<?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-1797205564201183999</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:50:45.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Truth that is sarcastically funny...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-47789996910236292</id><published>2011-08-22T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:02:24.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Rich</title><content type='html'>Ok I know that I am not rich yet. Far from it...but I can't help but think if one day what if I am really filthy rich, what would I set out to do?&lt;br /&gt;On top of my head, here are the things I wanna do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take my parents around the world, mostly China. Parents wanna go beijing for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give my parents a few hundred thousand for pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy a Maserati GT S. Black one.&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a good German Sedan car. Perhaps the new BMW 535i. White one.&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy a new place. Always wanted to live in Sunway Vivaldi. I am living a few doors away now but its my dream to stay there.&lt;br /&gt;6. Buy my sister a new car. She wanted a new car for a long long time. She is still driving a very old car.&lt;br /&gt;7. Buy my brother a new TV as a wedding gift.&lt;br /&gt;8. Set up a proper Financial Consultancy Company by the name of SPG. Means Sean Phan Group.&lt;br /&gt;9. Travel to Shanghai, Las Vegas, Seoul, London, New York and perhaps Malibu. I have a fren who have always wanted to go there(MALIBU) with the husband. Maybe I can go with them and become a light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;10. Donate some serious money to Charity. Agapei home most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I really wanna do when I am rich. I think in life when u have no money, you have nothing but if u have money you can have the best. BEST or NOTHING...I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-47789996910236292?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/47789996910236292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=47789996910236292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/47789996910236292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/47789996910236292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/08/becoming-rich.html' title='Becoming Rich'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8231374632700242650</id><published>2011-07-12T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:30:45.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Look Younger by Eating</title><content type='html'>Nowadays not only women want to look young so do men. Singaporean women are actually demanding their partners(men) to look younger by going for cosmetic surgery. Times of change, women are getting more and more demanding. Usually it starts in down-south before it gets here. So get yourself prepared guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that I like to eat actually gives us a boost to stay younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbfacQd7g7I/ThxhR0Dx8-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/hil2AI7V2yU/s1600/egg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbfacQd7g7I/ThxhR0Dx8-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/hil2AI7V2yU/s200/egg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eggs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich source of protein. Take adequate amount of eggs will keep your skin looking young. I think it can reduce hair loss as well. Cure baldness. Which explains why I have lotsa hair. Dun believe me? Some gals use eggs to nourish their hair. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz6JeCjricw/ThxlZbvg4mI/AAAAAAAAAZg/jSF_y4Knwlg/s1600/oyster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="163" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz6JeCjricw/ThxlZbvg4mI/AAAAAAAAAZg/jSF_y4Knwlg/s200/oyster.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oysters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like eggs except that oysters have more iron in them where it will help build nails, hair and skin. Usually I have at least half a dozen of oysters when I have an opportunity during buffet dinners. By the way guys and gals, oysters are not aphrodisiacs. It is all psychological.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdsoM8QEv_o/ThxnHipPp0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/mDFhDvcmDEM/s1600/onions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdsoM8QEv_o/ThxnHipPp0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/mDFhDvcmDEM/s200/onions.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Onions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cure bad breath and just like garlic, keeps u alive longer. But please dun eat it like how u eat an apple. You will be crying like a baby who just lost his/her mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, you are what you eat so eat healthy k. Cheers :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8231374632700242650?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8231374632700242650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8231374632700242650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8231374632700242650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8231374632700242650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-look-younger-by-eating.html' title='How to Look Younger by Eating'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbfacQd7g7I/ThxhR0Dx8-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/hil2AI7V2yU/s72-c/egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2720719895246784813</id><published>2011-03-19T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T15:13:34.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aries Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--0XZpewyy8c/TYRUzxVM5tI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1daO8fEe5To/s1600/aries+gal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--0XZpewyy8c/TYRUzxVM5tI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1daO8fEe5To/s1600/aries+gal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sucker for Aries Gal. If I am attracted to a gal by looking at her for the first time, 99% she is an Aries. Something about them that draws my attention. Maybe its their cheerful nature. I happen to know a lot about Aries gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't live without romance. Its like they need to be feed with love all the time which makes them very manja. They can manage things by themselves. They dun really need a guy's help to help them sort out their stuffs. If she loves you, she can even help u sort out urs instead haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are confident that they can do anything. They draw a lot of attention from guys from the way they dress to the way they carry themselves. They can get jealous easily. They will turn ice cold if she finds out that she is not ur top priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a few Aries gal in my life and each one of them change my life in one way or another. They make me happy at times and sad at other times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2720719895246784813?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2720719895246784813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2720719895246784813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2720719895246784813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2720719895246784813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/03/aries-gal.html' title='Aries Gal'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--0XZpewyy8c/TYRUzxVM5tI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1daO8fEe5To/s72-c/aries+gal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5497312552430217400</id><published>2011-03-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:13:15.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MuCtZfJMLb4/TXjoWDwfJqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/607f1xkTm-o/s1600/tualang+prawns+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MuCtZfJMLb4/TXjoWDwfJqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/607f1xkTm-o/s400/tualang+prawns+1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The last time I went to Tanjung Tualang was when I was 13 I think. Couldn't really remember but I know its been a while. Recently I watch an episode of local food show and they mentioned about this place and it bring back some memories. Even for so long, I can still remember how the prawn brains (umami juice) still taste like after so many freaking years. Steamed gigantic prawns in chinese wine and egg white. Simple yet fantastic. So maybe one this weekend I will make a trip down there, anyone interested? Time to recruit some hungry ppl to share the bill and the toll money.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5497312552430217400?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5497312552430217400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5497312552430217400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5497312552430217400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5497312552430217400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-trip.html' title='Food Trip'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MuCtZfJMLb4/TXjoWDwfJqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/607f1xkTm-o/s72-c/tualang+prawns+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6023179318677535248</id><published>2011-03-10T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:32:31.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishes that I wanna cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DMDwU3opGp0/TXjcxltSF9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/MkWUtnQO4IM/s1600/20058318461434224532_king_crab_and_products.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DMDwU3opGp0/TXjcxltSF9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/MkWUtnQO4IM/s320/20058318461434224532_king_crab_and_products.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;King Crab. The flesh of the king crab is naturally sweet so not much ingredients are needed to cook this baby. What I would do is cook it in boiling sea water for 15 mins. Dun ask me where to get sea water haha...I am clueless as well. Maybe boiling water added with sea salt is used instead. And then I make a light lemon sauce with thyme and cream. Or maybe I will make the lemon grass sauce. Either way, I know its gonna be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9VawyuZeOyY/TXjeW7FgabI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Kl923eu6J84/s1600/giant+lobster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9VawyuZeOyY/TXjeW7FgabI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Kl923eu6J84/s320/giant+lobster.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another crustacean I wanna make is the giant lobster. I will make a soup out of this baby. A lobster chowder. Maybe I will make the lobster meat in the soup rare. I like raw food haha. Do you know that fresh raw food gives u more energy than cooked food? Baby scallops will be added in to enhance the flavor. Kinda hungry now thinking of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6023179318677535248?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6023179318677535248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6023179318677535248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6023179318677535248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6023179318677535248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/03/dishes-that-i-wanna-cook.html' title='Dishes that I wanna cook'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DMDwU3opGp0/TXjcxltSF9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/MkWUtnQO4IM/s72-c/20058318461434224532_king_crab_and_products.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5993986673896120874</id><published>2011-03-02T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T09:08:11.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Singapore Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8b6OKz6OyNY/TW2YJcw8TTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RXb-xklpiu8/s1600/singapore480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8b6OKz6OyNY/TW2YJcw8TTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RXb-xklpiu8/s320/singapore480.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from the Lion City to attend the MDRT Experience 2011 and I have mixed feelings to be back in KL. Why? The reason is simple. Singapore is freaking awesome. You can find everything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One of The best governed country I had seen so far.&lt;br /&gt;2. Clean and safe.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopping Paradise. There is a shopping complex at every corner of the city.&lt;br /&gt;4. Public transport is cheap and easily accessible.&lt;br /&gt;5. Universal Studios is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;6. Food is great.&lt;br /&gt;7. The people are frenly.&lt;br /&gt;8. World Class casinos.&lt;br /&gt;9. Great city infrastructures.