<?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-6657572247591795058</id><updated>2011-10-05T17:00:24.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everythin' Exposed</title><subtitle type='html'>My life &amp;amp; thoughts uncovered.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5575516303880775634</id><published>2009-10-05T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:12:04.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It never ends</title><content type='html'>Why, hello there. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that I haven't updated my blog since freakin' June. That's what.. 4 months now? Shit. I really gotta stop doing this. I always have the habit of being lazy and not update, and then for some reason I'd just suddenly start again. But seriously, knowing myself, I reckon this habit is just gonna keep repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways I'm updating now cause I have this assignment that requires us to create a digital portfolio and we can use Blogger to do so. Obviously it reminded me of this blog and so I thought, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been in Melbourne &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which is like my dream come true. Yes, it sounds corny or cliche but it has always been my dream to further my studies here ever since my visit when I was 12. No kidding)&lt;/span&gt; for like 4 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome here. I'm loving the weather.. though it's crazy ass! Loving the company.. most of my friends here are from KL and Singapore, except those at church cause they're all ABCs &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Aussie Born Chinese, for you noobs who don't know what that means)&lt;/span&gt;. Loving the shopping and the fashion. Loving the fact that I get to see more of my Aussie cousins, Nicole and Alice. And well, actually I practically love everything about this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm doing my Bachelor of Communication (Advertising) in RMIT. Uni is fun.. tough but fun. Everyone's friendly and all. The Aussies are pretty intimidating though cause they're work seems a whole lot better than what I come up with. Makes me feel inferior. But well, so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have a couple more weeks left for uni. Can't believe time passed so quickly. Tons of assignments to do and complete this week and my habit of procrastinating ain't helping at all. Sigh. Really gotta be serious and finish everything this week. Gotta stop watching tv too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here for now. Will try to blog more often. Hm.. my blog need a face lift too. I getting bored of the colors and especially the header. Let's see what I can dig up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5575516303880775634?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5575516303880775634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5575516303880775634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5575516303880775634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5575516303880775634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-never-ends.html' title='It never ends'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1170223197389238131</id><published>2009-06-24T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:37:42.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge is not so sweet</title><content type='html'>WHATHEFREAK?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bloody love Transformers man! Yeah, as you can guess, I'd just watched Transformers 2. Watched it Adrian and JonT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was damn last minute actually. I'd just had lunch with my mum and a family friend at Sakae Sushi @ the Curve. Oh btw Aunty Doreen's her name and she was so nice. She said lunch was on her since I'm leaving to Oz soon. And I had tons but she kept asking me to eat more! She's nice like that. Thanks heaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoots, I was on the way home from lunch when Adrian called. Mind you, I was already near the toll to Kepong and it was 2-ish. So he said he had an extra booked ticket for Transformers 2 at 3.30pm and if I'd want to come along. Like DUH! I drove home to change &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(I was in shorts and didn't wanna freeze my ass off)&lt;/span&gt; and left for MV straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the movie was BLODDY HOT!!! Yes, it was a tad draggy during the war scenes but overall it's no doubt pretty awesome. And the humor was just as good. I just don't get why everyone says they're disappointed. Stuff you and your disappointment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's my advice: To not be disappointed with any sequel of whatever movie, just don't get your hopes and expectations too high. If you don't expect too much then you won't be as disappointed. DUH! Easy as pie &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Megan Fox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Slgjgr7WYGI/AAAAAAAABrA/PglFcx6i4Tc/s1600-h/transformers2bw0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357070801211646050" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Slgjgr7WYGI/AAAAAAAABrA/PglFcx6i4Tc/s320/transformers2bw0.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 246px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of the Autobots, the soldiers of NEST, and an old adversary-turned-ally, Sam and Mikaela must uncover the secret history of the Transformers presence on earth, and the sacrifices that have to be made to save it from an ancient threat sworn on returning here for revenge... an ancient Decepticon named The Fallen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1170223197389238131?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1170223197389238131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1170223197389238131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1170223197389238131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1170223197389238131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/revenge-is-not-so-sweet.html' title='Revenge is not so sweet'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Slgjgr7WYGI/AAAAAAAABrA/PglFcx6i4Tc/s72-c/transformers2bw0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-4796131068577205662</id><published>2009-06-23T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:37:24.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life's a climb, but the view's great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Brody, HMTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hannah Montana The Movie&lt;/span&gt; just now. Yes, I watched it. Wanna judge? Stuff you! Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I personally think that quote is so true. Life is no doubt full of trials, errors and tribulations but most of the time, the rewards are awesome to receive and/ or accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was unexpectedly good. And the ending, especially when she sang 'The Climb', was so tear-inducing la. Fcuk! I cried like someone died. Haha. Anyhoots, I love that song la. If you've watched the movie then you'll really know the meaning behind the the lyrics. Awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I almost lost my phone too. I watched this at Jusco Metro Prima and today the patrons were particularly few. So in the cinema hall that I was, there were only 3 people, including me. So yeah, I decided to get comfy and put my legs on the seat in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out only did I realize that my phone wasn't in my pocket. I knew I must have either dropped or left it on the seat &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(after replying my friend's message)&lt;/span&gt; in there. So I rushed back in and asked the guy to let me in again to look. That fool slowly took his time and called more fools to go look instead. Eventually, I found out that my phone has already been found and was kept in the office behind the ticket counter. Bloody bastards had to freakin' waste my time! Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my phone back. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Hannah Montana The Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Skikq1mKtEI/AAAAAAAABq4/OLMxdUGsVKQ/s1600-h/33652d14fef90336_hannah-montana-movie-thumb-440x652.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352709212978459714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Skikq1mKtEI/AAAAAAAABq4/OLMxdUGsVKQ/s320/33652d14fef90336_hannah-montana-movie-thumb-440x652.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 231px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Hannah Montana's popularity begins to take over her life, Miley Stewart, on the urging from her father, takes a trip to her hometown of Crowley Corners, Tennessee to get some perspective on what matters in life the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-4796131068577205662?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/4796131068577205662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=4796131068577205662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4796131068577205662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4796131068577205662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/undecided.html' title='Undecided'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Skikq1mKtEI/AAAAAAAABq4/OLMxdUGsVKQ/s72-c/33652d14fef90336_hannah-montana-movie-thumb-440x652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5030919956509557624</id><published>2009-06-21T17:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:51:43.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To all the dad's out there, especially mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sj3_9K302KI/AAAAAAAABqo/4emykAmDF1A/s1600-h/fathersday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sj3_9K302KI/AAAAAAAABqo/4emykAmDF1A/s320/fathersday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349713358741624994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this comic via Google and unfortunate as it is, it's pretty true. The stuff Marv and I get for our dad ain't always as nice as what our mum gets. It's the same for birthdays. Sometimes we forget and he gets nothing. Though I know he won't read this, but on behalf of the both us, we're sorry if it hurt you in any way. And no matter how much we think or say that we hate you, deep down, we still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-5030919956509557624?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5030919956509557624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5030919956509557624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5030919956509557624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5030919956509557624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/gender-gap.html' title='Gender gap'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sj3_9K302KI/AAAAAAAABqo/4emykAmDF1A/s72-c/fathersday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3291366211772197481</id><published>2009-06-20T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:56:10.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overweight issues</title><content type='html'>I started packing my stuff for Oz today. And man, it's bloody boring! So here I am taking a breather and.. blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I've only started packing today. I've been so lazy about it. And thing is, it's not the only thing I have to do. I still have a few other important stuff &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(none of them related to my flying to Oz)&lt;/span&gt; to settle before I leave. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been folding clothes all day. And it's this constant, routine-like movements of taking the clothes off the hangers, folding them and then putting them into the luggage is what makes packing so boring. Okay, I've gotta stop complaining :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of topic. My dad has just flown down to Oz this afternoon. He's tagging along with one of my uncles.. the rich architect, Uncle Ambrose to be exact. Most of my dad's expenses for the trip are paid for by him. Yes, including the plane tickets. He's my dad's brother-in-law and their like BFFs. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, my cousin &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Uncle Ambrose's son)&lt;/span&gt; and his girlfriend are also flying down later today. Yes, separate flight. Weird right? I know. And btw, they're Aaron and Samantha. Sammie's studying in RMIT, like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's why my uncle flew down. He needs to be there to find and buy an apartment for them. And, like I said, my dad's just tagging along. So cause he's going before me, he helped me bring down some stuff too. But it ain't much. I've still got lots to bring down on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back to work. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3291366211772197481?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3291366211772197481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3291366211772197481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3291366211772197481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3291366211772197481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/overweight-issues.html' title='Overweight issues'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-4646905200251547305</id><published>2009-06-17T19:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:56:55.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The deets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PASSENGER &lt;/span&gt;Fong/HsinWeiMR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLIGHT INFO&lt;/span&gt; Malaysian Airlines - MH 149&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FROM&lt;/span&gt; KLIA, Kuala Lumpur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; Tullamarine, Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEPARTURE&lt;/span&gt; 2130, 28 June, Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARRIVAL&lt;/span&gt; 0705, 29 June, Mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DURATION&lt;/span&gt; 7:35 non stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-4646905200251547305?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/4646905200251547305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=4646905200251547305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4646905200251547305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4646905200251547305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/deets.html' title='The deets'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-4675574498917854864</id><published>2009-06-16T00:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:50:42.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe as home</title><content type='html'>I am HOME!!!! Back from Europe and home sweet home. We didn't get dinner on the plane so my dad took us to Kana. Good old mamak food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uhm.. I wished we could've stayed longer in London la. I really, really love that city. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping there is bloody awesome! Heck it's the freakin' birthplace of Topman la. Their Topman outlets are damn 7 huge and so are their choices. I was like a kid in a candy store. No shit. Good thing I got my share of retail therapy cause my mum offered to pay some. Lurves! &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; But I still want more time in there la. So darn much to see, yet so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, everything is dirt cheap for them Brits! One branded top can cost less than 20 pounds.. and I stress on the 'branded'! They have this budget brand called Primark. A tee there can cost as little as 3 or 4 freakin' pounds! Their plimsolls and sneaks are only 2.45 pounds. That's what? About RM14 for a pair of shoes? Like wtf right?? Sadly I didn't get anything from Primark. I'd missed every chance I got. Crud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, food is also damn cheap too. A pack of candy from Marks &amp;amp; Spencer costs less than a pound and a McD or Subway set meal is about 3 pounds plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is also cheap in Munich. The pastries were super yummy! I liked Munich too. Also wished we could've stayed there longer. I especially liked that it was cold there and everywhere was so clean. Awesome place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris was.. hmm.. so so. Not as amazing as I'd originally expected, quite disappointing actually. The metro, especially, is bloody confusing! The people you ask sometimes don't even know themselves. But it's not true that they say all Parisians aren't nice. Most of the people my family and I have met are pretty darn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's Marv's place. Feldberg, Germany. It nice and.. green. Really-vibrantly green, green. And I mean the plants, trees and all that. We had a nice view from our window. The hotel, Familotel Feldberger Hof is really family oriented. You can literally find kids running everwhere. Every night halfway through dinner, there's this sing-along circle in the lobby which is really cute cause all the kids are so into it. Oh and they allow dogs in too. Dunno about other pets, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I can tell you this.. Marv is living a damn good and pretty relaxed life there. He only needs to work during breakfast and dinner when we were there. In between he had plenty of time to relax and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough rambling. Gotta get back to satisfying my 2 weeks of internet and Facebook deprivation. LMFAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-4675574498917854864?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/4675574498917854864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=4675574498917854864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4675574498917854864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4675574498917854864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/safe-as-home.html' title='Safe as home'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-9014957565607360626</id><published>2009-06-01T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:26:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro trip</title><content type='html'>I still can't believe that my family and I are flying to Europe tonight. Well actually the flight's at 2am on Tuesday, so we'll be at the airport tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the flight's at 2am. We'll stop in Dubai at 4am &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Dubai time)&lt;/span&gt; to transit. The following flight, which will take us to Munich, Germany is at 8.35am &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(again Dubai time)&lt;/span&gt;. It's gonna be a long, LONG night.. and flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta go now. Still got lots of things to take care of: gotta type out the itinerary for Paris and finalize the one for London, and buy the stuff that Marv needs us to bring over. Damn 7 stressful la! Sigh. But what to do, I'd procrastinated. So I'll just have to accept the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya in 2 weeks! Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-9014957565607360626?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/9014957565607360626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=9014957565607360626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/9014957565607360626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/9014957565607360626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/06/euro-trip.html' title='Euro trip'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7620958646354780115</id><published>2009-05-28T14:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:19:56.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all good</title><content type='html'>My study agent just called. Btw her name's Leong Ji Li, from Studylink Sdn Bhd. She damn efficient and has helped me with my Oz stuff heaps! I can't thank her enough. So anyhoots, if you're planning to go study at Oz, go find Ji Li. She'll be glad to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So guess what the call was about?? My student visa was just granted! Woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing.. some girl from Topman also called earlier this morning. She said that my black hoody has arrived! Double woots! Hmm.. I thought someone said one week? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when things turn out right. LMFAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;EDIT (4.o6 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote my cousin's status on FB &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(she's Aussie btw)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Alice Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; i love those phone calls that come JUST at the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a coincidence, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7620958646354780115?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7620958646354780115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7620958646354780115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7620958646354780115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7620958646354780115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-all-good.html' title='It&apos;s all good'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-944419126715903517</id><published>2009-05-28T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:49:00.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow the yellow brick road</title><content type='html'>I have exactly one month before I fly down to Oz. Yeah, you &lt;s&gt;heard me&lt;/s&gt; read right.. ONE MORE MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is stoked as hell! Trust me. I've been waiting for this moment of leaving the country for a bloody long time. Then the other part is obviously sad to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt; leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-944419126715903517?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/944419126715903517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=944419126715903517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/944419126715903517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/944419126715903517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/follow-yellow-brick-road.html' title='Follow the yellow brick road'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3890512486137562371</id><published>2009-05-27T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:22:05.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roos from the hood</title><content type='html'>Just got back from my medical check-up. Apparently I'm normal, which is good. So now i just have to wait for my visa to be granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to OU after the check-up. I need more hoodies for the coming Europe trip and especially for Oz. Topman has some cheap, basic kangaroo ones in plain colors which I really like. Wanted the black hoody but their all out of stock. The only, and I repeat, ONLY outlet that still has it in stock is at Queensbay Mall in Penang! WTF?? I didn't know it was old stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoots, I asked them to send it over and apparently it'll take a week the least. Sigh. I hate it when things go wrong. But I told them to send it over anyways and that I'll come back to the store for it after Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uhm.. I ended up buying the one in grey &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3890512486137562371?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3890512486137562371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3890512486137562371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3890512486137562371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3890512486137562371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/roos-from-hood.html' title='Roos from the hood'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1503451667523262110</id><published>2009-05-26T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:57:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometime foods</title><content type='html'>Nicky, Lou, Iman and I baked cookies yesterday. It was tiresome &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(we had to drop each spoon of batter on onto the mat one-by-one, and there was a giant mixing bowl of it!)&lt;/span&gt; but was still fun heaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made two types of cookies. Actually, Iman and I made the batter for the peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies. Nicky and Lou made the Famous Amos ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from the peanut butter batter (Ooh, tongue twister!), I made a 'D' shaped cookie. And it turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1e_7RNYqI/AAAAAAAABqQ/KJ8jpQ3CTlk/s1600-h/DSC01074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1e_7RNYqI/AAAAAAAABqQ/KJ8jpQ3CTlk/s320/DSC01074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340529185465918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D-licious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take another picture of me biting the 'D' against a white background. Only place was the dining room. Sad thing was after the first try, I was wiping sweat from my cheek when the cookie broke. I forgot I was just holding the tip. It fell, hit a nearby chair and "exploded" all over the floor! Poor cookie :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1f2xTS6pI/AAAAAAAABqg/cS7BM5uVc6U/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1f2xTS6pI/AAAAAAAABqg/cS7BM5uVc6U/s320/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340530127683119762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The picture I took before the "explosion".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1fAIba8TI/AAAAAAAABqY/JbL0UdWYP-8/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1fAIba8TI/AAAAAAAABqY/JbL0UdWYP-8/s320/DSC01077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340529188998410546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cookie's "remains".&lt;br /&gt;The bits I managed to save are on the red cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after dinner, we played Pictionary! I love that game! It was fun heaps too but Lou and I kept getting the difficult words. We lost. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1503451667523262110?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1503451667523262110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1503451667523262110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1503451667523262110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1503451667523262110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometime-foods.html' title='Sometime foods'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/Sh1e_7RNYqI/AAAAAAAABqQ/KJ8jpQ3CTlk/s72-c/DSC01074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7353423874721771371</id><published>2009-05-24T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:24:09.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama king</title><content type='html'>What a wacko night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Alex's party at Iman's place and man, the drama was insane I tell you! But sorry. Not bothering to go into the crazy details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, aside from the drama, it was all still pretty fun. So another party like this one minus all the hooha would be awesome! Anyone willing to organize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7353423874721771371?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7353423874721771371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7353423874721771371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7353423874721771371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7353423874721771371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/drama-king.html' title='Drama king'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3955899817381627391</id><published>2009-05-18T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:22:19.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokkienland</title><content type='html'>Penang was AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well pretty much la, aside from the moments of drama here and there. But whatevs, I had fun heaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach, especially, was the best! We stayed at this dodgy but still comfy traveler's lodge that's right opposite Batu Ferringhi beach. So we could go to the beach whenever we wanted, 24/7. Our first night itself, we sat at the beach bar drinking and chatting till almost 3am! So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the food was great too, of course. I ♥ Penang hawker food la seriously. Cheap and so damn good. What else can a foodie ask for? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, I drank my fill of ambra asam juice there. Haiya ambra, ampula or kedongdong, whatever you wanna call it la. But man, I love that drink. Wonder why they don't have it in abundance here in KL like they do in Penang. Such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, can't wait to do another trip with friends again. They really are very fun. Man, I'm excited already. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3955899817381627391?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3955899817381627391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3955899817381627391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3955899817381627391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3955899817381627391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/hokkienland.html' title='Hokkienland'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5318709746313463622</id><published>2009-05-14T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:23:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading north</title><content type='html'>Daymn! Alex just called me and wtf the Penang trip starts tonight! Well technically la cause we'll be hanging out till 4am, which is when we'd planned to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I forgot all about it. I was so stoked to go. How could I have forgotten?? Shit. And I haven't packed nothing! ZOMG! This is the first time ever I'm packing last minute. I bet I'll forget something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gonna go pack. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5318709746313463622?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5318709746313463622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5318709746313463622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5318709746313463622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5318709746313463622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/north-bound.html' title='Heading north'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2274180158134356228</id><published>2009-05-11T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:38:52.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 in the morning</title><content type='html'>The Penang trip is finally confirmed. Yipadee-doo-dah-yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be five of us: me, Lou, Nicky, Alex and Iman &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(She's a new friend. And she's from Maldives. Sweet!)&lt;/span&gt; We're going this Friday and will be back Sunday. Now for the shocker.. we're leaving at 4am. Yes, 4 in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagi&lt;/span&gt;! No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my friends are crazy, I know. But that's why I love them. Cue: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aawww!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stoked! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2274180158134356228?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2274180158134356228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2274180158134356228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2274180158134356228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2274180158134356228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-in-morning.html' title='4 in the morning'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3764048859868791164</id><published>2009-05-10T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:34:04.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentheraphobia</title><content type='html'>That's the fear of mother-in-laws. I was curious whether such a fear exists. So I googled it and apparently it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monster-in-Law&lt;/span&gt; with my mum this afternoon. It was one of those special Mother's Day movies. Plus I had always wanted to watch it but never got to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the cat-fights and its results were bloody hilarious, especially the swollen lips. Cause uhm.. well I can relate to that. Used to wake up on some days with swollen lips when I was younger. Dunno why it happens, though.. it just does but very irregularly. Maybe it's some allergic reaction too, but yeah, was some random shit. But obviously mine wasn't as swollen as that la. DUH! Okay, I think I should shut up about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, my favorite was Ruby, the assistant. She actually has the balls to talk back and bang some sense into that uncontrollable biatch of a mother-in-law! Wanda Sykes plays Ruby and she's one of my favorite actresses and comedians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I found a second &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monster-in-Law&lt;/span&gt; poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgsCd4J_RgI/AAAAAAAABqI/VKZF_XVmQ_8/s1600-h/monster_in_law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgsCd4J_RgI/AAAAAAAABqI/VKZF_XVmQ_8/s320/monster_in_law.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335360895864227330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one better la. The tagline's obviously funnier and I think it's somewhat more easily understandable. Okay whatever. