, we keep in touch through blog or sms. For me, there is no specific requirement on friends, as long as we can get along well. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-4813318807077472118?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4813318807077472118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=4813318807077472118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4813318807077472118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/4813318807077472118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/read-one-of-my-friends-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4RWEnseRcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NfC57LZJ_io/s72-c/DSC00896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-2258006574535300645</id><published>2008-01-08T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:41:56.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Grace is Sufficient</title><content type='html'>I have been in Miri for half a year. When I looked back, my heart is filled with gratitude. I look up and give thanks to my Father in heaven. Before I was here, I didn’t know what was awaiting ahead. I grabbed God’s promises as I believed that He opened a door for me and I entered with faith. Although there are unhappiness and bitterness throughout this half a year, His grace is sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I vividly see what God has done. He prepared a job for me which I am quite happy with. Working in an international organization is an eye opener. I learn to adapt myself to the different culture and value from different races throughout the world. Not to mention, the new job provides me a key to the gate of knowledge. I have a better chance to upgrade myself in both teaching and research. Its challenging! Thank God for the new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiancé has found a job right after he finished his project. He is working with an international company. He likes the job as well as its challenging too. Thank God for His arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my fiancé and I was discussing about where to attend a pre-marital counseling course, God sent Pastor Law. He volunteered to be our counselor although we don’t know him before. One of my best friends told me that I am so blessed to have such a good counselor. I look up and whisper to God, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s blessings are countless. Therefore:不远看将来，不挂虑前面的每一步，不自己选择自己的路程，不把理想的重担背在背上，只是安静的一步一步紧跟随主&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-2258006574535300645?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2258006574535300645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=2258006574535300645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2258006574535300645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2258006574535300645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/gods-grace-is-sufficient.html' title='God&apos;s Grace is Sufficient'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-6091671672298388186</id><published>2008-01-06T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T06:06:18.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Encounter with Vios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tsSHseRiI/AAAAAAAAADA/h-IfwulDbCo/s1600-h/vios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155333257014691362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tsSHseRiI/AAAAAAAAADA/h-IfwulDbCo/s320/vios.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, I was driving my new car alone. Its an auto car and its raining heavily!! Since I had been driving manual car all this while, I was trembling when driving the new auto car. Maybe I am too use to be a passenger not a driver. Along the journey back which took about 20 minutes, I still put my hand on the gear, trying to change gear. I still used both of my legs, one of brake, the other on accelerator pedal (I used to put my foot on clutch). I kept praying that both my car and I will reach home save and sound. huu....God answered my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I will be doing well after some times. I have to master my fear of driving an auto car. JIA YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5159859988391623114-6091671672298388186?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6091671672298388186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=6091671672298388186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6091671672298388186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/6091671672298388186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/encounter-with-vios.html' title='An Encounter with Vios'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4tsSHseRiI/AAAAAAAAADA/h-IfwulDbCo/s72-c/vios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159859988391623114.post-2665188802548545454</id><published>2008-01-06T21:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:28:16.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱一个人</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;不记得在那里看到这一遍文章，深感同受。&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4G2RXseRbI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZZIENDvlQGQ/s1600-h/cartoon17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152599858223138226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4G2RXseRbI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZZIENDvlQGQ/s320/cartoon17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱一个人, 要了解也要开解, 要认错也要改错, 要道歉也要道谢, 要体贴也要体谅.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱一个人, 要接受而不是忍受, 是宽容而不是纵容, 是支持而不是支配, 是慰问而不是疑问, 是倾诉而不是控诉, 是难忘而不是遗忘. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱一个人,是彼此交流而不是彼此交待,是为对方默默祈求而不是向对方诸多要求.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱一个人, 可以浪漫但不要浪费.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱一个人, 不要随便牵手, 更不要随便放手.&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/5159859988391623114-2665188802548545454?l=fayrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2665188802548545454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5159859988391623114&amp;postID=2665188802548545454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2665188802548545454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5159859988391623114/posts/default/2665188802548545454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fayrene.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_06.html' title='爱一个人'/><author><name>HuShPuppies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V0VIrSr3Jqg/R4G2RXseRbI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZZIENDvlQGQ/s72-c/cartoon17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