&lt;br /&gt;10. Night Scene is mind blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could say the same about KL. The only thing that is comparable between Singapore and KL is the food. Maybe because a lot of good cooks from Malaysia actually migrated to Singapore to make a living there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, KL has nothing that can come close to Singapore. Our Public Transport is one of the worst in a developing nation I guess. Its almost close to non-existence. There are so many cabs in Singapore and all of them are honest. Just jump into one and they will take you anywhere you wanna go and the rates are consistent. In KL, the cab drivers are like prostitutes who bargain for the right price and how far they wanna take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not safe in KL, the crime rates are as high as the interest rates. In Singapore, you can leave your wallet on the table anywhere you eat. In KL, I can’t even leave 20 cents on the table of a 5 star restaurant cos the waiter might take it. I can’t see a policeman in sight in any part of Singapore but its as safe as heaven. I see policemen everywhere in KL cos they need to be out there to cari makan and minum kopi all the time. Recently, my business partner was pointed a gun by a young policeman on a kap chai for not stopping his car after being flashed by the apparent bright torch-light attached to the front of policeman’s bike. After that, the policeman demanded 50 dollars from him and f***ked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so clean in Singapore and everyone in the city do their part to upkeep the cleanliness. I was about to get into a cab in Singapore when I saw a piece of tissue on the seats…I pick up the piece of tissue and shove it into my pockets! I wouldn’t do that if I was in KL. Its like in KL, who cares? Its already freaking dirty, another piece of tissue on the streets wouldn’t hurt. Besides our government can take care of it, they will just have to spend 300 million dollars to hire a dozen of Indonesian workers to help pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Class casinos, I didn’t gamble much but the casinos in Marina Sands is comparable to the ones that you can find in Macau. Makes Casino De Genting looked like an underground gambling shack. Please dun even start comparing Universal Studios to Genting Highlands theme park cos I wouldn’t pay 50 bucks to go into Genting Highland Theme Park but I paid 160 bucks to go into Universal Studios cos I know its worth every dollar. The best roller coaster ride inside Genting Theme Park is called COCK SCREW…go figure…guys, the ride are meant for the ladies and gay boys so please dun bother about it unless you are planning to change sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a Malaysian for the last 33 years and recently I am not proud to be one. Our country is moving backwards in terms of everything! and I mean everything! Do you know any Singaporean who left his/her own country to live in KL? I dun…what for??? I dun see a reason why they should come here! I know quite a bit of my frens or relatives who live and work in Singapore…quite a number of them actually and they only come back when its Chinese New Year or some other major holidays. Although they felt “unwelcomed” in Singapore but they still stay there for some really good reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read our newspapers and you will know what I mean. Front page…Ex-government official charged with cheating the government’s coffers. Corruption at its highest pinnacle point. Soon we will turn into Egypt. At this point of time, we are just lying to ourselves that everything is fine…its not. We need to change in one way or another before we see our own kids holding AK-47 to fight for a change in our country. I guess I better stop here before I get arrested by the ISA for my unwelcomed outburst of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We MALAYSIANS love our country very very much but we are afraid of it at this moment of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5993986673896120874?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5993986673896120874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5993986673896120874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5993986673896120874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5993986673896120874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-singapore-trip.html' title='Post Singapore Trip'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8b6OKz6OyNY/TW2YJcw8TTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RXb-xklpiu8/s72-c/singapore480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8430210507772291115</id><published>2011-02-17T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:30:42.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Just like you said it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Life goes easy on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;The shorter story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;No love, no glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;No hero in her skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Just like you said it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;We'll both forget the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;The colder water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;The blower's daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;The pupil in denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Did I say that I loathe you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Did I say that I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Leave it all behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can't take my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;My mind...my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;'Til I find somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8430210507772291115?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8430210507772291115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8430210507772291115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8430210507772291115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8430210507772291115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1617156105460570758</id><published>2011-02-14T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:10:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer Makes You Fat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5H_A4FR0Q5o/TVi9FnjY_7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/bZBvOfiYHls/s1600/beer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5H_A4FR0Q5o/TVi9FnjY_7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/bZBvOfiYHls/s1600/beer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;100 ml beer (Lager) contains 37 kcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;1000 ml of beer = 370 kcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;1 McDonald's French fries, medium contains 326 kcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;1 McDonald's Big Mac, 490 kcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;So, you won't gain weight if you have a balance diet + drinking not too much beer each day. (a big bottle of beer is around 750 ml)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Male (18 - 35 years old) weight at 75kg need 2900 kcal per day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Male (36 - 55 years old) weight at 75kg need 2560 kcal per day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;So let me see if I get my calculation correct...if I take 5 bottles of beer a day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;1 bottle(250ml) X 5 &amp;nbsp;= 1250ml, which equals to 462.5kcal + 2 McD Big Mac (490kcal X 2 = 980kcal) + 2 packs of medium fries (326kcal X 2 = 652kcal) = 2094.5kcal per day....hmmmmm....still got room for nasi lemak for breakfast and roti canai during tea time. Woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Hmmm...something is wrong here. How can it be possible??? In reality if I do that, I will need to buy new pants after 2 weeks cos they dun fit anymore. Actually what you dun realize is that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;beer and all general alcohols prevents your body from breaking down fats in your body. So the fat stays in your body.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I happen to think that beer makers are so dumb. Why can't they put slimming enzymes into the beer? If they do, everyone wanna drink beer cos it helps you maintain or lose weight. Fat hopes...anyway for beer drinkers, try light beer cos it only contains half the calories but if it taste like Shandy...what's the fun in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1617156105460570758?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1617156105460570758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1617156105460570758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1617156105460570758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1617156105460570758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/beer-makes-you-fat.html' title='Beer Makes You Fat?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5H_A4FR0Q5o/TVi9FnjY_7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/bZBvOfiYHls/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3967404433937811489</id><published>2011-02-14T02:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T02:55:52.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Curry Chicken Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypqRIdoBs7k/TVgivDRZX_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/_eDw-VFQaao/s1600/curry+chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypqRIdoBs7k/TVgivDRZX_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/_eDw-VFQaao/s1600/curry+chicken.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4 person.&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 6 shallots&lt;br /&gt;2) 8 cloves of garlic&lt;br /&gt;3) 2 sticks of lemon grass.&lt;br /&gt;4) 1 inch of ginger&lt;br /&gt;5) 4 red chillies&lt;br /&gt;6) 1 can of coconut milk&lt;br /&gt;7) 1 table spoon of Turmeric powder&lt;br /&gt;8) 2 big onions&lt;br /&gt;9) Vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;10) Chicken stock&lt;br /&gt;11) Green beans&lt;br /&gt;12) 1 whole chicken&lt;br /&gt;13) Soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Prepare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cut shallots, lemon grass, garlic, ginger, chillies into small chunks. Blend them into a finer chunks.&amp;nbsp;Add turmeric powder. Blend them again into a paste texture.&amp;nbsp;Add some vegetable oil to avoid paste being too dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Heat oil on cooking pot and stir-fry the paste until translucent. Add chopped onions onto the paste and fry them until soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Add chopped chicken into the pot. Make sure the paste coats all the chicken so that the chicken pieces will absorb the flavors of the curry paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Add coconut milk and chicken stock. Make sure the chicken stock is enough to cover all the chicken pieces. Add soy sauce. Reduce heat to medium and let it simmer for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &amp;nbsp;Add green beans and let it cook for another 5 minutes and until chicken pieces are tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Serve with steamed rice. And as always, Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3967404433937811489?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3967404433937811489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3967404433937811489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3967404433937811489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3967404433937811489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/malaysian-curry-chicken-recipe.html' title='Malaysian Curry Chicken Recipe'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypqRIdoBs7k/TVgivDRZX_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/_eDw-VFQaao/s72-c/curry+chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6536542709908751760</id><published>2011-02-13T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:04:14.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sling Bag For Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4INjQiTzuUc/TVfa4IoDCMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dgULgZNK9Eo/s1600/david+beckham+sling+bag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4INjQiTzuUc/TVfa4IoDCMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dgULgZNK9Eo/s320/david+beckham+sling+bag.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4INjQiTzuUc/TVfa4IoDCMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dgULgZNK9Eo/s1600/david+beckham+sling+bag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For generations, women has been carrying handbags. Its like an extension of a woman. If you happen to know a gal that doesn't carry a handbag, u might need to be caution cos she might not be a gal...hahaha. The handbag helps the women to carry all her things when she travel from point A to point B. Makeup stuff, her keys, her purse, her pepper spray, her tissue box, her handphone, her pen, her iPod, sometimes her Whisper pads, her cigarettes, lighter, glasses...that is why I dun help any of ex hold on their handbags when they go visit the toilet, its too heavy for me. My arm would break if I hold on to it even for a second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to celebrities like David Beckham, now men need to carry something similar to the handbag. The all new fashion statement for men, the sling bag. My god brother carries one, my business partner carries one and I have to say that I dun even I am more fashionable than them. I took a quick look into my god brother's slick sling bag when he jumped into toilet while we were having meals together the other day. Guess what its inside? Its the same things that u will find in a women's handbag...his keys, his perfume...what he planned to do? spray the robber with perfume until he dies of smelling good?...his WhiteBerry, his wallet, no tissues but there is a cheque book..I guess he wipes his mouth with his cheques, a Mont Blanc, Condoms...just kidding, ciggies and lighter. Branded Sling bag. I should have left with his bag that day. All in all I guess everything plus the bag is worth something close to 5K.