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monster-in-Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgsCdh7fbdI/AAAAAAAABqA/uws0GL1FKVE/s1600-h/monster-in-law-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgsCdh7fbdI/AAAAAAAABqA/uws0GL1FKVE/s320/monster-in-law-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335360889897840082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of looking for Mr. Right, Charlotte 'Charlie' Cantilini finally finds the ultimate man of her dreams, Kevin Fields--only to discover that his mother, Viola, is the woman of her nightmares. A recently fired news anchor who is afraid she will lose her son the way she has just lost her career, Viola determines to scare off her son's new fiance by becoming the world's worst mother-in-law. While Viola's long-time assistant Ruby does her best to help Viola execute her crazy schemes, Charlie decides to fight back, and the gloves come off as the two women battle it out to see just who is the alpha-female.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3764048859868791164?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3764048859868791164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3764048859868791164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3764048859868791164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3764048859868791164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/pentheraphobia.html' title='Pentheraphobia'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgsCd4J_RgI/AAAAAAAABqI/VKZF_XVmQ_8/s72-c/monster_in_law.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8564436801096300124</id><published>2009-05-10T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:44:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgqiaGW2GLI/AAAAAAAABp4/1mG5168iYfs/s1600-h/Payne_5_11_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgqiaGW2GLI/AAAAAAAABp4/1mG5168iYfs/s320/Payne_5_11_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335255277840505010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my mummy and all the others out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Mother's Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if sometimes we don't show it, we do actually love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-8564436801096300124?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8564436801096300124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8564436801096300124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8564436801096300124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8564436801096300124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-ladies.html' title='Special ladies'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgqiaGW2GLI/AAAAAAAABp4/1mG5168iYfs/s72-c/Payne_5_11_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5433886522238831004</id><published>2009-05-09T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:27:16.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit happens, sometimes it sucks</title><content type='html'>Just got back from my church's Family Day. We had it at the Taman Bukit Maluri open field. Was tonnes of fun! And to think I told them I wanted to help out with the telematch instead of playing. They didn't let me of course. No regrets there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I really thank God that the Penang trip was postponed or I wouldn't have been able to go. Some things do happen for a reason and it's nice when the reason's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in the Turtle group. They made me leader, which I wasn't surprised of considering I was the oldest guy there. My group had 2 guys, 2 girls, one grandma, and 2 little boys. Pretty odd group, I know. But hey, we won consolation. It's not first prize, but not too bad for the odd group huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I didn't like? The weather was hot balls at one point. Man, I hate the heat! It makes me sweaty and sticky like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the last race had one of each of the team members' ankles tied up. We had to run half the field and the top three teams get extra 10 points each. Cause I was the leader, I was first in line and had one of the dead knots tied to my ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when shit happened. During the race, that knot got tighter cause some dumbo beside me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who wasn't even supposed to be racing in the first place)&lt;/span&gt; kept on stepping on the string when we ran. And that fcuking hurt like dog! It was so tight at one point, paranoia made me think the string had started cutting into my skin. Note to self.. never again take part in a multi-legged race, nor a 3-legged race for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5433886522238831004?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5433886522238831004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5433886522238831004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5433886522238831004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5433886522238831004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-happens-sometimes-it-sucks.html' title='Shit happens, sometimes it sucks'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2262284302473988578</id><published>2009-05-08T01:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:19:56.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parsletongue</title><content type='html'>Guess what I've found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;! Woot! I'm such a Potter freak, I tell you. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" width="400" height="327"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=9048692&amp;amp;rd=eyc-off&amp;amp;ympsc=&amp;amp;postpanelEnable=1&amp;amp;prepanelEnable=1&amp;amp;infopanelEnable=1&amp;amp;carouselEnable=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed id="uvp_fop" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=9048692&amp;amp;rd=eyc-off&amp;amp;ympsc=&amp;amp;prepanelEnable=1&amp;amp;infopanelEnable=1" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="327"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trailer's simpler la. I guess you can say it's more straight to the point. But however it is, it's still another awesome trailer that is causing me to get more and more stoked on watching the bloody movie! So yeah man. Can't wait! Can't wait! CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Freak &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2262284302473988578?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2262284302473988578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2262284302473988578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2262284302473988578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2262284302473988578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/parsletongue.html' title='Parsletongue'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5826787508596333530</id><published>2009-05-06T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:55:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calendar girls</title><content type='html'>I'd just watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Life of Bees&lt;/span&gt;.. one of the few movies I'd recently downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing about this movie is that it stars 2 of my favorite actresses: Dakota Fanning and Queen Latifah. I think they are awesome actors! I've enjoyed every movie they'd ever acted in. They're brilliant, I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm also a big fan of Jennifer Hudson since her Idol days and then when she was in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreamgirls&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah, that's another plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story line's pretty good too. And it's one of those movies that exposes the true cruelty of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orang putih&lt;/span&gt;s towards the black community back then. Damn, they were cruel! Bloody racists bastards! I admit that I do get racist sometimes, but you don't see me walking around with a bat in my hand or just randomly finding fault and beating people up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, suck up and live with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Secret Life Of Bees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgGxz3IKHoI/AAAAAAAABpw/icZmJNb35Oc/s1600-h/the_secret_life_of_bees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgGxz3IKHoI/AAAAAAAABpw/icZmJNb35Oc/s320/the_secret_life_of_bees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332738938312990338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in South Carolina in 1964, the tale of Lily Owens, a 14-year-old girl who is haunted by the memory of her late mother. To escape her lonely life and troubled relationship with her father, Lily flees with Rosaleen, her caregiver and only friend, to a South Carolina town that holds the secret to her mother's past. Taken in by the intelligent and independent Boatwright sisters, Lily finds solace in their mesmerizing world of beekeeping, honey and the Black Madonna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5826787508596333530?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5826787508596333530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5826787508596333530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5826787508596333530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5826787508596333530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/calendar-girls.html' title='Calendar girls'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgGxz3IKHoI/AAAAAAAABpw/icZmJNb35Oc/s72-c/the_secret_life_of_bees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8931054771844265004</id><published>2009-05-05T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:37:23.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time bomb tits</title><content type='html'>A few of my movies had finished downloading last night, just as I had hoped. Woot! At least I won't be bored for the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just watched one of them, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Driving Lessons&lt;/span&gt;. It's such a quirky movie. And I just enjoy movies set in the UK cause then the characters would talk with that British or Scottish accent. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite was Evie. She's is so vulgar, and sneaky, and well.. quirky. Loved her. Kudos to Julie Walters! But that slouch! My gawd! She could pull off acting as the Hunchback of Notre Dame with that. I really don't understand how people could stand slouching like that. Just makes me wanna smack it straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you must be wondering why the title? Right? You see there's this scene where Evie and Ben (Rupert Grint) had a small tiff. To cut the explanation short, Evie then said she had an untreatable condition, so Ben begs that she explains. And she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;"To spare you the details, my tits have turned into time bombs. Doctors gave up treating me last year and my surgeon says it's the worst case he's ever seen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I am freakin' starving and my mum's bought us all Mee Jawa for dinner. Yay! Gonna go eat. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Driving Lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgBiSss-cmI/AAAAAAAABpo/T4fEOz1ECBw/s1600-h/driving_lessons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgBiSss-cmI/AAAAAAAABpo/T4fEOz1ECBw/s320/driving_lessons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332370032183636578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen years of living in an absurdly conservative and traditional household with his highly-strung and overbearing mother and quiet, mild mannered vicar father have taken its toll on young Ben. However, Ben's world is turned upside down when he's employed by an eccentric retired actress Evie. Vulgar, dignified and childish all at once, she certainly is not the kind of person Ben expected when job-hunting. Evie enters Ben's life with a cataclysmic force, whisking him away on a series of adventures from camping, to performing Shakespeare in the garden, to attending the Edinburgh festival--where he finally meets a girl much nearer his own age. Evie's unconventional and often downright bizarre behavior challenges Ben's beliefs, and forces him to confront the very idea of who he wants to be.&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/6657572247591795058-8931054771844265004?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8931054771844265004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8931054771844265004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8931054771844265004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8931054771844265004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-bomb-tits.html' title='Time bomb tits'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgBiSss-cmI/AAAAAAAABpo/T4fEOz1ECBw/s72-c/driving_lessons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-869447616757495642</id><published>2009-05-04T15:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:40:33.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noons on snooze</title><content type='html'>GAAARRGH!!! My life is officially boring! For most of the past month, I've been bumming at home from noon till night. All day I'm either on the telly or on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I get for only having to work less than 4 hours every morning. Okay, time for a little boasting, just bare with me. Hehe. I look after 3 year olds at my mum's kindy from 8am till 11.45pm and I'm paid RM500 a month. If that ain't easy money, I dunno what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways I do have tons of fun with the kids then, but after lunch, it's a 100% pure boredom! At least the telly's bearable (that is if there are decent programs on), but after surfing websites and Facebook-ing for several hours there really is nothing more to do. Plus I do that every day. So yeah, of course it gets boring. And I really never expected the internet to ever get boring, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just counting on my movie downloads to save me. But they're taking forever! A couple of them are almost done, though. If they're done by tonight then I can watch them tomorrow. Yes! Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-869447616757495642?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/869447616757495642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=869447616757495642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/869447616757495642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/869447616757495642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/noons-on-snooze.html' title='Noons on snooze'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3224598850509635271</id><published>2009-05-02T23:56:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:40:12.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weapon X</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Cineleisure. Was there with Adrian, Christy, Amber and Steph to watch the long awaited &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt; movie. I was stoked all week! Was literally counting down the days. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And man, if I say so myself, the movie was some good shit! I love action-packed movies. More so when the movie's based on one of my favorite comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure, this movie really cleared up some things I'd previously wondered or never understood. So now I know. Plus some of them were pretty shocking actually. Like the fact that Wolverine and Sabertooth are real-life brothers. I was like: Shit! So didn't expect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we also had dinner at TGIF, which was awesome! I love the food at Fridays. How I wish its prices are a tad cheaper, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;EDIT (May 5, 2009 - 11.30 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG!!! I just found out from IMDB's synopsis that, considering this is the last X-Men movie, there's actually a bonus scene after the credits! Daymn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, click &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0458525/synopsis"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you wanna check out what happened. Just scroll all the way down to the end of the synopsis, brace yourself and read the last couple of sentences. Shocked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgBEVNxfLWI/AAAAAAAABpg/rbUxXohAbjo/s1600-h/x_men_origins_wolverine_movie_poster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgBEVNxfLWI/AAAAAAAABpg/rbUxXohAbjo/s320/x_men_origins_wolverine_movie_poster3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332337090071833954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt; tells the story of Logan a.k.a. Wolverine's epically violent and romantic past, his complex relationship with Victor Creed (who will later become Sabertooth), and the ominous Weapon X program. Along the way, Wolverine encounters many mutants, both familiar and new, including surprise appearances by several legends of the X-Men universe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3224598850509635271?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3224598850509635271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3224598850509635271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3224598850509635271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3224598850509635271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-got-back-from-cineleisure.html' title='Weapon X'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SgBEVNxfLWI/AAAAAAAABpg/rbUxXohAbjo/s72-c/x_men_origins_wolverine_movie_poster3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3763727988220155804</id><published>2009-05-01T11:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:47:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun and Suds</title><content type='html'>Bloody hell! It's a fcuking holiday for crying out loud! And it's during holidays that people who can afford to, would sleep in cause they'd purposely slept late the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no! In came the brat this morning to wake me up.. on mummy's orders! And why?? Cause she wants me to wash the damn car! Plus it was around 10-ish at the time and the sun was already up and blazing. I have enough tan lines, thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is one of the reasons why I hate having my own car sometimes. Especially to have to wash it on your own, and in my case in the fcuking hot sun. It's pretty hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did the damn washing anyways. Cause if I didn't, I'll never hear the end of it from the mother.. oh wait, and the father too. Welcome to my damn life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Happy Labor Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;EDIT (11:16 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brat just came in and said we're going for high tea. Hmm.. guess that's nice enough to make me forget this morning's incidents. Gotta go get ready. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3763727988220155804?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3763727988220155804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3763727988220155804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3763727988220155804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3763727988220155804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-and-suds.html' title='Sun and Suds'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-4568545348906270879</id><published>2009-04-30T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:47:39.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When sibling rivalry turns ugly</title><content type='html'>I'd just watched The Other Boleyn Girl on DVD, and man that Anne Boleyn is such a ruthless biatch! I know this movie's based on a novel, but most of the facts and characters had actually existed a long, long time ago. So hmm.. I wonder whether the real Anne Boleyn was that bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way I think the king should be renamed. He should be called King Horny the VII! What a horny bugger he is eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhoo, the movie was pretty good. And the thing I like about this kinda movies is the way the characters speak: the sophistication and the perfectness of their English.. wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Other Boleyn Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SfpuDW9n5UI/AAAAAAAABpU/_x6JwQ-4vBQ/s1600-h/OTHER-BOLEYN-GIRL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SfpuDW9n5UI/AAAAAAAABpU/_x6JwQ-4vBQ/s320/OTHER-BOLEYN-GIRL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330694112929113410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two sisters, Anne and Mary Boleyn, are driven by their ambitious Father and Uncle to advance the family's power and status by courting the affections of the King of England. Leaving behind the simplicity of country life, the girls are thrust into the dangerous and thrilling world of court life--and what began as a bid to help their family develops into a ruthless rivalry between Anne and Mary for the love of the King. Initially, Mary wins King Henry's favor and becomes his mistress, bearing him two illegitimate children. But Anne, clever, conniving and fearless, edges aside both her sister and Henry's wife, Queen Katherine of Aragon, in her relentless pursuit of the King. Despite Mary's genuine feelings for Henry, her sister Anne has her sights set on the ultimate prize; Anne will not stop until she is Queen of England. As the Boleyn girls battle for the love of a King--one driven by ambition, the other by true affection--England is torn apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-4568545348906270879?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/4568545348906270879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=4568545348906270879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4568545348906270879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4568545348906270879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring-noons.html' title='When sibling rivalry turns ugly'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SfpuDW9n5UI/AAAAAAAABpU/_x6JwQ-4vBQ/s72-c/OTHER-BOLEYN-GIRL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7905538700317012589</id><published>2009-04-29T14:34:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:29:56.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Muggle</title><content type='html'>ZOMG! Have you guys seen the trailer for Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince?? I saw one weeks ago.. but today I've found two more! They're bloody awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. I'm so stoked to watch it la. And I don't give two hoots how ex the movie prices are in Oz, I am so gonna watch this movie when it's out. Super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look-see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2HwmBnIhlzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2HwmBnIhlzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two vids had their embedding disabled so I'll just leave you the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96QRVfto7OM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96QRVfto7OM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jlIgyWhRfRA&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jlIgyWhRfRA&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. what I tell ya? Aren't they the most awesomest shit ever?? I'm such a HP freak la, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7905538700317012589?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7905538700317012589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7905538700317012589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7905538700317012589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7905538700317012589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-muggle.html' title='I&apos;m a Muggle'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3632993330539116068</id><published>2009-04-29T13:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:31:48.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead or alive?</title><content type='html'>Daymn. I have to stop being such a lazy bum. I admit.. I do have the habit of not updating my blog for the longest time, then I'd start updating again like crazy but soon after the updating goes back to a halt. And so the cycle repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, here I am bringing my blog back from the dead once more. Poor thing has started to rot. Sad case, I know. But I'm determined not to send it back to the grave ever again. I'll make it work somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3632993330539116068?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3632993330539116068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3632993330539116068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3632993330539116068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3632993330539116068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/04/dead-or-alive.html' title='Dead or alive?'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2647703731263004470</id><published>2009-02-12T14:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:10:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dee-Sepuluh-Empat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nak angkat kawan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dee-sepuluh-empat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was officially the last time Marv and I would be saying those words in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay to those who have no idea, that's Krystal's apartment number: D-10-4. Every time Marv and I go pick her up, we'll say those exact words &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(without fail)&lt;/span&gt; and hand the guards our driving license to register before we're allowed to drive in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Ms Sexay-Pants-of-Randomness here would be flying off to Melbourne, Oz later tonight. So gonna miss that woman! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/ScnJL0S5D0I/AAAAAAAABpM/x0wyUuX06Xo/s1600-h/IMG_4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/ScnJL0S5D0I/AAAAAAAABpM/x0wyUuX06Xo/s320/IMG_4721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317002039941205826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could have sent you off. Sorry babe. I'll see ya in June aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2647703731263004470?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2647703731263004470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2647703731263004470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2647703731263004470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2647703731263004470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/02/dee-sepuluh-empat.html' title='Dee-Sepuluh-Empat'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/ScnJL0S5D0I/AAAAAAAABpM/x0wyUuX06Xo/s72-c/IMG_4721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5303056464159849563</id><published>2009-02-03T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:39:45.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double screenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I freakin' got to go for two movie press screenings today! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt; at GSC, Mid Valley. Loved the story, the characters and whatnot.. but to me the storyline was a tad draggy . The movie's based on a short story but it's 2 plus hours long la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they do that for Harry Potter or something?? It's those thick-ass-novel-based-movies that deserve to be filmed that long and detailed. I so wouldn't mind sitting in a freezing cinema and holding in my urge to pee for those kind of movies. They deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, whatever it is, I won't deny that Benjamin Button was a good movie. The concept of the story is quite genius, even if I say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this picture online:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGdnXwCI/AAAAAAAABos/n_fFlJ7vDFo/s1600-h/benbuttonbabyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301052432281223202" style="width: 237px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGdnXwCI/AAAAAAAABos/n_fFlJ7vDFo/s320/benbuttonbabyposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's cool, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next movie's thanks to Nicky Dees. Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole got the tix for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pink Panther 2&lt;/span&gt; press screening and was supposed to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ajak&lt;/span&gt; her other friend who has been dying to watch it. The girl didn't pick up her calls so she decided with me instead. Funny thing is the girl messaged Nicky during dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hey. Saw your missed calls. What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nicky thought &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"What she doesn't know won't kill her."&lt;/span&gt; And so I still was the one to go with her. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the movie, as expected, was fcuking hilarious! Steve Martin's awesome, I tell you.. awesome! I like Insp. Clouseau's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cacat&lt;/span&gt;-ed French accent but seriously there was a point in the movie where I really wanted to smack him for being such an blundering idiot! Ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I didn't expect at all that Aishwarya Rai would be in the cast. Shocker! She was pretty good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job.. and Nicky for being such a nice friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGUhGWsI/AAAAAAAABok/SEZsFWLNfIE/s1600-h/benjamin-button-1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301052429838998210" style="width: 215px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGUhGWsI/AAAAAAAABok/SEZsFWLNfIE/s320/benjamin-button-1113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/em&gt; is adapted from the 1921s story by F. Scott Fitzgerald about a man who is born in his eighties and ages backwards: a man, like any of us, who is unable to stop time. We follow his story, set in New Orleans from the end of World War I in 1918 to the 21st century, following his journey that is as unusual as any man's life can be. &lt;em&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/em&gt; is a grand tale of a not-so-ordinary man and the people and places he discovers along the way, the loves he finds, the joys of life and the sadness of death, and what lasts beyond time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Pink Panther 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGM8R8aI/AAAAAAAABoc/Grm5lCgVDZ4/s1600-h/pink-panther-2_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301052427805520290" style="width: 211px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGM8R8aI/AAAAAAAABoc/Grm5lCgVDZ4/s320/pink-panther-2_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insp. Jacques Clouseau, the legendary French Officer of the Law, who single-handedly saved the priceless Pink Panther Diamond, has been working outside the museum where the diamond is on display writing parking tickets for the last 6 months. Chief Inspector Dreyfus assigned this duty to his bumbling and inept police officer to get him out of his hair. Recently, treasures from around the world have been stolen by the Tornado, and an international dream team of detectives is being assembled to capture him, Clouseau being one of them. As soon as Clouseau joins the team, the Pink Panther Diamond is stolen by the Tornado. Now Clouseau must not only capture the Tornado, but save the diamond again.&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/6657572247591795058-5303056464159849563?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5303056464159849563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5303056464159849563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5303056464159849563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5303056464159849563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/02/double-screenings.html' title='Double screenings'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SZEfGdnXwCI/AAAAAAAABos/n_fFlJ7vDFo/s72-c/benbuttonbabyposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-355083141460988516</id><published>2009-02-02T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:50:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early birds</title><content type='html'>Guess who's gonna go for the Benjamin Button press screening tomorrow??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Valley. 10.30am. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-355083141460988516?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/355083141460988516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=355083141460988516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/355083141460988516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/355083141460988516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/02/press-screening.html' title='Early birds'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2974440736637582008</id><published>2009-01-31T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:06:16.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping a straight face</title><content type='html'>Yikes!!! Look what I found on &lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/photos/janice-dickinson-gets-some-face-time/2621?nc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYSfnrjDU5I/AAAAAAAABoU/A7-i0EUYotQ/s1600-h/2149937288_2315629065.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYSfnrjDU5I/AAAAAAAABoU/A7-i0EUYotQ/s320/2149937288_2315629065.2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297534565748003730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I edited this myself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice Dickinson doesn't shave??! That's pretty surprising. I thought all models or actresses should shave just in case? Hmm... this reminds me of Fatima from ANTM Cycle 10. Those of you who watches ANTM, remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYSfnbbkprI/AAAAAAAABoM/pSLcHLqMA_o/s1600-h/cw-antm10-fatima-container_010830-af6372-500x667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYSfnbbkprI/AAAAAAAABoM/pSLcHLqMA_o/s320/cw-antm10-fatima-container_010830-af6372-500x667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297534561421665970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugh.. as much as I want to, I will never forget, man. Grotesque! Uhm.. if you can't see it clearly, you can always click to enlarge. But I don't think you would want to though, right? I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2974440736637582008?