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G354n3KzuEI/TVfgEKGcGHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_qyVh9o8pXA/s1600/david+beckham+sling+bag+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G354n3KzuEI/TVfgEKGcGHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_qyVh9o8pXA/s1600/david+beckham+sling+bag+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I were to get a sling bag which most likely not, I will choose something squarish, brown and soft leather. Not too small cos only the ah bengs will carry those small ones that makes them look like ah longs. Maybe I will really consider getting one if I had an iPad otherwise I dun see the need to carry one when I can carry everything inside my pants and I dun wanna get my sling bag snatched by snatch thieves cos I will end up killing them. Dun wanna dirty my fist with their blood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6536542709908751760?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6536542709908751760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6536542709908751760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6536542709908751760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6536542709908751760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/sling-bag-for-men.html' title='The Sling Bag For Men'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4INjQiTzuUc/TVfa4IoDCMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dgULgZNK9Eo/s72-c/david+beckham+sling+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4185458877579734740</id><published>2011-02-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:08:25.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to celebrate Valentines Day Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKOhmrfrcbU/TVfXugurDlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/UuhekO7kVOI/s1600/cupid-arrow.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKOhmrfrcbU/TVfXugurDlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/UuhekO7kVOI/s320/cupid-arrow.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single? Not attached? Your worst feared day has come...VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry...let me enlighten you a bit on how to celebrate this wonderful yet dreaded day alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You are your own Valentine. Yeah...tat's right. Send flowers, chocolate, love cards to yourself. Sounds dumb? Not really. If you dun learn to love yourself, then you can't love others. This only apply to gals, guys pls avoid doing so cos its too gay. You will get bashed by your mates if they know u send flowers, chocolates and love cards to yourself. For guys, go buy yourself something nice. New pair of shoes is a good choice. Start anew, make the first step towards love in a new pair of shiny shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend Valentine's Day with friends. Gather all the lonely and single frens and rejoice! Celebrate being single. Host a dinner party with drinks with all your single frens and acquaintances. Couples are not allowed. They are spoilers in single parties cos they might end up hugging or kissing each other in front of your single frens...not a good sight for single people. They might get bashed up halfway thru the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do something that makes u feel good. Do something that you don't normally do on other days. Traveling is a good idea. When you travel, you have a good chance of meeting someone new. People are more relaxed when they are on holiday n they are more likely to hook up. Its also a good idea to leave behind all your unhappy thoughts for a while. Avoid places like Afghanistan, Egypt or Yemen...dying on a holiday or get held as hostage by terrorist is way too exciting for a quick getaway even you have been single for a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, being alone is not the end of the world on VDay. For your info, I am planning to visit the North Pole to attend an Eskimos Vodka Party in my new snow boots. Just Joking...hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4185458877579734740?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4185458877579734740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4185458877579734740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4185458877579734740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4185458877579734740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-to-celebrate-valentines-day-alone.html' title='How to celebrate Valentines Day Alone'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKOhmrfrcbU/TVfXugurDlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/UuhekO7kVOI/s72-c/cupid-arrow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-9028675172730421160</id><published>2011-02-13T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:27:57.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Single</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U9Oh2WUiEUs/TVd0287lClI/AAAAAAAAAYw/HxRbpwUMFPc/s1600/better+single+than+sorry.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U9Oh2WUiEUs/TVd0287lClI/AAAAAAAAAYw/HxRbpwUMFPc/s1600/better+single+than+sorry.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just came back from a night of CNY reunion dinner with my relatives and family. I was late for it for some reason and the moment I arrived I was greeted gleefully by my aunts who I wished them "Gong Hei Fatt Choi..." and they handed me ang pows...and as always they asked me the same question...."Bila? Bila mau kahwin...sudah ada GF belum???"...so I answer them honestly..."dun have...wait for you to introduce a nice gal to me"...then came my cousins' turn to give me angpow...those of the same age as me, older than me and younger than me...and they jokingly say "You again ah! Bila? Bila?...how many more years u wanna take ang pow?"...and I answer "Give me another 5-10 years and I am waiting for you to introduce a nice gal to me..." Ironically, my eldest cousin told me "I have married the best gal that I know in my life, how to introduce any other gal to you". From what I see, they have all married the best gal or best guy in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see them carrying their babies around, their kids running around the restaurant...I see my younger brother with his fiance and my younger sister with her fiance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 33 this year and have been single for 8 months. Honestly, I am done...I am tired of dating, tired of trying to meet someone new, tired of hoping for something to happen, I cant anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of frens who are ladies and they are just my frens but you see...tat's the problem...everyone happens to think that I have tonnes of choices...dunno who to choose. They see me as a playboy, ladies man...even the gals that I do try to make something to happen thinks the same way...I invite you to live one month as Sean Phan and u will know the truth so screw you if you think that I am a playboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing is that I give up too fast. The moment something is not right, I take my quickest way out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they smoke. I dun fancy the feeling of kissing a gal with a mouth that smells like an ashtray and will probably die of lung cancer at the age of 40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they drink more than me. Obviously...I drink quite a bit and if a gal drinks more than me...I scare that you get drunk at night and come home and bashed me up 6 times a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they give me attitude. The biggest turn off are gals that act like princess. If your IC name comes with TENGKU PERMAISURI something something then its ok..if not, act like a decent person k...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they work all the time. Work time all the time means no time. I need to see your pretty face 3-4 times a week so if u work all the time then u can continue dating your job, I won't stop u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they like casual all the time. I like dressy gals. I dun expect u to be dressing up all the time even inside the house but then if we were to step out...dress up lar pls...dun have money, I can sponsor wan...how would u feel if we go out and I wear my sleeping clothes and my hair looks like a bird's nest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they live miles away from me and expect me to fetch them all the time. I dun like driving and get stucked in traffic jams. I admit that this is my fault but since you have a car, can drive a bit ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they are jobless. How old d? Still jobless...dun expect you to pay for anything when we go out but then how many pieces of land u wanna measure b4 u can land urself a job...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up if they are fat. I know that there are a lot of tasty nasi lemak, roti canai, char kuey teow....but then control a bit lar...there are also a lot of gyms and open roads out there for running...dun give me the "I got no time to exercise but I got time to eat" shit...I dun buy it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe its because my previous ex dun do all the above so its difficult for me to accept someone who does after her...my fault again to use her as a comparison...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People around me always think that I have too high expectations. Tell you the truth, I am looking for someone who can happily ever after with me and I dun wanna go out there and screw around after I am committed to that person. But after 8 months of digging high and low, I am really tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the moment, I am in numb mode...I dun give a damn whichever gal who walks into my life. Right after my reunion dinner, I joined a group of frens for a party session in one of my fren's club...super hot chics jumping around like Salmon Swimming Down the River for mating season...abundance of beauty and vibrantness...I didnt start any small talk or remember any of their names...I just dun care anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In everyone's life, you get to meet your other half to complete yours. I have met her and because her parents disagree with us, now two person have to live miserable lives...getting her calls at night and hearing her crying on the phone sums up our story. I wished I have a good reason why I am always striking out but I dun, I think &amp;nbsp;its me...its me. Most people find their other half, maybe I just have to wake up already and accept that maybe there is no other half for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Valentines Day...I wish all of my frens and love ones the best of luck in your love life and hopefully you dun end up like me. I will be having the Cheapest Valentine Dinner Promo...Maggi Mee with TV in front...I can save a lot of money that I wished that I can spend with someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-9028675172730421160?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/9028675172730421160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=9028675172730421160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9028675172730421160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9028675172730421160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-single.html' title='Being Single'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U9Oh2WUiEUs/TVd0287lClI/AAAAAAAAAYw/HxRbpwUMFPc/s72-c/better+single+than+sorry.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7222588271625022660</id><published>2011-02-09T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:16:21.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihon Ryōri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVH821ff6qI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zdg0bLN1kQ4/s1600/rakuzen-hartamas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVH821ff6qI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zdg0bLN1kQ4/s640/rakuzen-hartamas.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Cuisine is my all time favorite cuisine and Rakuzen is always my choice restaurant. I know there are many other Japanese Restaurants in KL but somehow I still prefer Rakuzen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVH-MMy_v5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/OjHuOo0tk2c/s1600/sushi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVH-MMy_v5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/OjHuOo0tk2c/s640/sushi.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have Fugu which I dare not try hahaha...anyway I always go for Maguro (top loin of Blue Fin Tuna), &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Nigiri Maguro I Sake (Salmon Sushi) and Tako (Octopus Sushi), Tamago (Egg Omelet Sushi), Ebi Nigiri (Prawn Sushi) and Hotate Nigiri (Scallop Sushi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7222588271625022660?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7222588271625022660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7222588271625022660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7222588271625022660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7222588271625022660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/nihon-ryori.html' title='Nihon Ryōri'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVH821ff6qI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zdg0bLN1kQ4/s72-c/rakuzen-hartamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5357560882751470897</id><published>2011-02-08T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:31:05.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipoh CNY Trip Post Mortem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCheYA9uZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/K4vUoF3AXLc/s1600/2011-chinese-new-year-wallpaper-set-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCheYA9uZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/K4vUoF3AXLc/s320/2011-chinese-new-year-wallpaper-set-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Chinese New Year, I will travel back to my beloved home town which is Ipoh. This year I make it a point to go back earlier cos I wanna spend more time with my parents and family. I have to say that this Ipoh trip is my most memorable one as I really enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows what Ipoh is famous for but let me remind you guys a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIM SUM&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 famous dim sum restaurant in Ipoh namely Foh San, Yoke Fook Moon, Kao Lee and Ming Court. Crowded most of the time so you have to be there early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCk1WV1_HI/AAAAAAAAAX4/aG8tymt4Q8A/s1600/foh+san+dim+sum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCk1WV1_HI/AAAAAAAAAX4/aG8tymt4Q8A/s400/foh+san+dim+sum.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAN SPROUT CHICKEN&lt;br /&gt;I think this is no surprise to anyone as Ipoh is famous for Nga Choy Kai. There are several outlets as well. There is Lou Wong, Onn Kee, Cowan Street Restaurant&amp;nbsp;and according to my dad...there is a new stall in Wooley Wooley food court that serves very tasty Nga Choy Kai...customers have to wait 1 hour to get their chicken...I'm really interested to try it out. The bean sprouts are juicier in Ipoh compared to other places. According to folklore stories, its because they are watered by Lime Stone Cave Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCmlgu4AdI/AAAAAAAAAX8/A5Rga-yZqPM/s1600/5423205215_c365f33cc2_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCmlgu4AdI/AAAAAAAAAX8/A5Rga-yZqPM/s320/5423205215_c365f33cc2_m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually as a Hainanese myself and a lil cook...I have my own recipe for Hainanese Chicken Rice which taste similar to the infamous Nga Choy Kai except that my own version has no soy sauce in it and the chicken is not boiled but its steamed...Anyone interested to try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCnMQVunII/AAAAAAAAAYA/pnIBaJ1Sftk/s1600/5423222523_72d01a5497_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCnMQVunII/AAAAAAAAAYA/pnIBaJ1Sftk/s1600/5423222523_72d01a5497_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIEW YUK&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you can find siew yuk anywhere besides Ipoh but in Ipoh siew yuk is cheap and tasty. Dun have to pay an arm or a leg for crunchy and savory roast pork. Location is top secret...call me for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCol4yBRwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jP51YpQrD3g/s1600/siew+yuk.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCol4yBRwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jP51YpQrD3g/s320/siew+yuk.png" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget the Curry Siew Yuk Mee. My personal favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCo7dFn1_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/5NkKDLz8dWY/s1600/5423807988_bfd6421983_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCo7dFn1_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/5NkKDLz8dWY/s1600/5423807988_bfd6421983_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides all the famous food, I had steamboat as well in MovenPeak with my family on the eve of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCqhKVCTWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/M7EsMbmvj7I/s1600/steamboat.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCqhKVCTWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/M7EsMbmvj7I/s640/steamboat.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides eating, my whole family was running around Ipoh to book a restaurant for my younger brother's wedding. There will be 2 separate wedding reception dinner which is in KL and in Ipoh. After hours of digging, we finally chose Royal China under Tai Thong Group. The Wedding Reception will be in the first week of November. Congrats to my brother Darien Phan and Jess Seow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCsjzyb5AI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dH7q5Hp9YH8/s1600/5316127452_248ff50580_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCsjzyb5AI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dH7q5Hp9YH8/s320/5316127452_248ff50580_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides the eating and eating and eating...I did a bit of singing. Actually quite a bit of singing...once in Kinta City Jaya Jusco, once in Kampar with my relatives...very funny session...I just found out that my uncles and aunties are all ex-party animals haha...and once in Airport DeGardens with some ipoh frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I wanna talk about the star attraction of Ipoh which is Ipoh Leng Lui. You heard of them before. Let me give you a verdict...its true...there are leng lui everywhere in Ipoh. Restaurants, pubs, clubs, on the street, shopping complexes, temples. Even the aunties in Ipoh are way hotter than aunties from other places. But let me tell you something about Ipoh leng lui...they are well mannered, caring, not materialistic and a bit conservative in a good way. Here are some pics of the gals that I hang out with in Ipoh. Pls dun get too excited, they are just frens. Normal Frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVC4IvrPpLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/y7Vq0yegafE/s1600/Ipoh+Gal+Frens.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVC4IvrPpLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/y7Vq0yegafE/s640/Ipoh+Gal+Frens.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ipoh and everything about it. Its a bit slow for me at the moment but one fine day I will be retiring in this city I call Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVC3dpYyi1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/0ypH58twJ9U/s1600/Smi01_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVC3dpYyi1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/0ypH58twJ9U/s320/Smi01_small.jpg" width="320" /&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/1797205564201183999-5357560882751470897?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5357560882751470897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5357560882751470897' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5357560882751470897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5357560882751470897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/02/ipoh-cny-trip-post-mortem.html' title='Ipoh CNY Trip Post Mortem'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TVCheYA9uZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/K4vUoF3AXLc/s72-c/2011-chinese-new-year-wallpaper-set-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4128482767693040436</id><published>2011-01-23T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T12:08:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Story (18SG)</title><content type='html'>Today I wanna share a hair raising story with you. Did you know that some karaoke are haunted. Here I will tell you about it...and its real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of frens consist of 10 ppl went to a karaoke around Berjaya Times Square area. They checked into a VIP room and started singing. Soon, all of them were enjoying themselves except for one guy. He was quiet thru out the whole session &amp;nbsp;and was slightly pale. Some of the frens even asked if he was ok and he told them that he was fine but asked them to wrap it up and settle the bill immediately cos he wanna leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing their fren was not feeling well, they asked for the bill. The bill came but they were billed for 11 heads. So one of them confronted the waiter asking why they were billed for 11 person instead of 10 person. The manager of the karaoke came and try to sort out the confusion. He told them that the outlet billed them according to the CCTV recordings. The guy who was not feeling well earlier urged his frens to just settle the bill and leave but they refused to heed his advice and asked to see the CCTV recordings to set the record straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the manager showed them the CCTV recordings. So they started counting..1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9....10....11...everyone in the group went pale, they saw a boy that they dun know sitting close to them. He was moving around the room but he wasn't singing but he was just touching some of them. After seeing this, the group paid and left the karaoke immediately. Shortly after that, the guy who was not feeling well, relate back to the group that he saw the "boy" but he was afraid to tell them during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a security guard who works in Berjaya Times Square Hotel, the surrounding area is haunted. Quoted by the security guard "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;"&gt;The location that the hotel was built on was a cemetery ground for death penalty prisoners from Pudu Jail that is located right in front of the hotel. The bodies of those hanged in that jail were buried there if the family members didn't come forward to claim the body. During the construction of the hotel, a lot of deaths occurred at the site."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Next time when you go to a karaoke, try not to go alone...cos someone or something might ask you to sing a duet with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ps: I tried uploading the CCTV recording pic but I keep getting server upload rejected error msg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4128482767693040436?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4128482767693040436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4128482767693040436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4128482767693040436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4128482767693040436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/scary-story-18sg.html' title='Scary Story (18SG)'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1233145645520033985</id><published>2011-01-16T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T17:03:49.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs that she is not interested in you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTKzEqB94vI/AAAAAAAAAXM/K2BupJyUB1o/s1600/girl+reject+guy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTKzEqB94vI/AAAAAAAAAXM/K2BupJyUB1o/s1600/girl+reject+guy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the movie "He Is Just Not That Interested In You" and I thought I can write something about this topic but then let's flip this a bit to help the dudes how to figure out if a gal is not interested in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start, I want all the dudes to understand that if a gal is not interested in you...she is not a bitch, she has choices k, move on...find another gal, dun stalk her, I know your ego has been bruised...so what? Go home and cry to your momma if you can't stand the rejection. I happen to understand that since stone age, man has been living on the philosophy of &amp;nbsp;"I see, I go, I conquer". Dudes, that only work for pieces of lands not women. Not All Women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok since the air is clear now, let's jump into the facts. There are a lot actually but here are the most popular signs that SHE IS NOT INTERESTED IN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; She never contacts you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The only time she calls you is when she needed to ask you something or ask for your help. I am sure there are dudes out there who disagree...they might be wondering "What if she is shy? What if she is waiting for my call all this time?"... Dude...wake up! We are not living in the 60s anymore. She is not shy. If she is interested in you, there are a dozen kinds of technology that she can use to contact you...MSN, email, sms, whatsapp, phone call, Facebook...hello? If she doesn't contact you means she is not interested in you...you get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;She take ages to reply you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You text her or call her, you get a reply after more than 4 hours or more. Ok...maybe once is ok...maybe she is busy...if it happens more than 5 times...isn't it obvious??? If you still dun get the hint after the 30th time u called or text her...go consult a skin specialist...you have what we called the "crocodile skin syndrome". When you die, you can donate your skin to either LV or GUCCI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;She tells you all her sad stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; I know there are guys out there who wanna volunteer to be emotional punch bag so that they think they can get closer to the gal they like. Tough luck dudes...I am sorry to tell you that 95% of the time, you ain't getting any closer of what you had in mind. She is sad over some bad guy who breaks her heart and here you are being the good guy..become the listener...in hope that she realizes that you are much better than the bad guy and she will pick u instead...sorry dudes, you are wrong again. If she picks you when she is on a rebound period, good luck on your upcoming roller-coaster ride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;She bring other ppl along to dates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The more the merrier...are u kidding me? If she brings along a sister or a gal fren...she is afraid to be with you alone. You can't have 3 person on a date. This is not an orgy...its a date. And every time you asked her out, she will ask you "Who else is going?" If she above 18, she doesn't need parental guidance, sister guidance or gal fren guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. She makes up excuses. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;She always have an excuse for not wanting to meet u. She is busy lar. Her dog needs to be bathed and fed lar. Her gal fren is sad and need someone to accompany lar. My personal favorite is "I'm sick". Every time you asked her out, she is sick. Isn't it obvious, she is allergic to you or worse...she is sick of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;6. She dun like to be touched by you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am not saying that you grab her or something like tat...dun be hamsap fella...I am referring to light touches. If she doesn't like u nudging her or any playful touches...sorry mate...tough luck again. Please dun touch her one two many times if she doesn't like it cos you can be sued for sexual harassment. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;7. And the most obvious sign &amp;nbsp;that she is not interested in you is She is not sleeping with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You go out with her for more than 3 months but she is still not sleeping with you. I might get flamed by the ladies on this one and they will continuously dispute this but come on ladies...you know that I am telling the truth. So pls dun hate me k. This dude pour his heart out for 3 months for you...what else u want from him? His ATM digits? You want all your family and frens consent to sleep with him? Do you need the consent from his family and frens as well?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you have no problem sleeping with your previous ex-bf(s)...what is wrong with this guy? If you are not interested, dun play along with him for 3 months...maybe 3 hours or 3 days or even 3 weeks BUT not 3 months...some even play along for 3 years...can't blame the guy for wanting to murder you when he found out that he has been played out all this while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So my fellow men, dun get upset if the gal of your dreams are not interested in you cos maybe you are meant to be with some other gal. So what if you really get her? Most of the time, she is not suitable for you, losing her later is gonna make it even more heart-breaking. Let me tell you something you already know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Constant thoughts of someone that we can't hold in our arms will blind us from seeing the others in our life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1233145645520033985?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1233145645520033985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1233145645520033985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1233145645520033985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1233145645520033985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/signs-that-she-is-not-interested-in-you.html' title='Signs that she is not interested in you'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTKzEqB94vI/AAAAAAAAAXM/K2BupJyUB1o/s72-c/girl+reject+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3775235743122550187</id><published>2011-01-16T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:30:46.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to prevent the man of your life from CHEATING?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTJc5ozUL_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Q96vFl6Wr8o/s1600/cheating+husband.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTJc5ozUL_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Q96vFl6Wr8o/s1600/cheating+husband.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not married but today I'm gonna give some tips to some desperate housewives who wanna save their marriages. Let's start with a simple story of how ppl get married. Let me introduce Jack and Rose, the original characters from the movie TITANIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack meets Rose on a cruise. Jack falls in love with Rose the first time he sees her. Rose got to know Jack better and thinks that he is her soulmate. They dated on the ship and let's just imagine TITANIC didn't sink ok. They got back safely to the shore and got married. And they live happily ever after? Maybe....Maybe not. Reality kicks in...they decided to start a family. Jack goes to work and Rose take care of the babies at home. Jack gets tired. Rose gets tired. The workplace is stressful. The housework is stressful. They started with some small arguments and slowly they become bigger and bigger and bigger. Sometimes Rose feel like stabbing Jack while he is sleeping. Jack wonder why he didn't throw Rose into the sea while they were dating on TITANIC. Suddenly, the beautiful Rose becomes a nagger. She nags all day cos she thinks that is the ONLY way to get things done. So Jack have NAG for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Their sex life sucks. Every time they go grocery shopping, the only thing that they dun have to buy is new packs of condom. They still haven't finish using the packet of 3s they bought six months ago. Intimacy reading is -10. Jack grew more and more distant. Rose wonder why. Rose ask Jack whether everything is ok. Jack tells Rose everything is "fine". Rose becomes suspicious. Rose starts checking on Jack. Check his shirt, check his trousers, check his underwear, check his phone, check his Facebook account. And one fine Sunday morning, Jack tells Rose that he wanna LEAVE her and left. Rose gets the SINKING feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of woman's greatest fear is to lose the man of their life to another woman. To prevent men from cheating, GOD gave women the sixth sense(women intuition) so women will know when their men are cheating on them. But like always, GOD provides the virus detector but didn't provide the anti-virus solution cos GOD is still mad at EVE(from Adam and Eve) so now all women must suffer because of one woman's fault. Blame it on EVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do men cheat? The main reason men cheat is because they are looking for something that they used to have but they are not getting it anymore. If they dun get it at home, they will get out of the house and find it. So what the hell is it anyway? Let's study this closely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;(desperate housewife) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; She greets her man who is back from work in an apron with bills on one hand and a grass cutter on the other hand. She goes like "When are you gonna pay the bills? When are you gonna cut the grass? When? When? Bila? Bila?"...If the man delay, argue. So going home is like going to war. The man can imagine a sign that says "WARZONE" at the freaking house front door. He needs to put on his helmet and bulletproof vest before he can enter his house. He can't even walk into the house. He needs to crawl in cos bullets are flying around and bombs goes off everywhere. If he survives past the living room into the bedroom, he would have either lost his limb or lost his mind. The reason why men always want a bigger house is because it's more difficult for the women to find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Exhibit B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;(average gal that doesn't even look like a supermodel) :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She greets your man with laughter. She flirts with him. She is dressed in mini-skirts with beer on one hand and condoms on the other. She goes like "How is your day my dear? You wanna grab some drinks after work? You look tired, I think you need a massage. Why dun u drop by my place after work for dinner and massage?" The man will start to think.....hmmm...WARZONE vs PRIVATE MASSAGE PARLOUR...which one to choose? Is this a fucking trick question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does a woman needs affection? Yes. SO DOES A MAN. Men wanna feel appreciated, they wanna have their ego boosted, they wanna feel excited, they wanna naughty with someone, they wanna feel attractive to someone. If that someone is not you, then its gonna be another someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to paint you naked on a Cruise, remember? Now, all you ask him to do is paint the walls, paint the door, paint the ceiling, paint the gates...PAINFUL wei....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLUTIONS. Finally...after all the bullshitting...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Imagine you are him for a moment:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;What is it like to be him? Get into his mind and imagine. How does it feel like to get up early in the morning, get stucked in a jam and get into the office and do the same things over and over again for 5 days a week..sometimes even more...and to worry about money, YOU, the children, health and the future of things to come. Then think of the conversations that both of you have. What do you two talk about? Talk about something romantic? Talk about something sexy? Does the two of you flirt anymore? How do you two communicate? Do you always talk to him about the tasks that needs to be done? Too much task talking is sickening you know...there are already a lot of task to do at work and task conversation happening in the office...come home, you give him more task conversation. Pls imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Take an honest look at your sex life:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Ohhh...taboo subject, can we pls skip this? Skip my ass. You wanna know how healthy is your relationship with your man, please refer to how many times u have sex with him in a week. Its like temperature checking. 3 times a week or more, healthy. 2 times a month, slight fever. 1 time a month, high fever. 3 times a year, very high fever. No sex for a year, you dun have to see the doctor, go see the lawyer. You need to check it all the time. Why men watch porn? They wanna imagine the situation that they wanna be in or the positions that they wanna do that they dun get to experience it. So spice it up a bit ladies...dun need me to teach you how lar ok...go figure it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Up the Affection Level:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;When you started to date him, how did you treated him? Is it the same now that you are married to him? No. Why? Ask yourself. Last time you call him at work to ask him "How are you at work darling? I miss you...can't wait to see you tonight. I have a surprise for you on the dinner table and on our bed".... AND now u call him to ask him "What time are you getting home? Please hurry home...I need to get to the gym by 7. Dun forget to buy washing detergent on your way back.".... Now to make matters worse, housewives have invented a new way to make it more subtle to ask their husband to come home earlier....ask the children to call the husband...."Daddy, what time are you gonna reach home? Mummy wanna get to the gym by 7. Mummy ask you to buy washing detergent on the way back. Mummy says dinner will not start until u are home. I am very hungry daddy."....Ladies, that is ur husband...he is a human being, tempt him to come home and not force him. Understand boh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Find a way to Connect with him:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Ladies, when was the last time you gave your husband a kiss before he leaves the house? a hug? Last time when you guys are dating, always kiss, kiss, hug, hug...how about now? Teach you one powerful trick ladies...normally you serve appetizers before the main course right? Imagine you serve him appetizer in the morning before he leaves for work but main course is only served when he comes home in the evening...and I am not talking about FOOD here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try new things, be creative...you want your marriage to work out but you expect your man to do everything??? come on...let me tell you something you already know..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chains do not hold a marriage together.&amp;nbsp; It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads which sew people together through the years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3775235743122550187?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3775235743122550187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3775235743122550187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3775235743122550187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3775235743122550187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-to-prevent-man-of-your-life-from.html' title='How to prevent the man of your life from CHEATING?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTJc5ozUL_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Q96vFl6Wr8o/s72-c/cheating+husband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-32937141479601294</id><published>2011-01-15T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T16:44:33.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get into a club?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTFdycKi2FI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BC26ysFN1lw/s1600/getting+into+a+club.