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2974440736637582008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2974440736637582008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2974440736637582008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2974440736637582008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/keeping-straight-face.html' title='Keeping a straight face'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYSfnrjDU5I/AAAAAAAABoU/A7-i0EUYotQ/s72-c/2149937288_2315629065.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5619644996963524926</id><published>2009-01-31T20:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:56:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of blue hair and blood orange tans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bride Wars rocks! It ain't some typical chic flick.. it's a freakin' comedy la. It was hilarious! I can honestly say that I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry for just babbling. I went to OU with Marvin, Krystal and Thivya this noon. Lunch was at Bar.B.Q. Plaza cause Krys wanted to eat there before leaving to Aussie. Good thing though.. damn long didn't eat there dy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for Bride Wars, which like I said was hilariously awesome! Seriously love the bitch fights. And that cookie bouquet.. my gawd.. the size of those cookies! Fcuk! No wonder Liv couldn't fit into that Vera Wang. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I found this really lousy-and-stupid-yet-funny-and-cute game called the Bridal Beatdown from the Bride Wars &lt;a href="http://www.bridewars.com/"&gt;official movie website&lt;/a&gt;. Try it out &lt;a href="http://www.bridewars.com/bridalbeatdown/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing we did that day.. we bought ice-cream from Baskin Robbins. Woot! For those of you who don't know, BR gives a 31% discount every 31st day of the month. We got a pint of Pistachio Almond and a quart of half Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough and half Jamoca Almond Fudge. Ah.. bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually were supposed to share it while watching Russell Peters on Krys' Mac at DPC, but something came up. So tak jadi. Oh well.. guess Marvin and I'll just have it all to ourselves. Fcuk yeah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics and once again none of which I'm in from being the photographer.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlXPWM4HI/AAAAAAAABn4/Gzh-58XZ3WA/s1600-h/IMG_6156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297470511625592946" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlXPWM4HI/AAAAAAAABn4/Gzh-58XZ3WA/s320/IMG_6156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baskin Robbins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlXGgjIGI/AAAAAAAABnw/mqQwOS9HTJc/s1600-h/IMG_6157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297470509253075042" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlXGgjIGI/AAAAAAAABnw/mqQwOS9HTJc/s320/IMG_6157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlW2GFuJI/AAAAAAAABno/sjuEbGJoguY/s1600-h/IMG_6158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297470504847128722" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlW2GFuJI/AAAAAAAABno/sjuEbGJoguY/s320/IMG_6158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlWznYpgI/AAAAAAAABng/aR9hdobOpO4/s1600-h/IMG_6161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297470504181474818" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlWznYpgI/AAAAAAAABng/aR9hdobOpO4/s320/IMG_6161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even the ice-cream must buckle up :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlWYXF_GI/AAAAAAAABnY/yR-p_iTWBfY/s1600-h/IMG_6168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297470496865385570" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlWYXF_GI/AAAAAAAABnY/yR-p_iTWBfY/s320/IMG_6168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehe.. I find this so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bride Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRsgUkUNUI/AAAAAAAABoE/xQC_jBoJqh8/s1600-h/bride-wars-movie-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297478364227188034" style="width: 220px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRsgUkUNUI/AAAAAAAABoE/xQC_jBoJqh8/s320/bride-wars-movie-poster-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liv and Emma are best friends who since childhood have planned every detail of their respective weddings. At the top of their bridal "must have" list: a ceremony at New York's ultimate bridal destination, the Plaza Hotel. Now, at age 26, they're both about to get married; they're about to realize their dreams; and they're about to live happily ever after. Or maybe not. When a clerical error causes a clash in wedding dates - they're now to be married on the same date! - Liv, Emma and their lifelong friendship are put to the ultimate test. Now, the two best friends who'd do anything for each other find themselves in a no-holds-barred, take-no-prisoners struggle that threatens to erupt into all-out war.&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/6657572247591795058-5619644996963524926?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5619644996963524926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5619644996963524926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5619644996963524926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5619644996963524926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-blue-hair-and-blood-orange-spray.html' title='Of blue hair and blood orange tans'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYRlXPWM4HI/AAAAAAAABn4/Gzh-58XZ3WA/s72-c/IMG_6156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5283086442931248107</id><published>2009-01-29T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:28:23.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slave house labor</title><content type='html'>Oh man! I gotta go back to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta drag myself out of bed again.. drive all the way to the office while resisting the urge to drive the many idiotic motorists over.. find a freakin' parking spot.. and then it's back to sitting in front of the computer, typing bulletins all day. Sigh.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sien&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, Eric and Kenneth won't be in. So I can prolly play Facebook without being super sneaky and cautious. But obviously.. like DUH!.. I'll still gotta do as much as possible la. Gotta be a good intern and get good testimonies, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good testimonies = Good grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight.. I should prolly go catch some shut eye now. The rings around my eyes are black enough as it is. Don't want it getting worse. Goodnight peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5283086442931248107?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5283086442931248107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5283086442931248107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5283086442931248107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5283086442931248107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/slave-house-labor.html' title='Slave house labor'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7656972846332849653</id><published>2009-01-29T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:56:05.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYF15SxT8VI/AAAAAAAABm4/GgsXMduSLY4/s1600-h/IMG_6120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYF15SxT8VI/AAAAAAAABm4/GgsXMduSLY4/s320/IMG_6120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296644263916073298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday pops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-7656972846332849653?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7656972846332849653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7656972846332849653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7656972846332849653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7656972846332849653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/wrestlemania.html' title='Counting candles'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYF15SxT8VI/AAAAAAAABm4/GgsXMduSLY4/s72-c/IMG_6120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5550939943784544259</id><published>2009-01-28T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:34:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't no jingle bells</title><content type='html'>OMG! It's finally happening! My cousin Victor has finally announced &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(at my family's CNY open house dinner)&lt;/span&gt; that he's getting married. In front of the whole freakin' family wei! Damn 7 got balls lor. Well actually it's his mum &amp;amp; sis who made him, but still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCxdnuqlCI/AAAAAAAABmo/dV9y3spno1M/s1600-h/double_happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCxdnuqlCI/AAAAAAAABmo/dV9y3spno1M/s320/double_happiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296428284226737186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have left to say is: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh God.. please let this go well and through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this cuzzin of mine has escaped the wedding bell quite a few times. I personally think he's afraid of commitments la.. no offense to him. Anyhoo, that's the family's theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck! His younger sis is already married. Plus, he almost got engaged with his previous GF but then last year he suddenly he appeared at my granma's funeral with a new one. See what I tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So whatever la. I don't want to be the one to jinx anything. So God.. seriously, please make this engagement work! I'm praying and begging You on behalf of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the main reason of this post: I won't be able to go for the wedding cause it's planned for November. I'll most prolly still be in Aussie la. Crud! Sore dog lor.. the long-awaited wedding has finally arrived and I can't attend. Life sucks sometimes. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5550939943784544259?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5550939943784544259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5550939943784544259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5550939943784544259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5550939943784544259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/aint-no-jingle-bells.html' title='Ain&apos;t no jingle bells'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCxdnuqlCI/AAAAAAAABmo/dV9y3spno1M/s72-c/double_happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5167780855626161017</id><published>2009-01-27T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:47:25.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty first</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCiV-Im0eI/AAAAAAAABmg/qOFOI0lFEsc/s1600-h/IMG_4692.20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCiV-Im0eI/AAAAAAAABmg/qOFOI0lFEsc/s320/IMG_4692.20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296411660127752674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;aging&lt;/span&gt; beautifully :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Hope you liked how I recycled the pic.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-5167780855626161017?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5167780855626161017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5167780855626161017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5167780855626161017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5167780855626161017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/twenty-first.html' title='Twenty first'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCiV-Im0eI/AAAAAAAABmg/qOFOI0lFEsc/s72-c/IMG_4692.20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-6312009408696728229</id><published>2009-01-26T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:40:02.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Au revoir Rat-tatouille!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCH79TTwMI/AAAAAAAABmY/Wslrke6VbWg/s1600-h/400px-Ox01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCH79TTwMI/AAAAAAAABmY/Wslrke6VbWg/s320/400px-Ox01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296382625925284034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Niu&lt;/span&gt; Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the Chinks of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out&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/6657572247591795058-6312009408696728229?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/6312009408696728229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=6312009408696728229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6312009408696728229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6312009408696728229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/au-revoir-rat-tatouille.html' title='Au revoir Rat-tatouille!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYCH79TTwMI/AAAAAAAABmY/Wslrke6VbWg/s72-c/400px-Ox01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7084958327669823262</id><published>2009-01-21T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:12:23.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just a hug</title><content type='html'>I just heard on the radio that today's the International Hugging Day! Activists overseas actually go around giving hugs to strangers while carrying signs that say "Free Hugs". I can't believe such a day even exists but I think it's real cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXmJbAH9SgI/AAAAAAAABmE/-oPyY3HPxF0/s1600-h/hug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXmJbAH9SgI/AAAAAAAABmE/-oPyY3HPxF0/s320/hug.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294413933933578754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make sure you give a big bear hug to your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my hug to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUG! &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7084958327669823262?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7084958327669823262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7084958327669823262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7084958327669823262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7084958327669823262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/tlc.html' title='It&apos;s just a hug'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXmJbAH9SgI/AAAAAAAABmE/-oPyY3HPxF0/s72-c/hug.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-403470854960965580</id><published>2009-01-20T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:47:28.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Page three</title><content type='html'>Man.. I've been staring at the computer screen the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXWzST9-hgI/AAAAAAAABl8/L9SRQ8Aw9gs/s1600-h/computer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXWzST9-hgI/AAAAAAAABl8/L9SRQ8Aw9gs/s320/computer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293334064223127042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must Kenneth give me so many bulletins to type?? Sigh.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sien&lt;/span&gt;. Well at least I get to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;curi-curi&lt;/span&gt; use Facebook every few minutes la. So it really isn't that bad come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shites! The stupid office is suddenly getting too cold for comfort.. my fingers are icicles. Oritey then. I guess I better go home la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-403470854960965580?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/403470854960965580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=403470854960965580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/403470854960965580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/403470854960965580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/page-three.html' title='Page three'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXWzST9-hgI/AAAAAAAABl8/L9SRQ8Aw9gs/s72-c/computer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8367090507098411401</id><published>2009-01-19T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:27:56.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No dibs</title><content type='html'>Damn sore! I could have gone with Megat to MV for the press screening of Ong Bak 2. But then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak jadi&lt;/span&gt;. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my 'best friend' Danny was free and had no assignments to do at all, and Megat's cousin was in the studio shooting for Seventeen's Meet Guy section. Plus Kenneth assigned me with some bulletins to write. So Kenneth said that maybe I should stay in the office to work on my bulletins and allow the 3 guys to go watch the movie. We're given 3 seats by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. my happiness was destroyed. Was so excited and seriously looking forward to watching Ong Bak 2 la. What with the first movie containing damn freakin' awesome fight scenes and equally awesome language. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. That's the disadvantage of being an intern. You don't get first dibs on anything.. the writers do. Just gotta live with it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8367090507098411401?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8367090507098411401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8367090507098411401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8367090507098411401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8367090507098411401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-dibs.html' title='No dibs'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8603278058025831746</id><published>2009-01-18T22:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:36:49.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's block</title><content type='html'>Yeeeaah.. I gotta admit that I have started going MIA again. I really almost totally forgot about my blog la. I know, wierd. Sigh sorry I guess.. for disappointing you guys with a stagnant blog whenever you visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, for those of you who don't know yet, I have already started interning at Men's Health magazine. A lot of people have asked where my office is. Okay I can only give you landmarks though. So Blu Inc is near UTAR and Glad Tidings &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which has an awesome cafeteria btw)&lt;/span&gt; and is on the way to Jaya 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is pretty fun.. but only cause I get to help with photo shoots, go for events, get free stuff, and all those other perks. Hahahahaha. No la! It's all real good.. even when I have to do proper work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys I work with are really nice and very helpful. There's Eric &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(editor)&lt;/span&gt;, Kenneth &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(deputy editor)&lt;/span&gt;, John &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(fashion &amp;amp; grooming writer)&lt;/span&gt;, Megat &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(writer)&lt;/span&gt;, Danny &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(designer)&lt;/span&gt;, and Hilal &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(designer)&lt;/span&gt;. I've also got to know the girls from Seventeen and one even car-pools with me.. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to boast, the events I've been to so far are Metojaya's opening of their new Metrojaya Department Store at the Curve and TOD's  press presentation event at Pavilion. And I've gotten free stuff at both. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav: TOD's. A bit too much gay vibe going on though.. what with all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sengeted&lt;/span&gt; fashion people there. But it was damn 7 high class wei! There were freakin' waiters standing around holding trays of drinks and hors' dourves.. hot models also standing around wearing TOD's accessories.. the label's reps showing us around the outlet and the new apparels. Daymn! First time ever experiencing this kind of treatment wei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXQlPGSLytI/AAAAAAAABlE/eBGKfI073HI/s1600-h/tod%27s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXQlPGSLytI/AAAAAAAABlE/eBGKfI073HI/s320/tod%27s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292896403382323922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we got the souvenirs and it was fcuking disappointing. John, the MH writer I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt;-ed and I both got these pink leather wrist bands. Like wtf??! Can't they give us one in black or brown? Even red is still fine. Gay bastards! Sigh. But I'm still keeping it though. It's freakin' branded la. From the price tags of the stuff I saw in the boutique, it prolly costs nearly RM1,000. No way am I giving it away to someone else. I'll find a way to wear it one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malas&lt;/span&gt; wanna type any longer. I'll prolly post pics of my office and colleagues one of these days. Meanwhile check out our &lt;a href="http://www.mens-health.com.my/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and also grab a copy of the upcoming February issue of Men's Health from the nearest stands to see my name in it. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXQvmkkJL-I/AAAAAAAABlU/QGSDZ3d9wwM/s1600-h/MHFeb09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXQvmkkJL-I/AAAAAAAABlU/QGSDZ3d9wwM/s320/MHFeb09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292907801763983330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8603278058025831746?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8603278058025831746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8603278058025831746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8603278058025831746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8603278058025831746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/writers-block.html' title='Writer&apos;s block'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXQlPGSLytI/AAAAAAAABlE/eBGKfI073HI/s72-c/tod%27s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-827347022409185915</id><published>2009-01-01T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:10:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times of new</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRQtqKt06I/AAAAAAAABls/rs5S35IXoq0/s1600-h/2008candles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRQtqKt06I/AAAAAAAABls/rs5S35IXoq0/s320/2008candles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292944207410746274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has faded away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRP6ZRFkiI/AAAAAAAABlk/KyWjGvINsvw/s1600-h/2009candles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRP6ZRFkiI/AAAAAAAABlk/KyWjGvINsvw/s320/2009candles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292943326700737058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome 2009..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-827347022409185915?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/827347022409185915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=827347022409185915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/827347022409185915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/827347022409185915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2009/01/times-of-new.html' title='Times of new'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRQtqKt06I/AAAAAAAABls/rs5S35IXoq0/s72-c/2008candles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3707392394438841719</id><published>2008-12-25T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:18:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYF0KfvQ_wI/AAAAAAAABmw/f9Oc4w4QWNA/s1600-h/christmastree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYF0KfvQ_wI/AAAAAAAABmw/f9Oc4w4QWNA/s320/christmastree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296642360431673090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&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/6657572247591795058-3707392394438841719?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3707392394438841719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3707392394438841719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3707392394438841719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3707392394438841719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-cheer.html' title='Good cheer'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SYF0KfvQ_wI/AAAAAAAABmw/f9Oc4w4QWNA/s72-c/christmastree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3560168659396960650</id><published>2008-12-16T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:03:39.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last teen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 19th to Marvin &amp;amp; moi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRYdyHp1LI/AAAAAAAABl0/qh517xreK8I/s1600-h/marv%26dar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRYdyHp1LI/AAAAAAAABl0/qh517xreK8I/s320/marv%26dar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292952730760500402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We aren't babies no more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy mother of twins.. we've turned 19! Next year no more teen liao. Crud! But never mind that, it's still a long way to go. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely gonna live my last teen year to the MAX! Oh, and half of it I'll be in Aussie. ZOMFG!!! Just realized that I might not get to celebrate in Malaysia with Marv! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sob*&lt;/span&gt; Oh well, there's a first time for everything I guess. We'll make do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3560168659396960650?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3560168659396960650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3560168659396960650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3560168659396960650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3560168659396960650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-teen.html' title='The last teen'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SXRYdyHp1LI/AAAAAAAABl0/qh517xreK8I/s72-c/marv%26dar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5344808910637855381</id><published>2008-12-08T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:20:46.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain clouds</title><content type='html'>Hello my fellow humans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh finally la. It's been damn long since I last blogged. Poor blog.. missed you so much. But I'm back now so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think everyone would agree with me that it's been raining a lot lately. And today was no difference. Damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chat&lt;/span&gt; cold wei! Woke up freezing dog! Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/ST1ceQe7W5I/AAAAAAAABk8/o9JJvR3Uk_M/s1600-h/rain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/ST1ceQe7W5I/AAAAAAAABk8/o9JJvR3Uk_M/s320/rain.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277476013238606738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not saying that I don't like the cold.. don't get me wrong. I would prefer cold weather to blazing heat any day! I just hate waking up freezing. You know, like unannounced. If I'm prepared for it then it's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoo.. I got a call from Men's Health inviting me to an interview for my internship placement. For those of you who don't know, I'm done with my diploma studies &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thank God!)&lt;/span&gt; and would have to intern for 2 months to officially complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. I have an interview with Men's Health tomorrow at 2.30pm. Wish me luck eh? Please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5344808910637855381?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5344808910637855381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5344808910637855381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5344808910637855381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5344808910637855381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/12/rain-clouds.html' title='Rain clouds'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/ST1ceQe7W5I/AAAAAAAABk8/o9JJvR3Uk_M/s72-c/rain.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8718705771104641584</id><published>2008-09-08T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:59:20.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail the queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Bday mummy dearest!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SN3G19lQZZI/AAAAAAAABPo/K7kun8XwNuY/s1600-h/IMG_3974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250571370950059410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SN3G19lQZZI/AAAAAAAABPo/K7kun8XwNuY/s320/IMG_3974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8718705771104641584?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8718705771104641584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8718705771104641584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8718705771104641584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8718705771104641584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/09/hail-queen.html' title='Hail the queen'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SN3G19lQZZI/AAAAAAAABPo/K7kun8XwNuY/s72-c/IMG_3974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-6551950256974315723</id><published>2008-09-03T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:15:13.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Directive</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;em&gt;Wall-E&lt;/em&gt; with Marv and Munnie this afternoon. I don't get why people say that it's disappointing or boring.  It's damn nice la. We enjoyed it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was funny at parts. And I think most of the robots are damn cute! Haha. Especially the way they "talk" and sound. Kudos to Ben Burtt! He's the sound wizard and the "voice" for all the robots and other sounds. Genius he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SNNOiLf8AVI/AAAAAAAABPY/vxivCTTy5ZQ/s1600-h/wall-e-bra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247624339926024530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SNNOiLf8AVI/AAAAAAAABPY/vxivCTTy5ZQ/s320/wall-e-bra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After hundreds of lonely years of doing what he was built for, Wall-E (short for Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-Class) discovers a new purpose in life (besides collecting knick-knacks) when he meets a sleek search robot named Eve. Eve comes to realize that Wall-E has inadvertently stumbled upon the key to the planet's future, and races back to space to report her findings to the humans (who have been eagerly awaiting word that it is safe to return home). Meanwhile, Wall-E chases Eve across the galaxy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-6551950256974315723?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/6551950256974315723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=6551950256974315723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6551950256974315723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6551950256974315723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/09/directive.html' title='Directive'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SNNOiLf8AVI/AAAAAAAABPY/vxivCTTy5ZQ/s72-c/wall-e-bra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-9055614732361000734</id><published>2008-08-31T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:51:08.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madika</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Merdeka peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SMgGlltTUzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/mplQy7tODV4/s1600-h/maxis_merdeka2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244449008919991090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SMgGlltTUzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/mplQy7tODV4/s320/maxis_merdeka2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S : This picture has been edited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-9055614732361000734?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/9055614732361000734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=9055614732361000734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/9055614732361000734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/9055614732361000734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/madika.html' title='Madika'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SMgGlltTUzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/mplQy7tODV4/s72-c/maxis_merdeka2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5635008691250928368</id><published>2008-08-31T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:50:37.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise the flag</title><content type='html'>Last night 5 of us Tunas and Krys celebrated Merdeka's Eve at The Curve. It was much smaller than last year's but it was an fun night all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all really starved so dinner was first priority. Hehe. We took damn long to decide where to eat though. After a long time crowded around the directory, we finally decided with Dragon-i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a Chinese-family-reunion-style dinner. We even got a round table in a cozy corner complete with a lazy susan in the middle. Our dinner was rice with a few dishes. It was delicious, except for the 'man tau' which was real small.. totally not what we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we still had plenty of time before the countdown. Krys, Amber and Erisha wanted to drink. Marv wanted to watch a movie. Steph and I were okay with either. First we decided with the movie. We checked &lt;em&gt;Death Race&lt;/em&gt; cause Krys said it's awesome. But at the counter, we decided to go drinking instead. But then at Laundry pulak, we found out that they were having a circus-themed Merdeka party.. RM50 per head. Stun dog! And to think I could finally satisfy my craving for creme brulee. Crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoo, we ended up back at Cineleisure to watch &lt;em&gt;Death Race&lt;/em&gt;. It was Krys' 2nd time watching. Imagine that.. the movie's that awsome! Seriously not to be missed. Also the movie finished just in time, around 10 minutes before midnight. We still could walk out &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(with the escalator totally jam-packed)&lt;/span&gt; and see the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home we were caught in another horrid jam for an hour plus. So expected that. Pft. Marv and I reached home only at around 2am. We were so poofed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, to see the whole night's photos go to &lt;a href="http://marvinfong.blogspot.com/2008/09/merdeka-eve-08.html"&gt;Marv's blog post&lt;/a&gt;. I damn malas wanna upload all of them. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5635008691250928368?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5635008691250928368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5635008691250928368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5635008691250928368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5635008691250928368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/raise-flag.html' title='Raise the flag'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5252501083446846849</id><published>2008-08-30T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:02:50.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Herbivorous</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my grandma's birthday. Happy birthday Wai Po!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my family and I celebrated her birthday by having dinner with my aunt, uncle, grand aunt and grand uncle. But since the birthday "girl" was vegetarian that day, we went to makan at a vegetarian restaurant of her choice. She chose this restaurant near Metro Prima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gEDxujeI/AAAAAAAABOw/JGZv4Qq49Aw/s1600-h/IMG_4353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241451164178746850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gEDxujeI/AAAAAAAABOw/JGZv4Qq49Aw/s320/IMG_4353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Captured this sunset on the way to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful!!! I love the colors the sky makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gEbyHo_I/AAAAAAAABO4/VQs0KQd-HtM/s1600-h/IMG_4359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241451170622841842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gEbyHo_I/AAAAAAAABO4/VQs0KQd-HtM/s320/IMG_4359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Retaurant sayur-sayuran..&lt;br /&gt;Directly translated it means vegetable restaurant. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner, though meat-less, was deliciously awesome. Seriously. Give vegetarian food a try. They aren't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gElVXtvI/AAAAAAAABPA/rKvHA5C9Z8U/s1600-h/IMG_4360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241451173186615026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gElVXtvI/AAAAAAAABPA/rKvHA5C9Z8U/s320/IMG_4360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Four Seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fMzxqYaI/AAAAAAAABOI/NAAvYfw3SbI/s1600-h/IMG_4362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241450214990700962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fMzxqYaI/AAAAAAAABOI/NAAvYfw3SbI/s320/IMG_4362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shark Fin Soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gFP_DS4I/AAAAAAAABPI/9tNz4scWt_U/s1600-h/IMG_4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241451184635726722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gFP_DS4I/AAAAAAAABPI/9tNz4scWt_U/s320/IMG_4361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Butter Prawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNNo1v9I/AAAAAAAABOQ/nqdL2z3C5mM/s1600-h/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241450221933019090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNNo1v9I/AAAAAAAABOQ/nqdL2z3C5mM/s320/IMG_4364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stir Fried Mushrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNetRC5I/AAAAAAAABOY/VWNLVhCFdLE/s1600-h/IMG_4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241450226514987922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNetRC5I/AAAAAAAABOY/VWNLVhCFdLE/s320/IMG_4367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mutton Curry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNSUW8pI/AAAAAAAABOg/aY0yc15usxk/s1600-h/IMG_4369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241450223189291666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNSUW8pI/AAAAAAAABOg/aY0yc15usxk/s320/IMG_4369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stir Fried Spinach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNmTAj7I/AAAAAAAABOo/6ZQWXIL-jCc/s1600-h/IMG_4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241450228552339378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1fNmTAj7I/AAAAAAAABOo/6ZQWXIL-jCc/s320/IMG_4372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From left:&lt;br /&gt;Grand aunt, the birthday "girl", aunty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking to our car after dinner, we noticed a Kelisa parked behind. It wasn't directly behind but enough to make it difficult to reverse out. So whatever la. My dad just honked to get the owner's attention. But the noob didn't come out. So my dad honked some more. And he honked, and honked.. and honked.. and HOOONNKED!!! But the blardy bastard still didn't come out! WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad even went around shouting and asking whoever the owner was to move the blardy car. Plus it was drizzling outside. Poor daddy. Damn that fcuking bastard! We all seriously felt like doing some illegal things to the car. And if I ain't wrong, my dad busted one of the tyres. But that was later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoo, we finally couldn't take no more of that shite. So my dad carefully reversed inch by inch out of the lot. Fcuking tight squeeze I tell you. Kudos daddy! Okay, then he did some tyre-busting. Shhh.. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5252501083446846849?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5252501083446846849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5252501083446846849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5252501083446846849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5252501083446846849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/herbivorous_30.html' title='Herbivorous'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SL1gEDxujeI/AAAAAAAABOw/JGZv4Qq49Aw/s72-c/IMG_4353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1007871024486919837</id><published>2008-08-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:16:40.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>The things some people think of. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way to class, walking past the auditorium and we found this trolley, lifter thingy.. um.. whatever its called. I think I'll just call it the trolley throughout the post. So anyhoo, that trolley's to lift and transport the stacked chairs into the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auggie suggested to fix one of the chairs onto the trolley so one of the girls can sit on it, like a wheelchair. Lollers. He fixed on a chair and asked Shana to sit. She was scared but we managed to persuade her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so afraid that he'll drop her. It was damn funny to watch them. Shana gripped onto the handles so tight and at one point she couldn't take it that she hopped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBQXM2sI/AAAAAAAABMY/TL6-CF1whNA/s1600-h/IMG_4348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407123901504194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBQXM2sI/AAAAAAAABMY/TL6-CF1whNA/s320/IMG_4348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBVD-piI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DhJW2ctHVIM/s1600-h/IMG_4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407125163058722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBVD-piI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DhJW2ctHVIM/s320/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But Thivya was totally opposite. She was so psyched to sit on the chair. Haha. Brave girl. She even posed for my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBg0wwAI/AAAAAAAABMg/u6bdTf4whzg/s1600-h/IMG_4351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407128320458754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBg0wwAI/AAAAAAAABMg/u6bdTf4whzg/s320/IMG_4351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBxsijCI/AAAAAAAABMo/viO1SYrobSo/s1600-h/IMG_4352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407132849376290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBxsijCI/AAAAAAAABMo/viO1SYrobSo/s320/IMG_4352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1007871024486919837?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1007871024486919837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1007871024486919837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1007871024486919837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1007871024486919837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLYdBQXM2sI/AAAAAAAABMY/TL6-CF1whNA/s72-c/IMG_4348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2082327747895502428</id><published>2008-08-27T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:01:12.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trigonometry is hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I make you silky smooth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Went to Cineleisure and watched &lt;em&gt;You Don't Mess with the Zohan&lt;/em&gt; with Marv this afternoon. The movie was hillarious. But I wasn't laughing or chuckling as much as I could have and I blame the fcuking Malaysian Censorship Department! Hate that they cut off so many scenes! Freakin' spoiled the fun-ness of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my suggestion is to go to some nearby DVD shop or stall &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(whichever you prefer)&lt;/span&gt; and get this movie to watch at the comfort of your own home cause it ain't worth watching in the cinemas. Spend that RM6 on some other movie instead. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, we actually did know about this and had planned to watch some other movie instead. But we forgot! We freakin' forgot! We only realised it when the movie was starting. Crud.. we're such noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, the salon owner, Dalia is HOOTTT!!! She's purtey. Lollers. The actress who plays her is Emmanuelle Chriqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh8jsnCtI/AAAAAAAABL4/yRrXHGQ8gf8/s1600-h/emmanuelle_chriqui2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239201434517834450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh8jsnCtI/AAAAAAAABL4/yRrXHGQ8gf8/s320/emmanuelle_chriqui2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh8zSY36I/AAAAAAAABMA/gijVYVOYbEI/s1600-h/emmanuelle_chriqui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239201438702821282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh8zSY36I/AAAAAAAABMA/gijVYVOYbEI/s320/emmanuelle_chriqui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Alright, I gotta stop here. My dad wants to use the computer. Pft. But um.. he just fell asleep. Okay, wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Don't Mess with the Zohan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh9EMUQqI/AAAAAAAABMI/UZiNnZRDpog/s1600-h/zohan_wallpaper_v1_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239201443240755874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh9EMUQqI/AAAAAAAABMI/UZiNnZRDpog/s320/zohan_wallpaper_v1_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Zohan Dvir, a top Israeli commando, fakes his own death in order to pursue his dream: becoming a hairstylist in New York. Though he wants to put his life of counter-terrorism behind him, he quickly finds that it is not so easy to escape one’s roots. As enemies old and new try to take him out, they will all come to learn the same thing: you don’t mess with the Zohan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2082327747895502428?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2082327747895502428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2082327747895502428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2082327747895502428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2082327747895502428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/trigonometry-is-hard.html' title='Trigonometry is hard'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLVh8jsnCtI/AAAAAAAABL4/yRrXHGQ8gf8/s72-c/emmanuelle_chriqui2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2766381912004704244</id><published>2008-08-23T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:11:15.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of love, war and friendship</title><content type='html'>Marv and I watched 2 more of the DVDs we've bought from Bali this afternoon. Okay, if you're curious, we bought 12 DVDs at Bali. The shop has an offer - one DVD is priced at 10,000Rp (RM3.64) and if you buy 10, you get another 2 for free. Bargain hunters like us can never resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first movie of the day was &lt;em&gt;The Hottie &amp;amp; The Nottie&lt;/em&gt;, which is quite okay and &lt;s&gt;hilarious&lt;/s&gt; funny but the storyline's pretty predictable. Anyhoo, I admire the girls' friendship and how they're willing to sacrifice for the sake of each other's happiness. This movie also proves that love isn't always that blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've googled some photos for your viewing pleasure. Lollers. Here's one of the BFFs, Christabel Abbott &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the Hottie)&lt;/span&gt; and June Phigg &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the Nottie)&lt;/span&gt; at 6yo and 26yo. Friends for ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQh7H2gI/AAAAAAAABLY/paZzWp3v_Z4/s1600-h/hottienottie_frens4eva.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238821346616007170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQh7H2gI/AAAAAAAABLY/paZzWp3v_Z4/s320/hottienottie_frens4eva.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And here's a couple of before and after photos of June Phigg played by Christine Lakin. Damn the make up artists are good! They really turned the hot actress ugly. Haha. Kudos people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQ055LwI/AAAAAAAABLg/b8g7Pk4Hsiw/s1600-h/hottienottie_before%26after.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238821351711125250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQ055LwI/AAAAAAAABLg/b8g7Pk4Hsiw/s320/hottienottie_before%26after.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQ6te2ZI/AAAAAAAABLo/tV1uQVBCfOY/s1600-h/hottienottie_before%26after2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238821353269680530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQ6te2ZI/AAAAAAAABLo/tV1uQVBCfOY/s320/hottienottie_before%26after2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The second movie was &lt;em&gt;Son of Rambow&lt;/em&gt;, which is a heart warming and somewhat quirky British film. Just so you know, this movie's totally conquered by child actors and they are superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie hasn't been released yet, but according to my source it's scheduled to release in Singapore on 9th October 2008. There's nothing about Malaysia's release date though &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/span&gt;. But if it does come out here, be sure to go see it! It's totally worth spending your moolah on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Hottie &amp;amp; The Nottie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQT3g4VI/AAAAAAAABLQ/C_-Ir6x-_nI/s1600-h/hottie_and_the_nottie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238821342842773842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQT3g4VI/AAAAAAAABLQ/C_-Ir6x-_nI/s320/hottie_and_the_nottie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nate moves to L.A. to track down Cristabel, the woman he's been in love with since childhood, only to discover that his plan to woo her only has one hurdle to overcome: what to do with June, Cristabel's ever-present, not-so-hot best friend? What's even more complicating is Nate's growing feelings for June, whose true beauty starts to emerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Son of Rambow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIRUO6uCI/AAAAAAAABLw/YdQhlxjENTY/s1600-h/sonoframbow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238821360120805410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIRUO6uCI/AAAAAAAABLw/YdQhlxjENTY/s320/sonoframbow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Son of Rambow&lt;/em&gt; is the name of the home movie made by two little boys with a big video camera and even bigger ambitions. Set on a long English summer in the early 80's, this movie is a comedy about friendship, faith and the tough business of growing up. We see the story through the eyes of Will, the eldest son of a fatherless Plymouth Brethren family. The Brethren regard themselves as God's 'chosen ones' and their strict moral code means that Will has never been allowed to mix with the other 'worldlies,' listen to music or watch TV, until he finds himself caught up in the extraordinary world of Lee Carter, the school terror and maker of bizarre home movies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2766381912004704244?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2766381912004704244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2766381912004704244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2766381912004704244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2766381912004704244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-love-war-and-friendship.html' title='Of love, war and friendship'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLQIQh7H2gI/AAAAAAAABLY/paZzWp3v_Z4/s72-c/hottienottie_frens4eva.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3483007193568951999</id><published>2008-08-22T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:52:49.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Belles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are the best! So screw the rest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll do as we damn well please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the end.. St Trinian's! Defenders of anarchy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, Marv &amp;amp; I bought a bunch of DVDs when we were in Bali. Super cheap! And yes, I know that the Bali trip post is long due. I'll get to it soon enough. Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so anyhoo.. one of the said DVDs is &lt;em&gt;St Trinian's&lt;/em&gt;, which we watched last night. It was super wicked! And I mean it both as a figure of speech and literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls of St Trinian's are real riots, attitudinal, uncontrollable, super devious, super detailed and total geniuses. The girls are allowed to do whatever they want, dress however they want, teachers and students are like friends, and there's even a mini bar in the teacher's lounge! Haha. Coolness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;St Trinian's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLPO1-LJ9KI/AAAAAAAABLI/2EZu-0jDNqw/s1600-h/st_trinians_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238758218180195490" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLPO1-LJ9KI/AAAAAAAABLI/2EZu-0jDNqw/s320/st_trinians_ver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WARNING: Here be spoilers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Trinian's School For Girls is an anarchical school for uncontrollable girls and they proudly continue to represent the unacceptable face of British education. The school has a number of different cliques - Posh Totty, Chavs, Emos &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not Goths)&lt;/span&gt;, Geeks and First Years. When the new Minister of Education announces he will personally sort the place out, he doesn't realise either the enormity of the task or that the headmistress is an old flame. The school is also threatened with closure by their bank. With the staff clearly a waste of space, the girls realise the responsibility to save the school falls on them and they do so by stealing the painting 'Girl With A Pearl Earring'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3483007193568951999?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3483007193568951999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3483007193568951999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3483007193568951999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3483007193568951999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/re-belles.html' title='Re-Belles'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SLPO1-LJ9KI/AAAAAAAABLI/2EZu-0jDNqw/s72-c/st_trinians_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3132919280518472214</id><published>2008-08-22T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:37:24.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving the dream</title><content type='html'>My parents are coming home from the US today!!! Woot. The plane's scheduled to touch down a little past noon. Can't wait for the souvenirs and photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3132919280518472214?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3132919280518472214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3132919280518472214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3132919280518472214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3132919280518472214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/leaving-dream.html' title='Leaving the dream'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5737061751111354536</id><published>2008-08-20T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:44:04.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Code Red</title><content type='html'>Just watched '28 Weeks Later' on one of the Astro movie channels. This movie is the sequel to '28 Days Later', which I've watched some time back. Though I know that it would obviously be scary, I was stoked to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was nerve-wrecking, spine-chiling, nail-biting horror! But maybe it's just me cause I'm not a big fan of horror movies. And also cause I haven't watched one in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsin Yue was scared to bits! Halfway through he even begged that I change the channel. But obviously I didn't. Haha. But seriously, the zombies or also known as "the infected" are damn fugly, bloody and scary-looking. Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28 Weeks Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SK0xB4pJR3I/AAAAAAAABLA/K_6cJORocMc/s1600-h/28_weeks_later.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236895850156345202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SK0xB4pJR3I/AAAAAAAABLA/K_6cJORocMc/s320/28_weeks_later.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WARNING: Here be spoilers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the country nearby London, Don, his wife Alice and a few survivors live hidden in a farmhouse. When infected people break in the house, Dan panics and does not help his wife to escape, running away and leaving Alice trapped inside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty eight weeks after the outbreak that annihilated the population of Great Britain, London is considered safe and the British survivors return under the coordination of the American Army, that keeps the city under permanent surveillance. The teenager Tammy and her younger brother Andy travel back from Spain to live with their father Don in London. They miss their mother and decide to escape to their old house to retrieve pictures and some other personal belongings. However, they find Alice surprisingly alive and the Army brings her to the base. After some blood test, the biologist Scarlet discovers that Alice is a carrier of the lethal virus and somehow has immunity to it. Meanwhile, Don sneaks through the facility to say how sorry he is to Alice, who forgives him. When he kisses her, he is immediately contaminated, spreading a new epidemic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5737061751111354536?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5737061751111354536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5737061751111354536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5737061751111354536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5737061751111354536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/code-red.html' title='Code Red'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SK0xB4pJR3I/AAAAAAAABLA/K_6cJORocMc/s72-c/28_weeks_later.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8549034975893424227</id><published>2008-08-20T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:40:51.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living without rules</title><content type='html'>Ugh! Period and menopause.. I hate them. Not saying that I have them okay? Sheesh. Don't be stupid. It's just that I hate it when women get either and become all emotionally unstable &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(if you can call it that)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good example is my granma. Hold on.. do old women still have menopause and does it lasts till forever? Okay whatever. Back to the rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is this. My younger bro, Hsin Yue had dozed off while watching the telly and also cause earlier he'd played his online game almost the whole day. So whatever la. I don't give 2 hoots. Just let the brat sleep la, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was dinner time. So my granma was calling us to go downstairs for dinner and cause Hsin Yue was asleep he didn't respond &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(DUH!)&lt;/span&gt;. She called his name a couple of times more. The obvious thing to do then was to tell her he's asleep, right? So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the hoopla happened. She suddenly started shouting angrily &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in Mandarin)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Why did you allow him to sleep when it's almost dinner time? Huh? Then he's gonna feel so tired. Told him to stop playing and take a nap but he didn't. Kept on playing non stop. Now he's sleeping when it's time for dinner! Blah.. blah.. blardy blah.. blah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So girls, I do understand that it's torture and you can't help your emotions going awry when it that time of the month.. when your aunty visits.. or whatever you prefer to call it. But I speak on behalf of all the guys, please have mercy on us and try to control yourself a bit. Okay? Thanks heaps. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw Marv and I watched 'The Dark Knight' at Cineleisure this afternoon. Remember in my previous post, &lt;a href="http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/steph-marv-and-i-have-officially.html"&gt;Letter of temporary resignation&lt;/a&gt;, I said that some days I have an early 8am class and then another at 2pm or 3pm? So ya. I had this freakishly long break and Marv was done for the day. And since we haven't watched 'The Dark Knight', we decided to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was shit good man! The mood of the movie was so freakishly sinister and demented cause of the late Heath Ledger's awesome portrayal of the Joker. Brilliant stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl beside me was covering herself with her jacket and kept on squirming and squeeling whenever the Joker appeared or did something horrible to the other characters. Lollers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there were only 2 things I didn't like about this movie. First is that the storyline, though full of suspense and shocking twists, is a tad draggy. I is no like draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly I can't stand the Batman's I-want-to-sound-mysterious-so-i-make-it-gruffy-and-an-octave-lower voice. I mean, what's with that?? It was blardy irritating, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SK0VtBKx4rI/AAAAAAAABK4/7SSnkYqvTdI/s1600-h/2008-the-dark-knight-batman-movie-poster-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236865804853699250" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SK0VtBKx4rI/AAAAAAAABK4/7SSnkYqvTdI/s320/2008-the-dark-knight-batman-movie-poster-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Bruce Wayne and his vigilante alter-ego the Batman, continue the seemingly endless effort to bring order to Gotham, with the help of Lt. James Gordon and newly appointed District Attorney Harvey Dent. But a new threat has now emerged into the streets. The Dark Knight faces a rising psychopathic criminal mastermind called The Joker, whose eerie grin, laughter, and inhuman morality makes him as dangerous than what he has yet to unleash. Batman's struggle against the Joker becomes deeply personal, forcing him to "confront everything he believes" and improve his technology to stop him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8549034975893424227?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8549034975893424227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8549034975893424227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8549034975893424227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8549034975893424227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-without-rules.html' title='Living without rules'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SK0VtBKx4rI/AAAAAAAABK4/7SSnkYqvTdI/s72-c/2008-the-dark-knight-batman-movie-poster-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3347250874648332688</id><published>2008-08-19T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:37:48.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N is for noob</title><content type='html'>Haiya!! The connection is fcuking slow! Uncool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no classes today and had planned to blog about the Bali trip. But nooby Mr Connection won't let me. Crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3347250874648332688?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3347250874648332688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3347250874648332688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3347250874648332688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3347250874648332688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/n-is-for-noob.html' title='N is for noob'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7499272023681497183</id><published>2008-08-18T14:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:50:43.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just warming up</title><content type='html'>I am now in the com lab at college. Everyone &lt;em&gt;chao&lt;/em&gt; dy but I gotta wait for Marv cause he still has class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo.. I just had &lt;em&gt;Nasi Goreng Cendawan&lt;/em&gt; at the cafeteria and it was as awesome as ever! Can't believe I have not eaten it for a whole month. But damn la.. all the prices have increased! The &lt;em&gt;NG Cendawan&lt;/em&gt; used to be RM4 but now it's RM4.80! Like wtf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shocker is that just now during the introduction class for PR, Ms Irene said that our event would be a beauty pagent! I repeat.. WTF??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the previous semesters, in fact all of them, the PR students were allowed to discuss among themselves and choose what they wanted to do for their event. But we can't? Bloody unfair man! Uncool. Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but on the other hand, I've just had some whiskey peach. Lollers. The H&amp;amp;T students have an alcohol class. Yeap! Alcohol man. No joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Marv and Munnie have this friend doing H&amp;amp;T, and she managed to "smuggle" out a cup of the said whiskey! Sshh. Haha. They gave half the cup to me, Nicky and Zack. We gotta share of course. It was a tad too strong for us, so Zack mixed it with his half cup of Pepsi and added some ice. The mix tasted a bit like cough syrup, but i don't mind. Me like! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus after a few more sips, Nicky and Zack couldn't &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; so they told me that it's all mine! Yay! Phew.. suddenly I'm feeling quite warm. I wonder why? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7499272023681497183?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7499272023681497183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7499272023681497183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7499272023681497183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7499272023681497183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-warming-up.html' title='Just warming up'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7291100377291961658</id><published>2008-08-16T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:05:26.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter of temporary resignation</title><content type='html'>Steph, Marv and I have officially &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(temporarily)&lt;/span&gt; stopped working at La Casa. Sigh.. I wanted to at least work till the end of the month before stopping, but my stupid schedule for this new semester is so damn fcuked up! There are a couple of days where I have an early 8-10am lecture and then my next one is at around 2pm or 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell am I supposed to do during that 4 hours plus??! I guess if there really is nothing to do then I'll probably be cooped up in the com lab facebook-ing, blogging about nonesense, or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then at least for this semester my Tuesdays are lecture and tutorial free. Yay! It's time we're given a day off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKguMHFrZEI/AAAAAAAABKo/5E8HtEONBmQ/s1600-h/IMG_4184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235485352414372930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKguMHFrZEI/AAAAAAAABKo/5E8HtEONBmQ/s320/IMG_4184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's the interior of La Casa where I used to work at. The lady boss said that she'll try finding and scheduling a couple of days for me to work. I'm really hoping I can work a lil' more. I want the moolah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7291100377291961658?