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTFdycKi2FI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BC26ysFN1lw/s1600/getting+into+a+club.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a clubber for more than a decade...yeah yeah...I am old...I know. Today we are gonna discuss how to get into a club without paying for the COVER CHARGE.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it important not to pay Cover Charge when you enter a club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Its expensive. I haven't been paying cover charge since I started clubbing but I know its around RM 50-RM 60 per person depending on the club. And what do you get? You get to go into the club and you get a coke and a Pokemon chop on ur hand. Stop complaining about the prices of Coke in hotels k...u pay 60 bucks in a club to get a coke, beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Its not cool. When you pay cover charge, it means the door ppl think that you are not gonna spend more than 60 bucks in exchange of 4 hours inside the club. They brand you as stingy or worse..they think that you dun have much money to spend and u start getting ur drinks from the toilet basin cos u can't afford to buy drinks from the bar once you are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that we have identify the problem, here are some solutions on how to get into a club without paying the dreaded cover charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dress to impress. You will need to invest half of your savings into dressing up urself before going to a club. Steal from your grandmother if you dun have the money to buy clothes. Make sure u wear some good shoes cos door ppl tend to judge how rich you are by looking at ur shoes. Limited edition or something but u might wanna change them once u get in...imagine 10000 ppl stepping on ur limited edition LV shoes, dun say I didn't warn you. So if you look like Flo Rida, the manager will slap the door guy if he asked you to pay cover charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Drive a flashy car. If you park a Lamborghini in front of the club, for sure u can get into the club for free, maybe u can even bring in 2 buses of frens in for free as well. Drive a car where the door ppl have a hard time pronouncing the brand of the car. "Shit, this guy drives a MauMati GengTilouMO (Maserati GranTurismo)..I better let him in". Please dun drive a modded wira Ah Beng style Lancer Evo Lookalike..not only they dun let u in...they might even clamp ur wheels as well. If you happen to drive that, park it far far...so far u need to take a taxi to get to ur car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring a hot date. Imagine if u bring Paris Hilton to a club, not only u dun have to pay cover charge, they might need to open the door wider and put a red carpet for u. The door ppl are so busy looking at your date, they themselves forgotten how much was the cover charge. So guys, if you wanna know whether your date has reach the desired level of hotness, bring her to a club to do the acid test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go there all the time. You go there so many times a week until the door ppl can smell that you are here even when you have just arrived at the car park. If you are there on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thurs, Friday, Saturday, Saturday and Sunday...trust me, you might even get paid cos it seems like you are working there. Then you dun even need the Pokemon chop anymore cos they can recognise your face..."Eh look...Pokemon is here again tonite, let him in".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Avoid coming in like a pack of wolves. Any club need a balance of the number of females and the number of males. Most of the time, they dun mind having more gals in the club. But if you walk to the door together with 10 other guys...the door ppl would think that u wanna play football inside the club. A club is a like a safari, animals running around chasing each other in a drunkly manner. Everyone is happy until a pack of hungry wolves arrive and spoil the party. So that is why sometimes, gals get in for free but guys need to pay, get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all the above fails, watch the MTV called "CLUB CAN'T HANDLE ME". Park a Lambo in front of the club, open the gullwing car door, come out of the car looking like Flo Rida and start throwing money into the air in front of the entrance. Everyone will be busy picking up your money, you can sneak in for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the trouble, you will be thinking....Har? What the hell? Just Pay Cover lar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-32937141479601294?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/32937141479601294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=32937141479601294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/32937141479601294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/32937141479601294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-to-get-into-club.html' title='How to get into a club?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTFdycKi2FI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BC26ysFN1lw/s72-c/getting+into+a+club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5453789686022389249</id><published>2011-01-13T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T19:58:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Young People of Nowadays</title><content type='html'>I remember I was told of stories when our forefathers who came all the way from CHINA...China Mali, most of them are penniless, equipped with no education whatsoever and can only rely on two hands and two legs...they managed to survive and some even built an empire by themselves. One word....HARD WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's forward to the present...maybe after years and years of evolution staying in this country..somehow we have forgotten the most important value that reflects our race especially the young people. When you ask them what they want in life, they will tell you that they want everything...want money lar, want respect lar, want recognition lar and then when u ask them how they plan to achieve all the above...they look at you clueless....some even stupid enough to tell you by LUCK...the desperate ones will buy lotteries to try to hit the jackpot but at least they are smarter than those who sit at home and do nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most common problem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No sense of urgency. I remember when I lost my job 10 years ago when I was 22, I couldn't sleep for days. Everyday I search high and low for a new job. Finally after one week, I found a new job and got hired again. I can hardly say the same for some of the youths today. No job ah? Nvm lar...slowly find lar...still got parents subsidy mah...scare what...parents retired d mah...sure got a lot of EPF money...subsidize for another 2 years also no problem. Surprisingly....THE PARENTS DUN MIND SUBSIDIZING! Now whose fault izzit? The parents? The young ppl themselves? If I am jobless and ask my parents to subsidize me...I will tear down all the mirrors at home cos I will be too shameful to look myself in the mirror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Selective. And I mean very very very selective. They wanna work for the best company in the world with the best pay package with the least work and not forgetting, the job must have Glamour wan....hello? if such company exist...it will bankrupt in a year. You are young and have no experience, what do u expect??? Give you gold bars for an executive position? I know that you graduated from University of planet MARS...but so what? Maybe u dun even know how to operate a fax machine or a copier...Chinese got one saying "Ride the cow to find the horse"...never heard b4 ah? go home and ask your mommy what it means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They like to blame. When things dun turned out the way they think it should be. They look for something to blame. They blame the company. They blame the colleagues. They blame the boss. They blame the traffic jam. They blame their bed not soft enough. They blame the weather. Actually things are not happening for you, is because of you. Blame yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something you already know...Life isn't all rainbows and sunshine, you are not gonna get what you deserved unless you put your mind and hardwork into it. If u think you are good, go out and get what you are worth...stop pointing fingers and look for something to blame cos only cowards do that...stop wasting time, take charge of your life cos you only live once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5453789686022389249?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5453789686022389249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5453789686022389249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5453789686022389249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5453789686022389249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/young-people-of-nowadays.html' title='The Young People of Nowadays'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6609529711469327240</id><published>2011-01-07T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:27:51.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant Husband and Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSbq6vyj8TI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jTUIedW_12A/s1600/cute-baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSbq6vyj8TI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jTUIedW_12A/s320/cute-baby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Recently I managed to convince my fren to save up some money for her baby for education purposes in the future. At the same time, applied for a medical plan. She took up the plan, went home and told the husband. The husband screws her. She knows that the husband is not gonna pay for it so she decided to bear the burden herself and mind u...SHE IS NOT WORKING!!!! She lives on a small allowance given to her. She realized the importance of planning for her baby but she got screwed. I have even agreed to pay for her first and she slowly return me the money. Now she can't proceed with the plan cos she got hammered by the husband for doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, they dun come from a very healthy family. If the baby gets admitted to the hospital, who is gonna pay the bill? People, pls dun even think of going to the government hospital if your baby is sick. The queue is so long, your baby will be in deep trouble if its an emergency. If you check into a private hospital, the bill is gonna cost u a leg. I have claimed before a bill of RM 14K for a 4 year old boy admitted for fever! The card cost 600 dollars a year, tell me...why does the husband disapproved the plan???? I am really clueless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the wife, when she asked him to buy one for the child in case of medical emergency...he told her not to curse the son. Hello? I think he is mentally ill and forgotten to take medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I wanna point out is the education plan. Do you know that there are many families out there who are just making ends meet but still squeeze out some money to set aside for their childrens' education by applying to education plans? And they are Malays! I have more respect for them than those Chinese do not plan for their children. Malays are saving up for their children's education even though they can opt for Government support when it comes to education while the chinese dun get this kind of support. They know even they themselves cannot rely on the Government all the time. So tell me...what is fucking wrong with this China Man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not ready to provide for ur child, pls dun be a father. Being a father is about providing essential things that you can afford to your child. These are the responsibilities being a father. And this dude earns close to 10K a month. He just happen to think that he has other priorities that he needs to address ignoring the son's needs. I am not a dad yet but If I have to compare you to my father, u suck big time cos my dad provided everything that me and my siblings needed when we were young although he earns half of ur income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favor, go home and look at ur cute child and think it over. His future are in your hands, your stubborn ways will mess up his future. Let me tell you something you already know...no one plans to fail but many failed to plan and you are another stupid idiot that made up that statistics. I hope the best for your child and your wife but you are really hopeless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6609529711469327240?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6609529711469327240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6609529711469327240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6609529711469327240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6609529711469327240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/ignorant-husband-and-father.html' title='Ignorant Husband and Father'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSbq6vyj8TI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jTUIedW_12A/s72-c/cute-baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2145349289652538451</id><published>2011-01-03T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:20:43.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a snob?