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7291100377291961658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7291100377291961658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7291100377291961658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7291100377291961658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/steph-marv-and-i-have-officially.html' title='Letter of temporary resignation'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKguMHFrZEI/AAAAAAAABKo/5E8HtEONBmQ/s72-c/IMG_4184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5693487823618603935</id><published>2008-08-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:21:28.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Beverly Hills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's where I wanna be!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents flew to the USA early this morning. My dad's in this direct selling company and he won a 4D 2N trip to St. Louis, Missouri, USA for a conference. This is his second win. The first was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my parents extended the stay. They'll be overseas for 10 days cause after the following day after the conference, they'll go to Las Vegas for a few days. Then they'll go to San Francisco and LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hear this.. at LA, they'll be staying at my mum's childhood friend's place for a night and then only at a hotel. But that's not all. My mum's friend is Aunty Linda by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Linda's house is in the neighbourhood of the stars, which is none other than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;/span&gt;!!! She told us that Simon Cowell stays just a couple of streets away and he has even asked her husband to help suggest a good brand of milk at the grocers! They've even seen a couple of other celebs out jogging or walking their dog or whatnot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaahhhh!!!! So darn jealous! I'm green with freakin' envy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5693487823618603935?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5693487823618603935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5693487823618603935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5693487823618603935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5693487823618603935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/seeing-stars.html' title='Seeing stars'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7406180350978985738</id><published>2008-08-11T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:50:49.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The house</title><content type='html'>Eesh.. I really dunno how I feel about my job exactly. It's like a part of me enjoys it and another part of me hates it so bad! The part that loves the job is bigger though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, one reason why I like this waitering job is cause of the ambience of the restaurant &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(La Casa)&lt;/span&gt;. The interior's really well designed.. good choice of music.. and not to forget awesome-tasting and delicious-smelling food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. this might sound wierd to some of you, but I like taking the orders, recomending stuff to the customers and all that. Yupz. Oh! And I also like that andrenalin rush and busyness whenever the restaurant is packed. Well, I do work better under pressure. So ya.. it figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next reason's cause most of my collegue's are really nice, friendly and help me a lot when I first started. Now we're like really chummy. We chat when we're free, and complain and gossip about the wierd customers. Sshhhh.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I've seen and served a couple of noted or famous locals. Jojo Struys came to La Casa twice and I served her on both occasions. Tun Dr Ling Liong Sik's younger son also ate at La Casa with his girlfriend recently and I served them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then above all that is the fact that the head chef is a sohaibastardassholesonofabitch, truely Malay attitude, I-can-do-whatever-I-want, gross-sweat-smelling person. &lt;span&gt;Phew! &lt;/span&gt;I don't mean to sound racist but I can't stand that stupid Malay man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, another thing is us staff do not get any lunch or OT. Sucks right?! Steph, Marv and I have to always eat lunch at some place in DPC, and most of them are pretty pricey. Even my mum realises and that day she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Eh! You guys eat more that you earn la. What's the use of workin then?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't agree more! Irritates the shit outa me when we go for lunch and I see the staff from other restaurants having their free meal. Like wtf man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya.. Marv and I have kinda decided to quit sooner or later. I'm planning to work a while more and maybe stop at the end of the month or something. And poor Steph has to quit as well cause she doesn't have transport. Really sorry Steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And sorry for the language by the way. Just wanna release the anger and dissatisfaction. Ugh.. just gotta &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; for a few more weeks till I quit. Hopefully by then I've already found a new and better job. Oh God, help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7406180350978985738?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7406180350978985738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7406180350978985738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7406180350978985738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7406180350978985738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/house.html' title='The house'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3691985030670253715</id><published>2008-08-10T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:47:30.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people never change</title><content type='html'>Szen, Marv and I went to Starbucks at OU this afternoon for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unofficial SKTBM '01 Reunion&lt;/span&gt; that was organized by Lali and Tana. Kudos guys! It was a genius idea to have that reunion. And it was awesome fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly a lot of people did not come. Teruk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoo, the reunion was to start at 2pm. Us three were there right on time. We saw Huey Yi there with her bf and thought that she's there for the reunion. Instead we found out that they are working at Itallianies and are on a lunch break. -_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go &lt;em&gt;jalan&lt;/em&gt; a while, then come back. But on the way we bumped into Andrea. Figuring out that the others are probably being typical Msians, we just ordered our drinks and had a pretty long reminiscing and catching up session.. our own little reunion. Haha. We literally sipped at our drinks with hopes that more will turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours passed and we gave up hope. But surprisingly more came! Yay! Three to be exact. Tana and Harvind came together, and Eric a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our drinks and then Andrea, Szen, Marv and I went window shopping. The other 3 went to A&amp;amp;W cause they hadn't eaten. Halfway, Andrea got a call. Lali and Jess were here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more reminiscing, catching up, gossips, eating and drinking &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(phew!)&lt;/span&gt;, we did more window shopping at Pull &amp;amp; Bear. Some of us ended up spending, which we couldn't help doing okay? It is the Mega Sale season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMwrkc7hI/AAAAAAAABJY/9o2oGEnMo7I/s1600-h/DSC01876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234393066124406290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMwrkc7hI/AAAAAAAABJY/9o2oGEnMo7I/s320/DSC01876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMwsVev-I/AAAAAAAABJg/5sf_8r3ldBc/s1600-h/DSC01877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234393066330046434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMwsVev-I/AAAAAAAABJg/5sf_8r3ldBc/s320/DSC01877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMw9ws6EI/AAAAAAAABJo/_6NVaeb8mYE/s1600-h/DSC01878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234393071007623234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMw9ws6EI/AAAAAAAABJo/_6NVaeb8mYE/s320/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Notice that Tana isn't in any of the photos? He was the photographer for the first. And when we were taking the other two, he's buying doughnuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, it was a good reunion. Though only 8 attended, it was equally as fun. Hope to do it again people! Probably nearer at a &lt;em&gt;mamak&lt;/em&gt; or somewhere? Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3691985030670253715?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3691985030670253715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3691985030670253715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3691985030670253715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3691985030670253715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-people-never-change.html' title='Some people never change'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKRMwrkc7hI/AAAAAAAABJY/9o2oGEnMo7I/s72-c/DSC01876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7097183722144812193</id><published>2008-08-08T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:11:55.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the 8th of August, 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKbeTg20GcI/AAAAAAAABKQ/JTohjnN5bDE/s1600-h/080808Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235116043683502530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKbeTg20GcI/AAAAAAAABKQ/JTohjnN5bDE/s320/080808Beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the Beijing Olympics begin today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait to watch the athletes in action! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKbeTi-Ic-I/AAAAAAAABKY/LlQbzDL3puU/s1600-h/beijing01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235116044251067362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKbeTi-Ic-I/AAAAAAAABKY/LlQbzDL3puU/s320/beijing01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darren out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7097183722144812193?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7097183722144812193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7097183722144812193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7097183722144812193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7097183722144812193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/08/triple-eight_08.html' title='Triple eight'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SKbeTg20GcI/AAAAAAAABKQ/JTohjnN5bDE/s72-c/080808Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-478855597246157271</id><published>2008-07-29T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:03:26.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Gaaarrrgghh.... my blog is so damn dead!!! And I have so many happenings I haven't blogged about! Crap! Um.. I guess the easiest thing is to just do a brief &amp;amp; summarized update. I'll start from the oldest happening to the most recent. Ready? Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..watched "Get Smart" with Marv at Cineleisure, which was a really random last minute thing. It was good. I enjoyed the laughing and the cool spy gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3l47XvjI/AAAAAAAABH0/mGn4zcrRzS8/s1600-h/002505870327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117991173766706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3l47XvjI/AAAAAAAABH0/mGn4zcrRzS8/s320/002505870327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..watched "Hancock" with Marv, Jon T, Adrian &amp;amp; Christy at Mid Valley GSC. Honestly, I was disappointed. The story and especially the ending wasn't what I expected at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mGns1TI/AAAAAAAABH8/zbyk6ofef3o/s1600-h/hancock_galleryteaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117994849359154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mGns1TI/AAAAAAAABH8/zbyk6ofef3o/s320/hancock_galleryteaser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..had a small drinking session at Jon T's place after "Hancock". We had some JD, Malibu, Midori and Finland Vodka. We discovered that Malibu and Coke taste like Vanilla Coke. I'm in love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mDeUDBI/AAAAAAAABIE/r6okUnHEGJQ/s1600-h/IMG_3397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117994004679698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mDeUDBI/AAAAAAAABIE/r6okUnHEGJQ/s320/IMG_3397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..had dinner with the Tunas. It was sorta like a "farewell gathering" cause Juls was going back to Aussie that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mX7Js_I/AAAAAAAABIM/k3ySeKfilNM/s1600-h/n728846469_1023322_3325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117999494345714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mX7Js_I/AAAAAAAABIM/k3ySeKfilNM/s320/n728846469_1023322_3325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..tried the new Dark Chocolate M&amp;amp;Ms. Awesomeness!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mi35T8I/AAAAAAAABIU/c_mC4UvaeQo/s1600-h/IMG_3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232118002433478594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3mi35T8I/AAAAAAAABIU/c_mC4UvaeQo/s320/IMG_3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..saw five silver &lt;span&gt;Myvis parked side-by-side, with one Sports Myvi in the middle! What a freakin' coincidence! The second from the right is mine. Lollers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2h4zq1YI/AAAAAAAABHM/HyEJ_0koWzU/s1600-h/IMG_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232116822910358914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2h4zq1YI/AAAAAAAABHM/HyEJ_0koWzU/s320/IMG_3445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..had creme caramel made by Marv. It was the first time he tried it at home. It was goooooddd!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2iESiZQI/AAAAAAAABHU/OSVM_yppeOc/s1600-h/IMG_3459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232116825992619266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2iESiZQI/AAAAAAAABHU/OSVM_yppeOc/s320/IMG_3459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..finished my finals and the second last semester! One more semester to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..helped with a surprise bday party for my Father's friend. His wife planned it for him. We had to wait a while for him to come home and were starving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2i2VvLRI/AAAAAAAABHk/ZH2TQp3yqnE/s1600-h/IMG_3478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232116839427812626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2i2VvLRI/AAAAAAAABHk/ZH2TQp3yqnE/s320/IMG_3478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2jCX6ggI/AAAAAAAABHs/_-AcGj_7xgM/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232116842658169346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2jCX6ggI/AAAAAAAABHs/_-AcGj_7xgM/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..had Strawberry Cheesecake Trifle at the above party. The trifle's made by Marv. Kudos bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2iUdOO-I/AAAAAAAABHc/YGTvZIUcMCE/s1600-h/IMG_3466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232116830332402658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw2iUdOO-I/AAAAAAAABHc/YGTvZIUcMCE/s320/IMG_3466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..got a waitering job at La Casa in DPC! Steph got it too. Our shift is from 11am-3pm. Sadly we don't get lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..had a farewell party for a church friend who is going to Negeri Sembilan cause of work. He's a sorta-fresh graduate but was offered to be an assistant manager for this estate in Rompin. Not bad, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the end of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-478855597246157271?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/478855597246157271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=478855597246157271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/478855597246157271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/478855597246157271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJw3l47XvjI/AAAAAAAABH0/mGn4zcrRzS8/s72-c/002505870327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2670211752910510913</id><published>2008-07-06T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:33:32.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cautionary whale</title><content type='html'>Marvin and I both pitched in some cash and bought 6 DVDs (buy 5, free 1) yesterday. But they were all for just RM40! Bargain man! Bargain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I do support DVD piracy. But it depends okay. Think about it. The original ones are so pricey! So if the pirated ones are really good quality &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and cheap)&lt;/span&gt;.. why not? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, one of the DVDs that we got was Juno. We unanimously decided to watch that first. It was really well done. Kudos to the director &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Jason Reitman)&lt;/span&gt; and especially the writer &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Diablo Cody)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that Juno was made to be such a sharp-tongued teen -- so cynical and full of sarcastic quips. Plus, once she'd accepted the fact that she's heavily preggers, she becomes so &lt;em&gt;selamba&lt;/em&gt; about it. Her constant sarcasm is hilarious but you must be quick to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. I also like the indie-ness of this movie and the many indie-sounding songs that acompanies it. I so wanna get the soundtrack! Yes.. I will be getting the original. FYI, all my albums are original. Happy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJMI_SApyrI/AAAAAAAABF0/Wc8_gTvIYpM/s1600-h/juno2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229533475566635698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJMI_SApyrI/AAAAAAAABF0/Wc8_gTvIYpM/s320/juno2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juno is a whip-smart teen confronting an unplanned pregnancy by her classmate Bleeker. With the help of her hot best friend Leah, Juno finds her unborn child a "perfect" set of parents: an affluent suburban couple, Mark and Vanessa, longing to adopt. Luckily, Juno has the total support of her parents as she faces some tough decisions, flirts with adulthood and ultimately figures out where she belongs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2670211752910510913?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2670211752910510913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2670211752910510913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2670211752910510913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2670211752910510913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/07/cautionary-whale.html' title='The cautionary whale'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SJMI_SApyrI/AAAAAAAABF0/Wc8_gTvIYpM/s72-c/juno2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-4838677372614516528</id><published>2008-07-03T21:56:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T02:07:17.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love photography!</title><content type='html'>Here are the photos from last Friday's morning-till-night-outing. A warning though.. this post is really long cause it's filled with the many, many photos taken throughout that whole day, most of it which I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a recap.. the places visited that day were Petaling Street, Mid Valley, Bangsar, Damansara Heights, Help University College and Sri Sinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8rurO3PI/AAAAAAAABFM/CMBLchMC3d8/s1600-h/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218823896409496818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8rurO3PI/AAAAAAAABFM/CMBLchMC3d8/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only photo of me at Petaling Street..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from a tinted glass wall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8sePD_zI/AAAAAAAABFU/guAzEgTaGY4/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218823909176246066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8sePD_zI/AAAAAAAABFU/guAzEgTaGY4/s320/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoying the "scenery"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8snkHHsI/AAAAAAAABFc/vhI8DySE_FM/s1600-h/IMG_3161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218823911680450242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8snkHHsI/AAAAAAAABFc/vhI8DySE_FM/s320/IMG_3161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Unique" KL fashion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man in a tank-top, blue tights, flip-flops and a yellow umbrella..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8swNx8iI/AAAAAAAABFk/Prfb2JYZt04/s1600-h/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218823914002706978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8swNx8iI/AAAAAAAABFk/Prfb2JYZt04/s320/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favourite photos of the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8tRlKcNI/AAAAAAAABFs/kq6ILGA92O0/s1600-h/IMG_3163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218823922959151314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8tRlKcNI/AAAAAAAABFs/kq6ILGA92O0/s320/IMG_3163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Interesting subjects, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not something you'd see everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6qTR2rqI/AAAAAAAABEk/-qb9NkvrOrs/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218821672852172450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6qTR2rqI/AAAAAAAABEk/-qb9NkvrOrs/s320/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another interesting subject..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A really traditional looking Chinese old lady wearing pink Crocs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6rII-UxI/AAAAAAAABE0/2CKk7owltfc/s1600-h/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218821687042003730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6rII-UxI/AAAAAAAABE0/2CKk7owltfc/s320/IMG_3176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This chi hua hua is so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6qkZAxXI/AAAAAAAABEs/bTEkUKkS9SU/s1600-h/IMG_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218821677445596530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6qkZAxXI/AAAAAAAABEs/bTEkUKkS9SU/s320/IMG_3175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's waving hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6rX1WNfI/AAAAAAAABE8/KquDW_azSMs/s1600-h/IMG_3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218821691254650354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6rX1WNfI/AAAAAAAABE8/KquDW_azSMs/s320/IMG_3182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This siberian husky has amazing blue eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6rsmk1vI/AAAAAAAABFE/9NnOBWZ1zI8/s1600-h/IMG_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218821696829839090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz6rsmk1vI/AAAAAAAABFE/9NnOBWZ1zI8/s320/IMG_3174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disturbing an innocent puppy. Tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3PN0o-9I/AAAAAAAABEE/RA_oDwONSRc/s1600-h/IMG_3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218817908996111314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3PN0o-9I/AAAAAAAABEE/RA_oDwONSRc/s320/IMG_3186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adrian and his giant bone-r!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3PYoinEI/AAAAAAAABEM/7Z7ggI1jYd8/s1600-h/IMG_3188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218817911898152002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3PYoinEI/AAAAAAAABEM/7Z7ggI1jYd8/s320/IMG_3188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the disadvantages of being the photographer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3P-ronXI/AAAAAAAABEU/kK4esY55XDA/s1600-h/IMG_3190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218817922111675762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3P-ronXI/AAAAAAAABEU/kK4esY55XDA/s320/IMG_3190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christy wanted chestnuts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3QN97BOI/AAAAAAAABEc/81bR55hSo1s/s1600-h/IMG_3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218817926214911202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz3QN97BOI/AAAAAAAABEc/81bR55hSo1s/s320/IMG_3192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another favourite photo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0-PYrtII/AAAAAAAABDU/Cabh3vo39OE/s1600-h/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218815418334688386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0-PYrtII/AAAAAAAABDU/Cabh3vo39OE/s320/IMG_3195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at the size of those breads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too bad we didn't try them though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0-ugc5_I/AAAAAAAABDc/8mqk57YqgEU/s1600-h/IMG_3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218815426688772082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0-ugc5_I/AAAAAAAABDc/8mqk57YqgEU/s320/IMG_3196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prawn &lt;em&gt;Mee Hoon&lt;/em&gt; for Christy and I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0_CJor5I/AAAAAAAABDk/fFKzs9SPA_4/s1600-h/IMG_3198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218815431961784210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0_CJor5I/AAAAAAAABDk/fFKzs9SPA_4/s320/IMG_3198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wantan&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mee&lt;/em&gt; for Adrian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No &lt;em&gt;char siew&lt;/em&gt; but extra &lt;em&gt;wantan&lt;/em&gt;s..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0_UVPgOI/AAAAAAAABDs/P2inhndYME8/s1600-h/IMG_3199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218815436842303714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0_UVPgOI/AAAAAAAABDs/P2inhndYME8/s320/IMG_3199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wantan Mee&lt;/em&gt; for Marv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With the usual ingrediants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0_29A7eI/AAAAAAAABD0/maZQD6FW5no/s1600-h/IMG_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218815446135926242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz0_29A7eI/AAAAAAAABD0/maZQD6FW5no/s320/IMG_3197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orange juice, &lt;em&gt;teh ais&lt;/em&gt; and cold barley..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyt17FP7I/AAAAAAAABCs/oAg0tIfZHTM/s1600-h/IMG_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218812937598484402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyt17FP7I/AAAAAAAABCs/oAg0tIfZHTM/s320/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Anglia Apple promoters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyuW2yUKI/AAAAAAAABC0/Z8gA9QHV1vg/s1600-h/IMG_3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218812946438836386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyuW2yUKI/AAAAAAAABC0/Z8gA9QHV1vg/s320/IMG_3206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that's just so cool and innovative!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyuiqjbMI/AAAAAAAABC8/JnbX_OJOEb4/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218812949608754370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyuiqjbMI/AAAAAAAABC8/JnbX_OJOEb4/s320/IMG_3204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The half finished sample..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyuyuLedI/AAAAAAAABDE/To28qP_AbOs/s1600-h/IMG_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218812953918929362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyuyuLedI/AAAAAAAABDE/To28qP_AbOs/s320/IMG_3209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken by adrian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't like photos taken while I eat la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unless I ask you to, then it's a different story :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyvfl0NnI/AAAAAAAABDM/HAHptupePDI/s1600-h/IMG_3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218812965963445874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzyvfl0NnI/AAAAAAAABDM/HAHptupePDI/s320/IMG_3211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marv (by Adrian)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwMXbAGHI/AAAAAAAABCE/l7kcCN7ePjM/s1600-h/IMG_3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218810163451926642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwMXbAGHI/AAAAAAAABCE/l7kcCN7ePjM/s320/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwMg7bgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/sjNr33Z8rgg/s1600-h/IMG_3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218810166003860258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwMg7bgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/sjNr33Z8rgg/s320/IMG_3213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christy (by Adrian)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwNA5eEII/AAAAAAAABCU/ybjke5zb64Y/s1600-h/IMG_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218810174585573506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwNA5eEII/AAAAAAAABCU/ybjke5zb64Y/s320/IMG_3216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beware of stalkers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This guy stalks high school girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwNel1p3I/AAAAAAAABCc/3jEuqa-Mekw/s1600-h/IMG_3217+modified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218810182556297074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwNel1p3I/AAAAAAAABCc/3jEuqa-Mekw/s320/IMG_3217+modified.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet another favourite photo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwOOQ9dtI/AAAAAAAABCk/Vo3vsKzAo3Q/s1600-h/IMG_3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218810195353630418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzwOOQ9dtI/AAAAAAAABCk/Vo3vsKzAo3Q/s320/IMG_3219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was forced to take this photo..&lt;br /&gt;That girl in blue has an "amazing" fashion sense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrkqiNREI/AAAAAAAABBk/S_MaW2Zaixk/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805083341145154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrkqiNREI/AAAAAAAABBk/S_MaW2Zaixk/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrkS_E0uI/AAAAAAAABBc/4HSrweNaK9I/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805077019775714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrkS_E0uI/AAAAAAAABBc/4HSrweNaK9I/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw this on the way out of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the LONG passage way from the cinema theatre..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrlfyPqDI/AAAAAAAABBs/0IXyBlja2wA/s1600-h/IMG_3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805097635489842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrlfyPqDI/AAAAAAAABBs/0IXyBlja2wA/s320/IMG_3222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupidae Maximus Adrianys&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A new and rare dog breed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrl7zEHyI/AAAAAAAABB0/tjO_xOmgs5E/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805105155120930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrl7zEHyI/AAAAAAAABB0/tjO_xOmgs5E/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At Mooie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrmEZeXuI/AAAAAAAABB8/QHY0j3Aedjk/s1600-h/IMG_3226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805107463708386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzrmEZeXuI/AAAAAAAABB8/QHY0j3Aedjk/s320/IMG_3226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clockwise from top left:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nescafe Susu Lembu, Teh SL Ais, Teh SL Panas, Limau Ais&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoW-aFWTI/AAAAAAAABA0/pzqKdZfMKN0/s1600-h/IMG_3227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801549622729010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoW-aFWTI/AAAAAAAABA0/pzqKdZfMKN0/s320/IMG_3227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marv's &lt;em&gt;Nasi Goreng Ayam&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoXbaVKmI/AAAAAAAABA8/psOtJqLJ5io/s1600-h/IMG_3229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801557408393826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoXbaVKmI/AAAAAAAABA8/psOtJqLJ5io/s320/IMG_3229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adrian's &lt;em&gt;Nasi Goreng Kampung&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Christy had &lt;em&gt;Roti Sardin&lt;/em&gt; and I had &lt;em&gt;Murtabak Kambing&lt;/em&gt;. But I forgot to take photos of them. I can be such a noob sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoXp2AMZI/AAAAAAAABBE/7tCUbU_5qfg/s1600-h/IMG_3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801561282556306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoXp2AMZI/AAAAAAAABBE/7tCUbU_5qfg/s320/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoX8fUfOI/AAAAAAAABBM/wpv6ZZ2NDTo/s1600-h/IMG_3232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801566287690978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoX8fUfOI/AAAAAAAABBM/wpv6ZZ2NDTo/s320/IMG_3232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people promoting Maxis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoYfB14JI/AAAAAAAABBU/RvutICOtvwc/s1600-h/IMG_3240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801575559291026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzoYfB14JI/AAAAAAAABBU/RvutICOtvwc/s320/IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzldrv2FKI/AAAAAAAABAM/7RP2zfTgckQ/s1600-h/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798366337930402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzldrv2FKI/AAAAAAAABAM/7RP2zfTgckQ/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzleAPnUVI/AAAAAAAABAU/Y0VF2ov9Pnw/s1600-h/IMG_3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798371839889746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzleAPnUVI/AAAAAAAABAU/Y0VF2ov9Pnw/s320/IMG_3249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An awesome twist to a performance with bagpipes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kudos to those guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzle0TLeNI/AAAAAAAABAk/dRyaiZmarhI/s1600-h/IMG_3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798385813485778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzle0TLeNI/AAAAAAAABAk/dRyaiZmarhI/s320/IMG_3257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marv and I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amber disturbing at the back. T&lt;em&gt;eruk&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzlfU1Mg3I/AAAAAAAABAs/QN2rxtYImDc/s1600-h/IMG_3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798394546094962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzlfU1Mg3I/AAAAAAAABAs/QN2rxtYImDc/s320/IMG_3256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amber, Steph, Christy and Erisha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhgS0rvJI/AAAAAAAAA_k/bAXnNjigfvM/s1600-h/IMG_3258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218794013140434066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhgS0rvJI/AAAAAAAAA_k/bAXnNjigfvM/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Members of the Tuna Family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhgg_IK0I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ML5SFXIbAo4/s1600-h/IMG_3264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218794016942336834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhgg_IK0I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ML5SFXIbAo4/s320/IMG_3264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The crowd enjoying the concert on the stairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzleerKWMI/AAAAAAAABAc/_0oMCNoYIkY/s1600-h/IMG_3254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798380008495298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzleerKWMI/AAAAAAAABAc/_0oMCNoYIkY/s320/IMG_3254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KVin and Erisha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhhG8mo-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/iS4po7BdzO0/s1600-h/IMG_3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218794027132298210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhhG8mo-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/iS4po7BdzO0/s320/IMG_3271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christy and Adrian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jon Ti disturbing at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can shake hands with Amber la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhhji4aAI/AAAAAAAAA_8/gcQ019LpM_o/s1600-h/IMG_3274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218794034809038850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhhji4aAI/AAAAAAAAA_8/gcQ019LpM_o/s320/IMG_3274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The PARTs dancers! Kudos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhiIsG-sI/AAAAAAAABAE/I9QMmP5jcjk/s1600-h/IMG_3281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218794044779854530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzhiIsG-sI/AAAAAAAABAE/I9QMmP5jcjk/s320/IMG_3281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw this car at the parking lot outside Help..&lt;br /&gt;Interesting and cool concept..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdLllHnxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/B9Tk-sikVgI/s1600-h/IMG_3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789259351662354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdLllHnxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/B9Tk-sikVgI/s320/IMG_3287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met some fellow former KBians at Old Town White Coffee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdL2A5C9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/yTR9s-yOfY8/s1600-h/IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789263763114962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdL2A5C9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/yTR9s-yOfY8/s320/IMG_3286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone ordered the Iced Honey Lemon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our throats were damn sore from all the shouting and screaming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdMZikQQI/AAAAAAAAA_M/8d-K4O60RYE/s1600-h/IMG_3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789273299599618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdMZikQQI/AAAAAAAAA_M/8d-K4O60RYE/s320/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaya and Butter Toast for Amber, Marv and I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdMhf7JCI/AAAAAAAAA_U/WZApVw4oLs4/s1600-h/IMG_3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789275436000290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdMhf7JCI/AAAAAAAAA_U/WZApVw4oLs4/s320/IMG_3289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuna Sandwich for Erisha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdNJIS8xI/AAAAAAAAA_c/qnobKTs_JoM/s1600-h/IMG_3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789286074315538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGzdNJIS8xI/AAAAAAAAA_c/qnobKTs_JoM/s320/IMG_3290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Garlic Bread for Steph..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end! So that's how many photos that were taken throughout the whole of last Friday. Damn alot eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;But surprisingly my camera's battery managed to last the whole day without exhausting. I guess I made a good choice by buying this model. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-4838677372614516528?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/4838677372614516528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=4838677372614516528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4838677372614516528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4838677372614516528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-photography.html' title='I love photography!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGz8rurO3PI/AAAAAAAABFM/CMBLchMC3d8/s72-c/IMG_3154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5342778411719802911</id><published>2008-07-02T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:55:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yipadee-doo-dah! Yipadee-day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My oh my, what a wonderful day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I seriously love that song. Really suits how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've managed to ignore all the 3550 something requests on my Facebook! Yupz.. I had that many requests. The reason's cause it's been damn long since I last checked my Facebook. And the problem is, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, everytime I enter Facebook and check my requests, the computer would jam and not respond. Then I would get really fed up and just close the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow, luckily the connection in the computer lab is fast today. What a miracle, right? So thanks to that, I got to ignore and get rid of all those fcuking annoying application requests. Now I just got to check my 85 friend requests and I'm done. Lollers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on maybe I'd be more hardworking and check my Facebook more often. Then maybe this won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5342778411719802911?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5342778411719802911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5342778411719802911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5342778411719802911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5342778411719802911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/07/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5094585112283364630</id><published>2008-07-02T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:15:45.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is a virtue</title><content type='html'>Hey, people. Really sorry for keeping you all waiting for the photos from my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that my computer's memory is super low. With five people sharing one computer, I'm sure you can imagine how much junk each of us have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow, cause of the low memory, I can't upload anything from my camera. We're trying to solve the problem by deleting old and useless stuff, which might take some time. So I guess you people have to wait a little longer eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, even I'm bummed about this situation okay. There's nothing I can do but wait as well. So don't get all mad and shite. Plus I did say I'm sorry. So just be good people and wait patiently, okay? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5094585112283364630?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5094585112283364630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5094585112283364630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5094585112283364630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5094585112283364630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/patience-is-virtue.html' title='Patience is a virtue'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1286794353677242032</id><published>2008-07-01T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:58:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be the worst MOH ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Watched 'Made of Honour' at OU with Marvin today.Was supposed to watch at Cineleisure, but changed our mind last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were done for the day, and I really didn't feel like going home yet. So I texted Marv and suggested to go for a movie. He replied, &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Up to you la."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, the movie's real funny. And I love the awesome scenery in the scenes in Scotland. Damn la. I can't believe the crew actually went all the way to Scotland to film those scenes. Seriously, they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite part of the movie &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and Marv's too)&lt;/span&gt; was during the bridal shower, when the sex-toy-seller lady took out the glow-in-the-dark thunder beads and Granma Pearl put in on like a necklace. Hilarious man! Everyone in the theatre was laughing balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favourite is the guy's getting in touch with their feminine side: curling ribbons, making gift basket arrangements and stuff. Damn 7 funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go watch the movie. It's worth watching for the laughter. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made of Honour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGtKYNS76WI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ISbD9WIE208/s1600-h/made-of-honour-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218346372985252194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGtKYNS76WI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ISbD9WIE208/s320/made-of-honour-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Tom life is good: he's sexy, pretty &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(according to his father)&lt;/span&gt;, successful, has great luck with the ladies and knows he can always rely on Hannah, his delightful best friend and the one constant in his life. It's the perfect setup until Hannah goes overseas to Scotland on a six-week business trip.. and Tom is stunned to realize how empty his life is without her. He resolves that when she gets back, he'll ask Hannah to marry him - but is floored when he learns that she has become engaged to a handsome, wealthy and very perfect Scotsman and plans to move overseas. When Hannah asks Tom to be her "maid" of honor, he reluctantly agrees to fill the role.. only so he can attempt to woo Hannah and stop the wedding before it's too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1286794353677242032?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1286794353677242032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1286794353677242032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1286794353677242032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1286794353677242032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-be-worst-moh-ever.html' title='How to be the worst MOH ever'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGtKYNS76WI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ISbD9WIE208/s72-c/made-of-honour-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1105672402995128186</id><published>2008-06-28T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:45:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello fatties!</title><content type='html'>As said in my previous post, I watched 'Run Fat Boy Run' at Mid Valley with Marv, Adrian and Christy. We decided to watch at MV since it's the nearest mall to Petaling Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's really touching and pretty inspiring. It's basically about not being a "chicken" by running from love, commitment and responsibility. Also it's a comedy, so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I like that they use British actors cause it's kind of a British based movie. Even the American actors fake the accent perfectly. I dunno la. I just really like the British accent. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character, Dennis Doyle's son, Jake is super cute! Seriously damn fcuking cute la. And then when he speaks it increases the cuteness factor even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGs0tuCNnGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Q-hlGVbljCU/s1600-h/jake+(matthew_fenton).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218322553294920802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGs0tuCNnGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Q-hlGVbljCU/s320/jake+(matthew_fenton).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew Fenton as Jake Doyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't he seriously adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another thing I liked is the fact that David Walliams of 'Little Britain' is in the movie. He's super funny la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So all in all, the movie is really worth watching, both to inspire you and to give you stomach cramps from all the laughing. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darren out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Run Fat Boy Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGsxeZ8aw2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/cv1LDtNciDs/s1600-h/run-fatboy-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218318991668986722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGsxeZ8aw2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/cv1LDtNciDs/s320/run-fatboy-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago Dennis left Libby, his pregnant fiancee at the altar. He ran for the hills and has been going in circles with everything that he does ever since. When Dennis discovers Libby's hooked up with high-flying-go-getter Whit, he realizes it's now or never. He enters a marathon to show he's more than a quitter but then finds out just how much sweat, strain and tears it takes to run for 26 miles. Nobody gives him a chance but Dennis knows this is his only hope to being more than a running joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1105672402995128186?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1105672402995128186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1105672402995128186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1105672402995128186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1105672402995128186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-fatties.html' title='Hello fatties!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGs0tuCNnGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Q-hlGVbljCU/s72-c/jake+(matthew_fenton).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-649418146822140450</id><published>2008-06-28T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:45:06.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going places</title><content type='html'>To summarize what I'm about to write, I went to damn alot of places with Marv, Adrian and Christy yesterday. We first went to Petaling Street, then to Mid Valley, Bangsar, Damansara Heights, Help University College and lastly to Sri Sinar in Kepong. A super long and tiring day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the full "story".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was them lovebirds who suggested that we go to Petaling Street to spend the day, instead of the usual movies at OU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I agreed to go is cause I can take photos for my major Photography assignment. At PS, I happily snapped photos of pratically everything that's interesting. Got some really awesome shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am obsessed with photography now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at some food court in PS. There were some people promoting the new Anglia Apple. They did it in pairs, a girl and a guy. The girls did the talking, while the guys poured out the samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were carrying this big-ass replica of the can, which actually contains all the cans and cups for sampling, and the fliers. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we were supposed to crash at Jon's house to bathe and get ready for the Help charity concert thingy that night. But the fella was at Summit rock-climbing and would only leave at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had plenty of spare time, we decided to go watch a movie at Mid Valley, which is the nearest mall to PS. We watched 'Run Fat Boy Run'. Will talk about the movie in another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, Jon still needed some time to get home. We went to Bangsar cause there was this pair of sunglasses that I really wanted to get. Sadly someone had beat me to it. Fcuking piece of shite. Hate it when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Then we went to Mooie, cause Marv still insists he wants a sock monkey. He still couldn't get one though. And later we had dinner at Nirvana. Food and drinks were quite good, especially the &lt;em&gt;Nescafe Susu Lembu&lt;/em&gt; that Adrian ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Jon finally said that he was nearly home. So we went to his place, and everyone quickly showered and got ready. We were already late for the concert. But it didn't matter, cause we were fashionably late. Lollers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was honestly quite boring cause there were to many singing acts back-to-back. The only acts that fired-up the audience were the bagpipes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes I'm serious.. bagpipes)&lt;/span&gt;, the lucky draw session, the 'Best Dressed Male and Female' voting session, and the PARTS performance &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which was awesome! Good job guys!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy, Amber, Erisha, Steph, Marvin and I left before the event ended cause it was getting late. After dropping Christy home, we went to Old Town White Coffee at Sri Sinar cause the girls hadn't had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya.. like I said it was a long, LONG day. Hence, the long post. So I hope you don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post all the photos in a later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-649418146822140450?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/649418146822140450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=649418146822140450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/649418146822140450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/649418146822140450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/going-places.html' title='Going places'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7674637065728568565</id><published>2008-06-24T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:46:53.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Bday to Lisa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She's my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGuS4ntc_DI/AAAAAAAAA-c/o-1f-BWePww/s1600-h/n537308320_648422_8101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218426094668807218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGuS4ntc_DI/AAAAAAAAA-c/o-1f-BWePww/s320/n537308320_648422_8101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Bday to Elaine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;She's my cousin sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGuS4rKE5AI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ZzGH-mNSOv8/s1600-h/n714228077_514770_9606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218426095594169346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGuS4rKE5AI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ZzGH-mNSOv8/s320/n714228077_514770_9606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7674637065728568565?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7674637065728568565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7674637065728568565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7674637065728568565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7674637065728568565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/bday-wish.html' title='Bday Wish'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGuS4ntc_DI/AAAAAAAAA-c/o-1f-BWePww/s72-c/n537308320_648422_8101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8235247682795359807</id><published>2008-06-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:47:45.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother fishnet stockings!</title><content type='html'>OMG la. As of today, I officialy hate, hate, HATE Mondays! It's official! Seriously. I really dunno why it's always my Mondays that fcuking suck! Hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGICv2xa72I/AAAAAAAAA98/C_c2-MqvmTk/s1600-h/Garfield_Mondays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215734339628363618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGICv2xa72I/AAAAAAAAA98/C_c2-MqvmTk/s320/Garfield_Mondays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please explain? Cause I really wanna know.. seriously I do. Please &amp;amp; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8235247682795359807?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8235247682795359807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8235247682795359807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8235247682795359807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8235247682795359807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/mother-fishnet-stockings.html' title='Mother fishnet stockings!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SGICv2xa72I/AAAAAAAAA98/C_c2-MqvmTk/s72-c/Garfield_Mondays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2442046309032367592</id><published>2008-06-22T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:50:45.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like a maze..</title><content type='html'>Went to Times Square with Marv, Erisha, Amber, Kathy, Juls and Damien &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Juls' bf)&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Juls just came home from Aussie, so we're taking the opportunity to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marv had some replacement class in the morning, so we had to wait for him before we can go. And we waited damn long okay! All thanks to his stupid lecturers. Hate them la. Useless buggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! We got into an accident just outside Amber's house, which pulled us off schedule even more. It was basically just a scrape-through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Myvi wasn't that badly "wounded", just some of the other car's paint on our bumper &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which washed off easily)&lt;/span&gt; and a couple of scratches. The other car got it bad: slightly dented door, torn skirting and big scratches. Tsk.. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.. we were seriously off schedule. Plan was to meet at the Kepong KTM station by 10am plus, but cus of Marv &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not directly blaming you okay?)&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we were only there slightly after noon. And poor Damien, who was supposed meet us Tunas there, was waiting the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached TS, everyone was starving balls! We decided that since we hadn't eaten our favourite &lt;em&gt;tom yam mee hoon&lt;/em&gt; at Johnny's in a long time, that's where we're having lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch was SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Here's a warning.. if you're someone who has a bad memory and an equally bad sense of direction, then don't ever come to TS to shop, cause you are sure to get yourself lost! That is unless you go with a friend who has either one of those said qualities. Then it's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the girls were basically finding stuff for their new online boutique, Garde-Robe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://garderobe-mode.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/garde-rb/logo-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sorta bought something, except Juls and Damien. We all went straight home after, cause Juls' dad didn't allow her to stay out till night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's understandable la, since she just got home. Plus it's the weekend. Obviously her dad might want to have dinner together or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post pictures in a later post. Sorry for any disappointment or trouble caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2442046309032367592?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2442046309032367592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2442046309032367592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2442046309032367592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2442046309032367592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-like-maze.html' title='Just like a maze..'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8406015075087804161</id><published>2008-06-18T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:48:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balinese inspired</title><content type='html'>My mum had just confirmed our Bali trip this August. Woot! I'll be going with Marv, my mummy dearest and my aunt from the 3rd till 6th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my mum made reservations at the Hard Rock Hotel at Kuta Beach. I've always wanted to stay at some HR Hotel, regardless of the country. And now I get to. Woot! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope mum doesn't cancel the reservation though. Cause she previously made bookings at this boutique hotel, but the place was somewhat old. So she canceled and chose HR instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali here I come! Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8406015075087804161?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8406015075087804161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8406015075087804161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8406015075087804161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8406015075087804161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/balinese-inspired.html' title='Balinese inspired'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8943365113438320975</id><published>2008-06-17T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:36:33.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new best friend..</title><content type='html'>Ms Irene, my Desktop lecturer, fell sick today. She canceled class. So I only had Law in the morning, and was free for the rest of the day. Marv was also done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to join Krys and Elissa, who were at Bangsar. They're finally able to shop now that their exams are over. Congrats girls! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked at a basement carpark next to Bangsar Village. The rate is RM1 per hour, which is better than RM5 for the 1st 3 hours at BV, but still quite pricey though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the girls at Gossips and quickly went for lunch. We were all starving! I hadn't had anything to eat since morning. We decided to have Japanese. So off we went to Sakae Sushi in BV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3ewmpeVI/AAAAAAAAA6s/eGc4NF4vd0Q/s1600-h/DSC01367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213047939008133458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3ewmpeVI/AAAAAAAAA6s/eGc4NF4vd0Q/s320/DSC01367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Us boys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3e9G20cI/AAAAAAAAA60/E1VfPcwsZ7U/s1600-h/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213047942364451266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3e9G20cI/AAAAAAAAA60/E1VfPcwsZ7U/s320/DSC01363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Them girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3fNjR_cI/AAAAAAAAA68/oQgyWW1SWuQ/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213047946778639810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3fNjR_cI/AAAAAAAAA68/oQgyWW1SWuQ/s320/DSC01369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicken Terriyaki Don for Elissa &amp;amp; I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3fYn-vMI/AAAAAAAAA7E/jjCdwHMN2fg/s1600-h/DSC01368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213047949751139522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3fYn-vMI/AAAAAAAAA7E/jjCdwHMN2fg/s320/DSC01368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tempura Don for Krys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3fZiVPhI/AAAAAAAAA7M/L-ZQmvR3TW8/s1600-h/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213047949995884050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3fZiVPhI/AAAAAAAAA7M/L-ZQmvR3TW8/s320/DSC01362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicken Katsu Don for Marv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's half eaten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh13nxBVhI/AAAAAAAAA6E/MrjmijU3CRc/s1600-h/DSC01366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046167109195282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh13nxBVhI/AAAAAAAAA6E/MrjmijU3CRc/s320/DSC01366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soft shell crab egg roll thingy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh13s2R4PI/AAAAAAAAA6M/eenM89c4eEM/s1600-h/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046168473428210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh13s2R4PI/AAAAAAAAA6M/eenM89c4eEM/s320/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salmon blossom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh136RwSXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/GRt7kXyTfKQ/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046172078328178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh136RwSXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/GRt7kXyTfKQ/s320/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salmon sushi.. my fav!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh13yJYQRI/AAAAAAAAA6c/2quDfTd2LOc/s1600-h/DSC01371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046169895715090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh13yJYQRI/AAAAAAAAA6c/2quDfTd2LOc/s320/DSC01371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby octopus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elissa was squirmish. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a satisfying lunch, we continued shopping in several of the small boutiques. Actually the girls continued shopping. Marv &amp;amp; I just followed and lent our opinions. But I did buy something. Will talk about that later. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, just so you know, this is my first time shopping around Bangsar. Today I learnt that it's pretty tiring shopping here. I mean, the amount of stairs one has to climb! My gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it is no doubt good exercise la. So I guess it ain't that bad. Especially after that hearty lunch. So don't grumble Darren Fong Hsin Wei. Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Mooie and Moca, which are sister boutiques. I don't like them for the clothes, cause they have a really limited selection of guy's clothes. But I love what they've done with the place. The deco of both interiors are awesome! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moca's deco is cafe/ restaurant/ bar inspired. Really interesting. Damn cool and unique. Plus they play alternative music. Mooie's deco is somewhat the same but is more playful and relaxed. They have a lot of toys and stuff everywhere.. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh132sxmJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fbaTscyjLs8/s1600-h/DSC01372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046171117918354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh132sxmJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fbaTscyjLs8/s320/DSC01372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1BmcCPcI/AAAAAAAAA5c/8SSQz9BeXns/s1600-h/DSC01373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213045239039802818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1BmcCPcI/AAAAAAAAA5c/8SSQz9BeXns/s320/DSC01373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Krys &amp;amp; Marv with some toys at Mooie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1ByfdKwI/AAAAAAAAA5k/_0YheRjR-do/s1600-h/DSC01374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213045242275375874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1ByfdKwI/AAAAAAAAA5k/_0YheRjR-do/s320/DSC01374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1CPH2UMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sedoiARjfi0/s1600-h/DSC01375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213045249960988866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1CPH2UMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sedoiARjfi0/s320/DSC01375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camwhoring outside Mooie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1CBvUTqI/AAAAAAAAA50/nRs-7qbVEjk/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213045246368435874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1CBvUTqI/AAAAAAAAA50/nRs-7qbVEjk/s320/DSC01376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1Cauq0GI/AAAAAAAAA58/FJE6MSGZ8AU/s1600-h/DSC01378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213045253076602978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh1Cauq0GI/AAAAAAAAA58/FJE6MSGZ8AU/s320/DSC01378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marv camwhoring with his Converse at some shop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alot of stairs-climbing, clothes-trying and what not.. we stopped at Starbucks for something cold to drink cause it was damn hot out. I hate hot days. Really, really hate hot days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all this shopping spree was quite productive. Elissa bought a tee from Mooie. Krys bought the most. She got 3 pieces, each from different shops. And I got something too.. a handstitched sock monkey from Mooie! I'm a happy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0T6_U5EI/AAAAAAAAA48/oKHUb5plu-A/s1600-h/IMG_3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213044454282552386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0T6_U5EI/AAAAAAAAA48/oKHUb5plu-A/s320/IMG_3085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I named him Theo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0UARx-JI/AAAAAAAAA5E/5rdxTi0hPUU/s1600-h/IMG_3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213044455702132882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0UARx-JI/AAAAAAAAA5E/5rdxTi0hPUU/s320/IMG_3056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sock monkeys are called Oooks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mine's a special edition! Sweeeeeeettt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0UrNQ4MI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HKtgGlGLu-Y/s1600-h/IMG_3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213044467225911490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0UrNQ4MI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HKtgGlGLu-Y/s320/IMG_3061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0VF5lGQI/AAAAAAAAA5U/TspQvxpC8hI/s1600-h/IMG_3058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213044474391107842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh0VF5lGQI/AAAAAAAAA5U/TspQvxpC8hI/s320/IMG_3058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8943365113438320975?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8943365113438320975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8943365113438320975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8943365113438320975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8943365113438320975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-new-best-friend.html' title='My new best friend..'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFh3ewmpeVI/AAAAAAAAA6s/eGc4NF4vd0Q/s72-c/DSC01367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-634896565690318998</id><published>2008-06-15T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:29:36.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all the daddies out there, especially mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFTgJe0_mgI/AAAAAAAAA40/MuUuHedrLkU/s1600-h/groovy_fathers_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212037122273286658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFTgJe0_mgI/AAAAAAAAA40/MuUuHedrLkU/s320/groovy_fathers_day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-634896565690318998?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/634896565690318998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=634896565690318998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/634896565690318998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/634896565690318998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day_15.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFTgJe0_mgI/AAAAAAAAA40/MuUuHedrLkU/s72-c/groovy_fathers_day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8754212504883603487</id><published>2008-06-14T12:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:04:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on Green</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the day of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;High on Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; event, which was organized by this semester's PR students. It was quite a success, if I say so myself. Lots of people showed up, the &lt;span&gt;entertainment was good, and almost everything went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good job guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Also, I love the fact that some students of KDU took the chance to show off their musical talents. Some of our very own talents were Project Void and 2 Smoking Barrels. You guys really rocked our socks! Woot! Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic8ReYgeI/AAAAAAAAA9M/VGYwjnKtm0Y/s1600-h/IMG_3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213089127978271202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic8ReYgeI/AAAAAAAAA9M/VGYwjnKtm0Y/s320/IMG_3048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic8zp4eLI/AAAAAAAAA9U/lMDietX4MMg/s1600-h/IMG_2960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213089137153308850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic8zp4eLI/AAAAAAAAA9U/lMDietX4MMg/s320/IMG_2960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The auditorium was packed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic9AF8rPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xh2DjCTres8/s1600-h/IMG_2962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213089140492250354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic9AF8rPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xh2DjCTres8/s320/IMG_2962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ashy &amp;amp; Sam at the drinks stand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Pink Lemonade is the bomb! Delish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are photos of some of the performers. These are all that I manage to snap and steal from others. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFieBcz44DI/AAAAAAAAA90/gTz8fxZTaiU/s1600-h/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213090316432236594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFieBcz44DI/AAAAAAAAA90/gTz8fxZTaiU/s320/IMG_3045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic9lGHhKI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VLz3h9oMfSw/s1600-h/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic95dKurI/AAAAAAAAA9s/j7uPHprU6F4/s1600-h/n825717228_513954_6041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213089155890461362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic95dKurI/AAAAAAAAA9s/j7uPHprU6F4/s320/n825717228_513954_6041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aunty Mabel's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibCblkQtI/AAAAAAAAA8k/UGrLqja42FY/s1600-h/IMG_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213087034748715730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibCblkQtI/AAAAAAAAA8k/UGrLqja42FY/s320/IMG_3046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibCs7oh5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/B2ThbPBekUE/s1600-h/n682788309_664650_9460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213087039404672914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibCs7oh5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/B2ThbPBekUE/s320/n682788309_664650_9460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibCtiYiTI/AAAAAAAAA80/VsjpC3t0rJs/s1600-h/n682788309_664652_166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213087039567202610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibCtiYiTI/AAAAAAAAA80/VsjpC3t0rJs/s320/n682788309_664652_166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Smoking Barrels ft. Eileen Shana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibDNDYagI/AAAAAAAAA88/GwI51pNHuPM/s1600-h/IMG_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213087048027105794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibDNDYagI/AAAAAAAAA88/GwI51pNHuPM/s320/IMG_3043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibDyO0VcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/qjdgqVI8O7c/s1600-h/IMG_2976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213087058007184834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFibDyO0VcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/qjdgqVI8O7c/s320/IMG_2976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Altimet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYUdnEfqI/AAAAAAAAA78/q41hHRjKPHw/s1600-h/n682788309_664657_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084045994655394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYUdnEfqI/AAAAAAAAA78/q41hHRjKPHw/s320/n682788309_664657_1870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaking what their mamas gave them to Altimet's "&lt;em&gt;Cantik&lt;/em&gt;"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYUnnrvrI/AAAAAAAAA8E/z88u873Ayio/s1600-h/IMG_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084048681582258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYUnnrvrI/AAAAAAAAA8E/z88u873Ayio/s320/IMG_3050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYU3ndhKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/vgWlx6RVm0c/s1600-h/n682788309_664661_3359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084052975617186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYU3ndhKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/vgWlx6RVm0c/s320/n682788309_664661_3359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYVIdqLqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/t7bQdNDs6G0/s1600-h/IMG_2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084057497906850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYVIdqLqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/t7bQdNDs6G0/s320/IMG_2987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Project Void..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYVu-AblI/AAAAAAAAA8c/bl1hWBxJeXk/s1600-h/IMG_3010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084067834130002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiYVu-AblI/AAAAAAAAA8c/bl1hWBxJeXk/s320/IMG_3010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lou &amp;amp; Pris of Project Void..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXMH4chXI/AAAAAAAAA7U/w66TgY10tCg/s1600-h/IMG_3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213082803211371890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXMH4chXI/AAAAAAAAA7U/w66TgY10tCg/s320/IMG_3006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zach of Project Void..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNHjJuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/vwAWpimwTZc/s1600-h/IMG_3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213082820301928466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNHjJuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/vwAWpimwTZc/s320/IMG_3044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNGDP08I/AAAAAAAAA7k/_QF0kpfjEGc/s1600-h/n682788309_664665_4874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213082819899675586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNGDP08I/AAAAAAAAA7k/_QF0kpfjEGc/s320/n682788309_664665_4874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John's Mistress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNRyq7oI/AAAAAAAAA7s/bP2-q9ym-as/s1600-h/n682788309_664726_5925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213082823051374210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNRyq7oI/AAAAAAAAA7s/bP2-q9ym-as/s320/n682788309_664726_5925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The organizers of the event..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNhsiX1I/AAAAAAAAA70/GA3Zw4lAXhk/s1600-h/IMG_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213082827320614738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFiXNhsiX1I/AAAAAAAAA70/GA3Zw4lAXhk/s320/IMG_3036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The stuff in the goodie bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Darren out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8754212504883603487?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8754212504883603487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8754212504883603487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8754212504883603487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8754212504883603487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-on-green.html' title='High on Green'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFic8ReYgeI/AAAAAAAAA9M/VGYwjnKtm0Y/s72-c/IMG_3048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1870887089602859565</id><published>2008-06-13T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:06:21.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Friday the 13th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was "Lady Luck" on your side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFKnskrB7qI/AAAAAAAAA4c/3il0AGG0CP8/s1600-h/chinese_calendar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211412103021325986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFKnskrB7qI/AAAAAAAAA4c/3il0AGG0CP8/s320/chinese_calendar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The date on a Chinese calendar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1870887089602859565?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1870887089602859565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1870887089602859565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1870887089602859565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1870887089602859565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/superstition_13.html' title='Superstition'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFKnskrB7qI/AAAAAAAAA4c/3il0AGG0CP8/s72-c/chinese_calendar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7012394977235584319</id><published>2008-06-12T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:35:22.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for Kung Fu fighting!</title><content type='html'>Watched 'Kung Fu Panda' with Lou and Gracie today. It was pretty last minute cause we only planned it last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky was supposed to join us but she went to play badminton with another bunch of friends instead. She freakin' missed out, man! The movie's definitely 100% better than playing badminton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said, the movie was awesome! It's fcuking HILARIOUS!!!! Seriously. It was laughs and.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;.. snorts throughout the movie. Yup, it's that funny! That is if you can get the jokes. But I don't think there's anyone who wouldn't cause the humor was pretty straight-forward and obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you didn't get them.. man, you SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it sure is an animated film that's worth watching. I feel like buying the DVD. Think it's a good idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFPsEotAmmI/AAAAAAAAA4s/FxE0R7_A9Gk/s1600-h/kung-fu-panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211768758187629154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFPsEotAmmI/AAAAAAAAA4s/FxE0R7_A9Gk/s320/kung-fu-panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the story about a lazy slacker panda, named Po, who is the biggest fan of Kung Fu around, which doesn't exactly come in handy while working every day in his family's noodle shop. Unexpectedly chosen to fulfill an ancient prophecy, Po's dreams become reality when he joins the world of Kung Fu and studies alongside his idols, the legendary Furious Five -- Tigress, Crane, Mantis, Viper and Monkey -- under the leadership of their guru, Master Shifu. But before they know it, the vengeful and treacherous snow leopard Tai Lung is headed their way, and it's up to Po to defend everyone from the oncoming threat. Can he turn his dreams of becoming a Kung Fu master into reality? Po puts his heart - and his girth - into the task, and the unlikely hero ultimately finds that his greatest weaknesses turn out to be his greatest strengths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7012394977235584319?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7012394977235584319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7012394977235584319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7012394977235584319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7012394977235584319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-time-for-kung-fu-fighting.html' title='It&apos;s time for Kung Fu fighting!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SFPsEotAmmI/AAAAAAAAA4s/FxE0R7_A9Gk/s72-c/kung-fu-panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-4174225635225192733</id><published>2008-06-11T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:41:37.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be Chinese..</title><content type='html'>Marv won a pair of seats to a dinner with Kylie Kwong at the Mandarin Oriental. If you didn't know, she's the host of the Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living's upcoming new show 'Kylie Kwong: My China'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dinner was yesterday night. I honestly did not expect that there were so many other winners. But my gawd, there were alot! There were still tables in the ballroom that were empty though.. about 3 I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, God really blessed us that last night. Cause we were originally placed at table 13, which was right at the back. Yeah I know.. that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then while we all introduced ourselves, a staff member came to our table and told us that we're being moved up to the front.. to table 7! And it gets better. Table 7 is right behind table 1, which is the VIP table where Kylie sits! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The night started off with a trailer for Kylie's new show. Then she came out, introduced herself and the show, and talked about her experiences will filming it. There's even a book with recipes and photos from the show, which was our door gift. Damn nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dinner is a 9 course one. All the dishes served are from Kylie's show and the book, except for the beef one which is the hotel's signature dish. The food's really good! Really simple, but good all the same. Oh! And we got to drink Moet sparkling wine. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was an awesome night. Really wonderful to get the chance to meet her. Thanks Marv for winning the seats. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, as you can see, I didn't post any photos. &lt;em&gt;Malas&lt;/em&gt; la.. hehe. But you can go to &lt;a href="http://marvinfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/journey-to-west.html"&gt;Marv's blog&lt;/a&gt; for the night's photos. He has them all up. Okay? Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-4174225635225192733?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/4174225635225192733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=4174225635225192733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4174225635225192733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/4174225635225192733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/proud-to-be-chinese.html' title='Proud to be Chinese..'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5778521835565654963</id><published>2008-06-09T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:03:49.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Hate' is a strong word</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SE81hukzzcI/AAAAAAAAA38/JA0fARcteGA/s1600-h/HateMondayGarfield%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210442147445329346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SE81hukzzcI/AAAAAAAAA38/JA0fARcteGA/s320/HateMondayGarfield%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially hate Mondays.. well, probably only this Monday. But anyways I just absolutely HATE today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up bright and early this morning just to finish up my slides for my Copyright presentation this Wednesday. I was so focused &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yeah, I know.. even I was suprised)&lt;/span&gt; that I lost track of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway typing, I randomly looked at the clock, which showed about 12.35 or something. I forgot. Oh and plus, my mum had lunch ready in the kitchen. So the point is by the time I shut down everything, bathed, ate and drove to college, I'd be late for class. The tutorial's at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't bother to rush. What's the point of rushing if I'm gonna be late anyways? Plus, I've never been late for any of my classes this semester. There's a first for everything, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I had another class &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a replacement class)&lt;/span&gt; at 2pm. Decided to just go for that instead. So I had my lunch and everything, then went to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I had a book that I had to return. So I returned that book, then went looking for Nicky or Lou. Found Lou at 103. Nicky, as usual, was at the smoking zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we didn't know where the replacement class was, Lou &amp;amp; I went to the staff room to find out. Here's what we found out, and basically is the reason why I hate today. Apparently the class was not confirmed, meaning it's not on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WTF??! That means I came all the way to college just to return a blardy book! OMG la. Damn sore, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that, children, is the super-long-winded story of why I hate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5778521835565654963?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5778521835565654963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5778521835565654963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5778521835565654963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5778521835565654963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/hate-is-strong-word.html' title='&apos;Hate&apos; is a strong word'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SE81hukzzcI/AAAAAAAAA38/JA0fARcteGA/s72-c/HateMondayGarfield%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-813782469904136462</id><published>2008-06-07T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:59:45.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muttons at Midnight</title><content type='html'>Was at McD in Centerpoint with Nicky DS, Gracie and Zach today. Zach wanted to have luch outside college so we just &lt;em&gt;teman&lt;/em&gt; him. Halfway talking, Nicky let Gracie and I hear these videos. Yes.. hear 'cause we had to share. So it's easier if we just hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both videos are by Justin and Vernon from the Singaporean radio station, 98.7FM Muttons at Midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video is of Vernon making a prank call to exploit this aunty's Singlish. The aunty's a caterer, so he's calling to make an order for food for a party he's having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second video is Justin and Vernon re-singing One Republic's "Apologise". Then they explain the meaning of the lyrics from James Blunt's "You're Beautiful" and Hoobastank's "The Reason".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some info so you'll understand the explanation for "The Reason". Prima Deli's sorta like Deli France.. the Singaporean version. They had a bad case of food poisoning at one point of time, which caused them to close down for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so listen closely and have a good laugh. ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZ--scvAM3I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZ--scvAM3I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny Songs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sir6znS_myc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sir6znS_myc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-813782469904136462?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/813782469904136462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=813782469904136462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/813782469904136462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/813782469904136462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/muttons-at-midnight.html' title='Muttons at Midnight'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8402158903885841085</id><published>2008-06-06T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:44:30.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bboy prodigy</title><content type='html'>Watched Ellen Degeneres' talkshow, Ellen, with my mum and the brat on Wednesday. One of her guests was Jalen Testerman, who's sorta famous in America for being a really young and amazing breakdancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, believe me.. he is brilliant! Well, for his age that is. But how often do you come across an amazing little bboy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is he's self-taught! He watched "You've Got Served" and a few other dance-based movies, thought that breakdancing's cool, and then decided to copy the moves from the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the part in the first video when Ellen asked what his favourite move was. His answer: &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Headspin. Because it get's dizzy and I fall down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww... so cute! Sigh, he's just so cute la! Even his voice is cute. And he's definitely gonna be one heck of an awesome bboy when he's older, and a very good-looking one for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywyas, you must watch these videos! Seriously.. you must, or you'll regret not being able to see this cutie in action and hear that voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the first video is of Jalen dancing on Ellen. The second's taken by some guy on YouTube. It shows Jalen dancing for a circle of pro breakdancers at the REC &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(whatever that means)&lt;/span&gt;. He even battles with a few of them a bit. Awesome kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Ellen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T57XcaZ3vBg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T57XcaZ3vBg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the REC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d26XQMMJxno&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d26XQMMJxno&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8402158903885841085?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8402158903885841085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8402158903885841085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8402158903885841085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8402158903885841085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/bboy-prodigy.html' title='Bboy prodigy'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-535336020218960264</id><published>2008-06-05T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T17:55:19.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the environment..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy World Environment Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEar89RcIXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/lnNbELRJ4WY/s1600-h/moottoritie-sateenkaari05_eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208039082828767602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEar89RcIXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/lnNbELRJ4WY/s320/moottoritie-sateenkaari05_eng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special day is also known as WED, which purpose might sound the same as Earth Day. But it isn't, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WED is hosted every year by a different city and commemorated all around the world throughout the week of June 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host for the World Environment Day 2008 will be New Zealand, with the main international celebrations scheduled for Wellington. The slogan for 2008 is "CO2, Kick the Habit! Towards a Low Carbon Economy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEazXtRcIYI/AAAAAAAAA30/xXz5nHmG33Q/s1600-h/wed.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208047238971662722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEazXtRcIYI/AAAAAAAAA30/xXz5nHmG33Q/s320/wed.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-535336020218960264?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/535336020218960264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=535336020218960264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/535336020218960264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/535336020218960264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/save-environment.html' title='Save the environment..'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEar89RcIXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/lnNbELRJ4WY/s72-c/moottoritie-sateenkaari05_eng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8641011167969720650</id><published>2008-06-05T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:44:14.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting sheeps</title><content type='html'>LMAO. I've officially not slept for 24 hours! Woohooooooo!!!! I woke up at 8 plus yesterday. Now it's about 8.25am and I'm still on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an acheivement. Seriously. Ugh.. fcuk la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just wanna to go to college, pass this stupid dumb-ass assignment up and come home. Then I can't wait till my head touches my soft, amazing pillow and go to sleep! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8641011167969720650?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8641011167969720650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8641011167969720650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8641011167969720650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8641011167969720650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/counting-sheeps_05.html' title='Counting sheeps'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8827033285816411511</id><published>2008-06-05T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:38:25.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep deprivation</title><content type='html'>Ugh! I'm so fatigued!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has caused me the following problems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;1) I have dark circles under my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;2) I start feeling tired even before midnight, around 10 plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;3) I have difficulty getting up on time, cause I feel like just going back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;4) My body kinda aches, but only once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;5) My nose started bleeding for no particular reason just a few minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;6) I keep pressing the wrong key on the keypad as I type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleeping time is so totally fucked up! No shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I do blame myself for not sleeping at my usual time. Like I said earlier, my eyes start dropping even before midnight. But then, I still shut it off and continue staying up till late, like what I'm doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF is wrong with me la??! I seriously can't take this anymore. I literally need my "beauty sleep" cause it's really making me "ugly", both physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I have an assignment to do now. The deadline's tomorrow. Yes, it's last minute work. Sorry la. I am a procrastinator anyways. So it's no surprise that I'll end up completing my assignments last minute, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't say anything. Shut up. Okay, back to work now. Goodnight humans. Pleasant dreams. I know I won't have any, so you can have mine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8827033285816411511?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8827033285816411511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8827033285816411511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8827033285816411511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8827033285816411511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/counting-sheeps.html' title='Sleep deprivation'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-1825703752581028458</id><published>2008-06-01T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:46:31.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moo juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;World Milk Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st June..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grab a glass and drink up, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk's super good for the body. It strengthens your bones, builds muscle and stuff. But I suggest low fat ones though. I dunno, but I'm told that it's healthier 'cause there's less fat? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmmtRcITI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YCBaCuxTnoY/s1600-h/milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207259146832585010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmmtRcITI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YCBaCuxTnoY/s320/milk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Milk's gooooooood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this milk ads when googling for a picture of a milk carton for this post. They're pretty good. I guess you should open the last two in a new window, so the copy'll be clearer. Okay? Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmnNRcIUI/AAAAAAAAA3U/JoCp2_7DJfw/s1600-h/hanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207259155422519618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmnNRcIUI/AAAAAAAAA3U/JoCp2_7DJfw/s320/hanna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Milk ad from Aussie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Hanna, damn cute la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmnNRcIVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ZnZdS0e-o8Q/s1600-h/hayden-panettiere-got-milk-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207259155422519634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmnNRcIVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ZnZdS0e-o8Q/s320/hayden-panettiere-got-milk-ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmndRcIWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/rAkPB2ZZexQ/s1600-h/masi-oka-got-milk-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207259159717486946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmndRcIWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/rAkPB2ZZexQ/s320/masi-oka-got-milk-ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A couple of ads from the Got Milk campaign..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Heroes special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-1825703752581028458?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/1825703752581028458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=1825703752581028458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1825703752581028458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/1825703752581028458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/moo-juice.html' title='Moo juice'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEPmmtRcITI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YCBaCuxTnoY/s72-c/milk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-8437260643357451112</id><published>2008-06-01T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:16:52.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay!!! Big Apple is now open at Desa Parkcity &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or DPC as I prefer to call it)&lt;/span&gt;. Finally la.. after months and months of waiting, it's finally open for business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought two boxes of half a dozen donuts. One's for ourselves. The other's for my dad's friend's kids who are home alone for the entire holidays. Their parents are overseas on a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we had to divide each of the 6 donuts into four; each of us &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(me, Marv, the brat, my mum)&lt;/span&gt; gets a quarter of each flavour. It wasn't much.. really little actually, but still good. They'll do for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELILtRcISI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aXBOPVk3xfM/s1600-h/IMG_2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944222650573090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELILtRcISI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aXBOPVk3xfM/s320/IMG_2737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Big Apple Donuts &amp;amp; Coffee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELEwdRcINI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5Jb9Rwk2-24/s1600-h/IMG_2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940455964254418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELEwdRcINI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5Jb9Rwk2-24/s320/IMG_2706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The donuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELExNRcIOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/B2QCC-VChJI/s1600-h/IMG_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940468849156322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELExNRcIOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/B2QCC-VChJI/s320/IMG_2713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how much each of us got.. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELExtRcIPI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NhZRe6mOYUU/s1600-h/IMG_2723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940477439090930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELExtRcIPI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NhZRe6mOYUU/s320/IMG_2723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All gone! Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELEyNRcIQI/AAAAAAAAA20/OTI24-AGl-U/s1600-h/IMG_2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940486029025538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELEyNRcIQI/AAAAAAAAA20/OTI24-AGl-U/s320/IMG_2731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELEydRcIRI/AAAAAAAAA28/utctKbKMFrs/s1600-h/IMG_2724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940490323992850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELEydRcIRI/AAAAAAAAA28/utctKbKMFrs/s320/IMG_2724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's finger lickin' good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaarrgh! I can't wait for the next trip to a Big Apple outlet! More donuts, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Especially the Iceberg, which I have NEVER tried! Everytime I go to any of the outlets, they'll be out of the Iceberg donuts. Can you believe that?! Damn sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-8437260643357451112?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/8437260643357451112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=8437260643357451112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8437260643357451112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/8437260643357451112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/06/donuts.html' title='Donuts!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SELILtRcISI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aXBOPVk3xfM/s72-c/IMG_2737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-635463550073560584</id><published>2008-05-31T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:45:37.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough life</title><content type='html'>Watched a Korean thriller with Marv, my mum and my aunt this morning. The movie title is &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Shadows in the Palace' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(궁녀 - Goongnyeo)&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My aunt bought the DVD &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(fake one of course)&lt;/span&gt; without knowing that it's a thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that scary, but it's its goriness that is so real and in-your-face that gives me the chills. There are many scenes of the court maids being punished for their mistakes, be it a simple one or a serious one. Btw, this movie is based on South Korea's Joseon dynasty. It focuses on women and shows how they're treated cruelly in the palace, even by each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Back then, every court maiden &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(maid or nurse)&lt;/span&gt; must pledge her chastity &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a.k.a. virginity)&lt;/span&gt; to the King. The reason is that any one of them may be chosen by the King to be his concubine. If a maid is detected to have lost it, she will be accused of threason. Her punishment is death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A court maiden must also pledge to pretend that she did not see nor hear anything that might get a royal or themselves in trouble. So if she speaks, her tongue will be pulled out. They may also get rid of the girl if she is suspected to want to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if a maid steals, her fingers will be pierced with hot needles &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(forced under the fingernail till the flesh, which causes it to bleed till the nail dies and falls off)&lt;/span&gt;, or her hands will be chopped off. A court maiden who is suspected of a crime or betrayal will be tortured brutally by the supervising court maid and her cronies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus a maid will be chosen &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(based on her records or crime)&lt;/span&gt; to be sacrificed at their monthly maid's ritual. The sacrificing method is either by hanging or beheading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So now you know how difficult, scary and brutal it was to be a courts maid then. So anyways, everything I've told you above are depicted throughout the movie. Damn gory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you can somehow feel their pain. Some of the torture scenes are especially hard to watch. Disgustingly brutal.. ugh! There are other uber gory scenes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One faulty aspect of this movie is that it's pretty confusing throughout. The flashback scenes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which are plenty)&lt;/span&gt; aren't obvious, so we couldn't really tell when they were shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, most of the women look so damn alike that we had a lot of difficulty differentiating who from who. Same with the characters' names. But after a while, we managed to recognise most of the main characters, which made thing a lot more easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was overall a pretty interesting movie. Plus, I do like many things Korean, so ya. Okay, enough ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shadows in the Palace (궁녀)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEFT5NRcIBI/AAAAAAAAA08/U5mSqQAmMJ0/s1600-h/Shadows_in_the_Palace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534886497460242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEFT5NRcIBI/AAAAAAAAA08/U5mSqQAmMJ0/s320/Shadows_in_the_Palace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maid-in-waiting hangs herself within the palace walls. However, while performing an autopsy, palace medic Chun-ryung suspects murder and starts to investigate. With a sense of justice and full of wisdom, Chun-ryung bravely unmasks the deceptions, but soon confronts the veiled past, kept hidden by those with far more power than she had expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-635463550073560584?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/635463550073560584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=635463550073560584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/635463550073560584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/635463550073560584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/tough-life.html' title='Tough life'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEFT5NRcIBI/AAAAAAAAA08/U5mSqQAmMJ0/s72-c/Shadows_in_the_Palace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-5800219240487258803</id><published>2008-05-31T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:57:45.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke free</title><content type='html'>Today we observe the World No Tobacco Day. So put down that freakin' ciggie! You know it ain't good for you. So why not quit right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEEdv9RcIAI/AAAAAAAAA00/PTftkuJQufQ/s1600-h/no+smoking+drawing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206475353955770370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEEdv9RcIAI/AAAAAAAAA00/PTftkuJQufQ/s320/no+smoking+drawing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-5800219240487258803?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/5800219240487258803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=5800219240487258803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5800219240487258803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/5800219240487258803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/smoke-free.html' title='Smoke free'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEEdv9RcIAI/AAAAAAAAA00/PTftkuJQufQ/s72-c/no+smoking+drawing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3766728775270772288</id><published>2008-05-30T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:46:53.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEBmsdRcH_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/XlnytfsLEJE/s1600-h/2401454081_7b362b1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206274083198345202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEBmsdRcH_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/XlnytfsLEJE/s320/2401454081_7b362b1168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woohoooo..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my 100th post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I caught up pretty fast, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to my hard work in constantly updating my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(patting own back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darren out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3766728775270772288?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3766728775270772288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3766728775270772288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3766728775270772288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3766728775270772288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/100th-post.html' title='100th post!!!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEBmsdRcH_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/XlnytfsLEJE/s72-c/2401454081_7b362b1168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-3276113265410652411</id><published>2008-05-30T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:42:37.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super yum-tastic!</title><content type='html'>Watched 'Superhero Movie' with Marv today. It's screening time is the only one that suits our "schedule".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the movie &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(screening time was at 2.50pm)&lt;/span&gt;, we had lunch with our mummy dearest at Vietnam Kitchen, which is one of our usual eating spots whenever we're at OU. My mum was there for some retail therapy. Plus it's the sale season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways the movie was pretty hilarious. Certain scenes are somewhat dumb in the sense that it's totally unrealistic, but I do expect that since it's by the same guys who did the 'Scary Movie'. I'm sure you know what I mean, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all the movies I've seen from those guys, this is probably the best one yet. I really dunno why, but I just think it ain't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, check out the movie's official website: &lt;a href="http://www.superhero-movie.net/"&gt;http://www.superhero-movie.net/&lt;/a&gt;. I like the home page. Haha. It's somewhat disturbingly "cute", funny and.. well I dunno.. stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. don't get side-tracked now. Back to the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, after the movie, we met up with our mum. We went around and &lt;em&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/em&gt; for a while, then she suggested that we have dinner at the newly opened Sushi Zanmai. Woohoooooo...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEAEzNRcH9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/InWH4VTdIaw/s1600-h/logo_3387202924.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206166447022940114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEAEzNRcH9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/InWH4VTdIaw/s320/logo_3387202924.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something embarassing happened. Okay, let me get this straight.. it wasn't my fault. The stupid waitress placed my mum's hot green tea quite near the edge of the table and really near my menu. I didn't notice this at first. So once we were done ordering, I closed the menu and.. well, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw I saw a lecturer from KDU there. But I just pretend &lt;em&gt;tak nampak&lt;/em&gt;. Haha.. damn bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, their food.. OMG la. Freakin' delicious to max, seriously! Interesting and brilliant combination of flavours with uber-fresh ingredients &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(espacially the salmon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.. what more can a sushi fan ask for? We must go again some other time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Superhero Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEAEzdRcH-I/AAAAAAAAA0k/9Jx4K-leOxQ/s1600-h/superhero_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206166451317907426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEAEzdRcH-I/AAAAAAAAA0k/9Jx4K-leOxQ/s320/superhero_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comedy spoofs both the Spider-Man movies and other superflicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Riker is just your average ordinary dorky teenager until he's bitten by a genetically altered dragonfly. Acquiring the bug's powers, Rick transforms himself into the superhero the Dragonfly. He also gets his own supervillain to fight: the Hourglass, who has the ability to steal a person's lifeforce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-3276113265410652411?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/3276113265410652411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=3276113265410652411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3276113265410652411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/3276113265410652411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/super-yum-tastic.html' title='Super yum-tastic!'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SEAEzNRcH9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/InWH4VTdIaw/s72-c/logo_3387202924.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-6090713990783910161</id><published>2008-05-30T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:13:00.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 19th Bday Adrian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SCbj-2MQTHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ccTKQTfpVKY/s1600-h/P1080546+modified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199093488684125298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SCbj-2MQTHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ccTKQTfpVKY/s320/P1080546+modified.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-6090713990783910161?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/6090713990783910161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=6090713990783910161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6090713990783910161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6090713990783910161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/bday-wish_30.html' title='Bday Wish'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SCbj-2MQTHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ccTKQTfpVKY/s72-c/P1080546+modified.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-7931523750626395009</id><published>2008-05-28T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:51:27.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammy</title><content type='html'>That's the name of Hsin Yue's new Syrian Hamster. Ya, I know. Pretty typical name for a hamster, eh? Hammy the hamster. LOL. It's 'cause the &lt;em&gt;bodoh&lt;/em&gt; doesn't have any clue of what else to name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, when he and my mum came home with it, I jokingly suggested that he call it Furball. Then I suggested Hammy. And then, Leslie or Stuart. Hehe.. I came be so &lt;em&gt;mou liew&lt;/em&gt; sometimes. Anyways, I don't have to say which one he took for seriously, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he has a friend from school &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a senior)&lt;/span&gt; named Tammy. So he thought that it was really funny that he named his hamster, Hammy. Tsk.. what a &lt;em&gt;bodoh&lt;/em&gt; la! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Hammy's a she btw. No balls! Hsin Yue checked. And um.. if you don't know yet, Hsin Yue's my younger brother. Yup.. a spoiled brat and a real pain sometimes. Aren't they all? Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2Ij406alI/AAAAAAAAA0E/alSftDPWz84/s1600-h/IMG_2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466894441278034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2Ij406alI/AAAAAAAAA0E/alSftDPWz84/s320/IMG_2703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's Hammy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a cute little ball of fur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2Il406amI/AAAAAAAAA0M/4r-z38q3NT4/s1600-h/IMG_2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466928801016418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2Il406amI/AAAAAAAAA0M/4r-z38q3NT4/s320/IMG_2696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She loves to run on her wheel.. a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2ImY06anI/AAAAAAAAA0U/LW2VIEhIyjs/s1600-h/IMG_2694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466937390951026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2ImY06anI/AAAAAAAAA0U/LW2VIEhIyjs/s320/IMG_2694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the 'cage'.. but really doesn't look like one, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's just such a damn cool design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, the whole thing costs RM80 plus! Pricey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot. The &lt;em&gt;bodoh&lt;/em&gt; boy loves his new hamster so much, he plans to get another. But it's damn cheap anyways. Only RM15 per hamster. So what the heck, right? Hmm.. I wonder what he'll name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-7931523750626395009?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/7931523750626395009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=7931523750626395009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7931523750626395009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/7931523750626395009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/hammy.html' title='Hammy'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD2Ij406alI/AAAAAAAAA0E/alSftDPWz84/s72-c/IMG_2703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-6393516998286399402</id><published>2008-05-27T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:27:01.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loan sharks</title><content type='html'>Watched 'Ah Long Pte Ltd' with my mum and younger bro last night. Didn't have a choice anyways, 'cause they both wanted to watch it.. 2 against 1. Plus my dad "booked" the telly upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty worth it though. We had a really good laugh all throughout the movie, but that's what Jack Neo's movies are famous for right? This, I think, was the first time that he&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ever had both Singaporean and Malaysian actors in his movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we all liked Mark Lee's character, JoJo Fang a.k.a. Mr Fang. He's a straight but sissy-fied, naive and a-bit-the-&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;bodoh&lt;/em&gt; guy, who's always teased for his effeminity but tries to prove that he's really masculine. He's a dance instructor cum image stylist, turned PR and consultant to the Shao He Triad, which is lead by his wife, Li Hua (played by Fann Wong). He's the one who contributes to most of the humor in the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD0awI06acI/AAAAAAAAAy8/vS5s1VHM0es/s1600-h/img18722yn0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205346158615620034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD0awI06acI/AAAAAAAAAy8/vS5s1VHM0es/s320/img18722yn0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wedding photo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I guess this movie is only good because of the humor and its relativity. Some parts of it is somewhat draggy and ends up boring. But the humor always pulls it back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, watch it if you want to. But I must warn you that you must have a basic knowledge in Mandarin, Cantonese and Hokkien. If you don't then no point watching 'cause if you don't understand what's being said in a movie, why watch? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. I do have a basic knowledge in those three languages, okay. I'm not that much of a &lt;span&gt;"banana" as you think I am. So I did understand the dialogues.. shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah Long Pte Ltd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD0awY06adI/AAAAAAAAAzE/czer1bonp-Y/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205346162910587346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD0awY06adI/AAAAAAAAAzE/czer1bonp-Y/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"Ah Long Pte Ltd" is a light-hearted black comedy about the triad world and the money-lending business. The movie takes on a humorous and sarcastic treatment on the underworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depicts how a young lady, Li Hua tries to restructure her triad, the Shao He Triad, and the "a&lt;em&gt;h long&lt;/em&gt; (money-lenders) system" into a professional and 'loving' one that stands against the use of violence after she takes over from her triad leader who retired. Her various restructuring plans, which are no doubt very creative, bring about hilarious results. However, this restructuring was met with opposition from the majority of the "elders" in both her own and rival triads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Hua also suffers a nagging mother who constantly pressures her to get married. She finally relented and proposed to Mr. Fang, an effeminate dance instructor cum image stylist. Surprised to many and even herself, Mr. Fang accepted the proposal, wanting to prove his masculinity. Subsequently, Mr. Fang offers to help Li Hua out by introducing creative ways to reduce violent methods of debt collection. The unusual union, despite the misfits, soon blossom into love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-6393516998286399402?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/6393516998286399402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=6393516998286399402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6393516998286399402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/6393516998286399402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/loan-sharks.html' title='Loan sharks'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5sExdBE9_k/SD0awI06acI/AAAAAAAAAy8/vS5s1VHM0es/s72-c/img18722yn0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-2363745895063116073</id><published>2008-05-27T12:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:07:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant hair</title><content type='html'>Found this somewhat interesting video on Y! Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy, Joshua takes fake hair.. I think.. and puts them on his face and head. The video basically shows the process of him transforming from a stubbled-faced, balding guy into one who has a heavy beard and slighty balding head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and his friands did this video together. A total of 700 photos were used for its making. Seriously.. the art of creating a video using hundreds or even thousands of photos is just brilliant! I so want to learn how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough ramblings. Enjoy the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua putting on his face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="355" height="323"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.2" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=7283595&amp;vid=2319224&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sch/cn/video04/2319224_rnd130709cb_19.jpg&amp;embed=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="323" allowFullScreen="true" flashVars="id=7283595&amp;vid=2319224&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sch/cn/video04/2319224_rnd130709cb_19.jpg&amp;embed=1" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-2363745895063116073?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/2363745895063116073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=2363745895063116073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2363745895063116073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/2363745895063116073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/instant-hair.html' title='Instant hair'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657572247591795058.post-36474178459241778</id><published>2008-05-26T16:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:36:06.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starvation</title><content type='html'>Bloody hell! Kana-nyaput chi-bai ma-hai bastard! Motha-fucka! Salty bastard child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.. please forgive my profane mouth. I'm not normally that foul. I'm just so damn pissed! Actually, my whole family is damn pissed. Wanna know why? I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that this happened today, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already noon, which means lunchtime. So my mum suggested that we order pizza from _____ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(I will not say any names, so as I wouldn't get in trouble for defamation)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;since we haven't had it in about almost a year.. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, at 12.25pm I called up and ordered for a delivery. They promised that the delivery would come in 30 minutes time or we'll get a coupon. Which means the pizzas should come by 12.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12.55pm, no sign of the delivery guy. We thought: G&lt;em&gt;ood, they're late. We get a coupon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1pm, still no sign of the delivery guy. Then 1.15pm came and still no sign of him. I decided to call up and find out what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Hello, _____. How may I help you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"The pizzas I ordered were supposed by 12.55pm. Now it's already 1 plus and still no pizzas. Why's that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Sorry Mr Fong. We have excess order today. So all deliveries are late."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Oh okay. But the delivery will eventually come right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Yes sir. Probably a few more minutes. Sorry for the inconvenience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought: &lt;em&gt;Well, fine. Since they say the delivery orders are packed, we'll wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1.30pm, no sign of the pizza guy. 1.45pm.. still no pizza. We were all getting very pissed from the hunger. So I called again and I was passed to the Store Supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"It'll come in about 10 minutes, Mr Fong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's not very long. We'll wait. But then 1.55pm came.. and still no pizza. Just to keep you guys on track of the time here, they're late for an hour already.. ONE freakin' hour! They might as well give us the bloody pizzas for free, damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then surprise, surprise! They called us up, and it was Mr Supervisor on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Do you get your delivery yet?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Okay. I will call you back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Um, okay.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dead tone&lt;/span&gt;...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay. Like WTF just happened? And what's with the bad English? Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by then my mum was hungry to the max and equally pissed. She told us all to get changed and we'll go out to eat instead. Her plan was that the stupid pizza guy would come and ring the doorbell, but nobody's home. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Haha. Too bad, sucka!)&lt;/span&gt; With that, he'd call us and then my mum would "fire' him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at the Old Town White Coffee in Sri Sinar. Our totally empty stomachs were finally full. Happiness! Oh btw, don't ever order the White Coffee Enriched. Like the name says, it's seriously enriched, as in really &lt;em&gt;kau&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we realised that the stupid pizza people hadn't called us yet. Like WTF, right? My mum's theory was that the delivery guy came and just dropped off the pizzas with a note that says &lt;em&gt;"Sorry for the late pizzas. They're FOC."&lt;/em&gt; Haha. Like that'll ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached home, sure enough.. no pizzas. Damn. They're either really late and are still 'coming', or are not coming at all. Bloody hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously dumbstruck, man. So didn't expect _____'s service to be this bad. I mean, come on la. I know it's the holiday season and many are at home, which is why the delivery orders are 'overflowing'. But even that does NOT mean that it's excuseable for the pizzas to be this late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, they should just inform us that the pizzas would be really late. Then, maybe we wouldn't even bother to order and just go out to eat. Sigh. So dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657572247591795058-36474178459241778?l=darrenfong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/feeds/36474178459241778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6657572247591795058&amp;postID=36474178459241778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/36474178459241778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6657572247591795058/posts/default/36474178459241778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenfong.blogspot.com/2008/05/starvation.html' title='Starvation'/><author><name>Darren Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02707790009544725361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePvB2YNoBvA/TowcoXsYkhI/AAAAAAAABzc/6NGZZ1g9oRA/s220/Denim_2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