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSHnaeokecI/AAAAAAAAAW8/yAerAknGpAE/s1600/arrogance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSHnaeokecI/AAAAAAAAAW8/yAerAknGpAE/s320/arrogance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say someone is snobbish, it means that they are projecting arrogance. Nothing have to come out of their mouth but because the way they carry themelves is enough to tell others that they are arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that being snobbish and arrogant is a bad trait. But why do so many ppl behave in this manner?&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly they wanna project confidence. They want ppl to take them seriously and have respect for them. Arrogant ppl demands respect without going out there to earn them. That is why they say its easy to be arrogant but it takes some time and work to be confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our current society approves arrogant ppl because maybe due to their financial status, social status or the way they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1: Rich fella. Arrogant and snobbish. Everyone have to put with you cos you give them business although you treat them like pigs. Well I hope your money can last cos if they don't, then you will be sorry. Well it might last till the day you die but a lot of ppl is not gonna be frenly towards your next generation. If your next generation curses you every time they visit you in the cemetery if they even bother visiting u, dun blame anyone else but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2: Someone in a high position in an organization or group. Arrogant and snobbish. Someone wrongly appointed you that position cos they thought that you are confident but actually you are not. When the news is out, you better think of another way to con yourself into another company with the same position and pay package cos you might hang yourself at the thought of a junior position which is actually what you are only worth of. Your time bomb is already ticking my fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3: Pretty gal or handsome guy. Arrogant and snobbish. You thought its ok for you to act this way cos you are getting too much attention d. You think u need to filter ppl from your fren's list cos u dun have enough time for all of them. Beauty is a gift from GOD or you spend 100k on cosmetic surgery but either way, it would not last for more than 15 years. An average person lives for 75 years. You want ppl around you to dislike you for 60 years after they like you for 15 years? Mathematic got pass or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant ppl thinks that the world around them is built for their own benefit but actually it is not. If you only worship yourself and think that other ppl should worship you as well, time to take your sick medicine. If you think that you should be given everything and you have nothing to offer back, your happy days is less than a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are sitting somewhere alone by yourself in a crowded place and you are in self denial saying that you dun like to mix around with other ppl, let me tell you something you already know....you have played your arrogance card once too many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2145349289652538451?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2145349289652538451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2145349289652538451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2145349289652538451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2145349289652538451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/are-you-snob.html' title='Are you a snob?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSHnaeokecI/AAAAAAAAAW8/yAerAknGpAE/s72-c/arrogance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-9105493521527963244</id><published>2011-01-02T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:41:00.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21.12. 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSAP4K7_rEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4Pdwac5JcJo/s1600/aliens+attack+earth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSAP4K7_rEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4Pdwac5JcJo/s320/aliens+attack+earth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes....according to the Mayan Calendar, this date is an auspicious date for an eventful day which is the END OF THE WORLD. Now there are new evidence that says 3 giant spaceships are heading towards Earth and we are anticipating an impending ALIEN invasion. One of the spaceship is 240km in size. So if they really gonna come and destroy us, let's just say...we are gonna be probably be doomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I afraid? Honestly no. The whole world is gonna die. I dun wanna be left alone. Imagine if I escape this disaster and be left alone on this planet like in the movie "I am Legend"...what the hell am I gonna do? I dun even have a dog to keep myself company just like Will Smith does in the movie. He talk to mannequins in the movie, I will probably do more than talking hahahahaha. After all that boring shit, I will probably hang myself after 1 month haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's look at this at another angle. We are at war in most parts of the world. Even if the aliens don't come, we are gonna destroy ourselves anyway. If they really come, all the wars in the world will stop and we will all unite as humankind and fight as one civilization for THE RIGHT TO LIVE. We might survive. How cool is that? I will register myself as a freedom fighter against the aliens. To die for the right to live. Wow...sounds noble. Shoot some aliens before I die, I will probably get an automatic pass to heaven hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Armageddon is really gonna come, I just want everyone to know that:&lt;br /&gt;1) I might be a jerk 10% of the time but 90% of the time, I am a decent fella.&lt;br /&gt;2) If I know I will meet YOU again in my next life, I will standing in the front line of the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why aliens wanna attack us? The reason is simple, say you have few dogs at home, you fed them the same, give them shelter and the same amount of love and care but these dogs still fight everyday to win over a bigger share of what you provide to them. And their fighting is so noisy and disturbing until everyone in your neighbourhood complains about them. So what are you gonna do? Simple really, put them to sleep...forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-9105493521527963244?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/9105493521527963244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=9105493521527963244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9105493521527963244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9105493521527963244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2011/01/2112-2012.html' title='21.12. 2012'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TSAP4K7_rEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4Pdwac5JcJo/s72-c/aliens+attack+earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7401252768304808249</id><published>2010-12-31T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:53:48.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why women loves bad boyZ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TR2s2cWoRXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pprxwKpJ08o/s1600/62777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TR2s2cWoRXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pprxwKpJ08o/s320/62777.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you ask a woman what she wants in a guy? She will reach into her pocket and take out a note that says "I want my guy to be sensitive, treats me well and with a sense of humor." This note is distributed by the WWO (World Women Organization) so all the women in the world is supposed to want the same thing, they are just merely following the guidelines. Or Are They?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ok...let's jump back into reality. Good boys = salad, bad boyz = chocolate. Between chocolate and salad, women are told a million times to choose salad but they still go for chocolate. Salad is boring, chocolate is awesome. But chocolate makes u fat and miserable...women will say "I dun care...I like the feeling now, who cares what is gonna happen in 5 years or 10 years from now..." After 5 years, Chocolate leaves them. You think the feeling is gonna last for 10 years? Fat Hopes. Some even dun last 5 years, more like 5 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rain Check. How do you know that your guy is a bad boy? Simple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ask yourself this question: DOES HE ABUSE AND USE YOU?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If the answer is yes, buy a gun and shoot your men and get on with your life. Better option is, just leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you are in denial, use the gun and shoot yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Traits of Bad BoyZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;cocky, arrogant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;always puts himself first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is inattentive to a woman's needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;does what he wants when he wants to do it, regardless of what anyone else thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;acts like a loose cannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;struts his masculine sexuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;isn't even remotely a "nice" guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;treats women badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;often uses women for sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Women get offended when guys call them stupid but if I am a gal and I am in love with a bad boy, I say thank you every time ppl call me stupid, thank you for the reminder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So what is so attractive about a bad boy??? He is confident, masculine, independent. All guys hate them but doesn't mind waking up and become them for even just one day. He has droves of women at his disposal. You are there just to make up the numbers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe the guys wanna sign up and become a bad boy after reading this...but let me tell you something that you have already know, bad boyz always end up alone...always. Women get smart eventually and they will grew tired of you. Yeah, you might score some great chics during your peak but when your charms starts to melt, you will be wondering why you didn't end up with the gal that gave u the world and now she is happy with someone else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5d5d5d; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/1797205564201183999-7401252768304808249?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7401252768304808249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7401252768304808249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7401252768304808249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7401252768304808249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-women-loves-bad-boyz.html' title='Why women loves bad boyZ?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TR2s2cWoRXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pprxwKpJ08o/s72-c/62777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5021012156592808907</id><published>2010-12-20T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:12:08.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How the world has changed around me...</title><content type='html'>20th December 2010. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me...I just turned 32 as I am posting this. Memorable birthday celebrations for the past few days, looking forward to today :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna thank all my frens who gave me well wishes. Thank my family for sharing this wonderful birthday with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has changed? Everything has changed except for my marital status, still single...ladies pls contact your&amp;nbsp;head of department, I wanna file a complain cos been applying to change status for the last 14 years but still my application not approved yet. If I have to wait for another 3 more years and still no changes, I am gonna file an injunction to prevent all my frens and family who are younger than me from getting married before I do...LOL...just joking...actually can't blame anyone lar...except mua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet has changed us. The word that comes out from everyone's mouth now is DOWNLOAD.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna watch a movie. Just DOWNLOAD lar...why waste money and time...hate queueing...movie haven't even reach cinema...we already downloaded it in HD...&lt;br /&gt;Wanna listen to a song. DOWNLOAD lar...now even the pirated CD and DVD shop scare of us...pirated stuff are cheap...but we want free...Government campaign "Buy Original"...Pirated Shop campaign "Say NO to DOWNLOAD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aging. No one looks their age anymore. They have clothes and make-up for ppl aged 80 to look like 18. I dun looked my age. There are some ppl who thinks that I am 24. Discount 8 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone and BlackBerry. If u have an iPhone, the apps take over your life. If you have a BlackBerry, your boss takes over your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameras. There are cameras everywhere. Last time, you have to pose for the camera...but now you dun even know your picture has been taken...last time was say "cheese"...now its..."gotcha, you are on candid camera"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating. Men wanna date younger women. Woman wanna date younger man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook. 300 million ppl are obsessed with it. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat. Ppl are becoming fatter and fatter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google. You can google basically everything now. If you type your name on Google and nothing relevant comes out about you, you might wanna check whether you are still alive or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPS. You dun have to remember directions to anywhere now. Where is my house second toilet? PAPAGO pls help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leak. Everything also leak wan...roof leak lar..water leak lar...Our country now kena WikiLeak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic. 4 lemons - RM 2.99, one organic lemon - RM 5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youtube. "Mommy, Charlie bit my finger". Post a video, senseless one also doesnt matter. You might become an overnight celeb like Charlie and Harry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5021012156592808907?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5021012156592808907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5021012156592808907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5021012156592808907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5021012156592808907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-world-has-changed-around-me.html' title='How the world has changed around me...'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7927643833075299573</id><published>2010-12-17T03:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:15:50.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQpnn7XIvuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lto2D7-0kGg/s1600/Facebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQpnn7XIvuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lto2D7-0kGg/s1600/Facebook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Zuckerberg created FACEBOOK few years back so that people of the same circle of friends can keep in touch with each other online. Amazing? Maybe...maybe not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever come across ppl with 3000 Facebook frens? I am sure you do. These ppl have so many frens that they actually need 3 SIM Cards to be installed in their head to keep record of all their frens. Then after that, they often bicker about having too many frens in their list. Soon when they have reached their frens limit and they have to open another account to accomodate more frens. Maybe some ppl really have 6000 frens in real life...but if they spend 2 days with each of them...Mr. Reaper will be knocking on their door cos its time to go to heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whose fault izzit anyway? Facebook? The highly driven hormone guys? The gals who wanna be popular but minus the harassing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys: I wanna add that gal cos she looks so hot on FB. I wanna sing the song by Savage Garden to her "I knew I love you before I met u"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals: I want more guys to add me so that they can check me out but I dun wanna be harassed like Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have reached the level of coolness when your FB account got hacked...yeah that's right...if your account has never been hacked b4...you are not cool enough...so some ppl wished their account gets hacked every night b4 they go to sleep...weird but its true...but pls dun hack your own account to achieve the coolness status cos its dumb and no one will believe that your account got hacked when u have less than 30 frens in your list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the RELATIONSHIP STATUS...what do they really mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single: No one is good enough for me...or...I am not good enough for anyone&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship: I am attached with someone but its not gonna be for long...(whisper) pls dun tell my partner...&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship with (name): I feel insecure about my partner and I want the whole world to know that (name) is my property&lt;br /&gt;Its complicated: There are problems between me and my partner, we will stay together until someone else who is better shows up&lt;br /&gt;In an open relationship: I am in a relationship but I am allowed to screw around with 11 other ppl..you wanna join the group?&lt;br /&gt;Engaged: I am engaged to someone but we are not sure when we are getting married..wedding bells on silent mode...&lt;br /&gt;Married: I am married to someone but I am not proud of it, if I get another chance...I will marry someone else&lt;br /&gt;Married to (name): We are happily married and there are borders drawn, cross the border and someone is gonna get hurt.....seriously hurt&lt;br /&gt;Widowed: My partner passed away. I have not moved on but we can be frens first and see how we are gonna take things from there...my in-laws doesn't really fancy if I find someone else now...&lt;br /&gt;Separated: I am in the middle of a divorce so bear with me at the mean time...&lt;br /&gt;Divorced: 40% of the marriages today end up like me, so what is the big deal....btw..Hurray! Its finally over...&lt;br /&gt;Not stated: For me to know and I hope you will never find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest dilemma is that FB accounts are usually at least 10 times more happening than their owners. Wanna make your life 10 times more happening? Open a FB account today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7927643833075299573?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7927643833075299573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7927643833075299573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7927643833075299573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7927643833075299573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/facebook-dilemma.html' title='Facebook dilemma'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQpnn7XIvuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lto2D7-0kGg/s72-c/Facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3101699254698188964</id><published>2010-12-13T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:28:12.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE</title><content type='html'>Are you living a life that you are sick of? Is your business not doing well but you seemed to be clueless of what to do about it? Is your relationship deteriorating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your answer is yes to any of the questions above, I have one word for you. CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to embrace change most of the time. I can adapt to new environments in the shortest of period. I have major changes in life every 6 years. Why is it so difficult to change? If something is not doing any good to you, change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to KL when I was 17 to study. I dun know how to wash clothes, iron, fix meals, I dun even know the roads in KL. Learn.&lt;br /&gt;I dun know how to talk to gals. Learn.&lt;br /&gt;I fail some subjects in college. Learn not to fail.&lt;br /&gt;I dun know how to clean up my room. Learn.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how to talk to ppl. Ppl say that I was shy and rude. Learn to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated and found a job. Dun really like it. Change it.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am having a decent career that I am proud of. But my dream is to become a Tan Sri. So how? Change again....simple. I dunno how to get there but I wanna get there. take bus, take plane, take bicycle...I dun care....walk...I dun care k.&lt;br /&gt;When I told some of my frens that I wanna become someone(Tan Sri) in life. They gave me the blank look...&lt;br /&gt;Its ok...in life you have to set an impossible dream...it is so impossible...no one will think that you can achieve it...its ok....you might achieve it...u might not....if u achieve it, ppl will be surprised...if u dun and become a Datuk instead...ppl will be surprised as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my current state doesn't allow me to achieve what I wanna be....so I am changing now...&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen the path to travel, dunno whether its right or wrong...but if it is wrong...Change&lt;br /&gt;its never too late to change. If it is right, I will get there in half of the time. Doesnt matter when I get there, what matters is how I get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u get there, always remember....always be humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/by_seeing_the_seed_of_failure_in_every_success-we/215222.html" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;By seeing the seed of failure in every success, we remain&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;humble&lt;/b&gt;. By seeing the seed of success in every failure we remain hopefu&lt;/a&gt;l.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3101699254698188964?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3101699254698188964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3101699254698188964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3101699254698188964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3101699254698188964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/change.html' title='CHANGE'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7725030041148208167</id><published>2010-12-12T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T11:28:30.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Carbonara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQRBUUU7TVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ksaIUrk2UFA/s1600/Fettuccini+Carbonara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQRBUUU7TVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ksaIUrk2UFA/s320/Fettuccini+Carbonara.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love pasta carbonara but no idea how to make one? This is a Malaysian recipe as compared to the Classic Carbonara recipe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="ingredients" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #7a7a7a; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;1 pound fettucini&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;8 slices beef bacon, diced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;1 clove garlic, minced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;Cooking Cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;1 pinch salt and black pepper to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Cook fettucini in salted water for 13 minutes until&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;al dente. Add olive oil and set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Fry bacon in separate pan until crispy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Add garlic. Use medium heat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Add cooked and drained&amp;nbsp;fettucini. Toss to coat and heat through, adding more olive oil if it seems dry or is sticking together. Add cooking cream, tossing constantly with tongs or large fork until cream are barely set. Quickly add 1/2 cup Parmesan cheese, and toss again. Add salt and pepper to taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Simple? Try it and Enjoy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7725030041148208167?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7725030041148208167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7725030041148208167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7725030041148208167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7725030041148208167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-to-carbonara.html' title='Time to Carbonara'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQRBUUU7TVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ksaIUrk2UFA/s72-c/Fettuccini+Carbonara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7714091206170039748</id><published>2010-12-12T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T11:11:19.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQQ9S7AZFYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/R6mh8bwKkCs/s1600/beef+steak+with+brocolli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQQ9S7AZFYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/R6mh8bwKkCs/s320/beef+steak+with+brocolli.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up cooking as a hobby few years back. Just like anything you wanna do in life, you need a lot of passion. No passion, no taste. Simple. I can come back from a tiring day of work and still cook dinner. That is why I would love to marry a wife that doesn't know how to cook but is an expert in washing dishes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans started cooking after they discovered fire. Cooking is a process of preparing food with heat. The food takes less time and effort to consume and digest after it has been cooked compared to raw food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I started cooking; I was tired of hunting for restaurants around my area. The restaurants that I visit usually serves unhealthy food. The oil has been reused for dunno how many F****ing times. Price is unreasonable. I got charged for 19 dollars for a bowl of creme of mushroom. For 19 dollars, I can make a pot! Can share with my neighbors as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to think of something new to cook. The simple ingredients will do most of the time. Pasta, fish, chicken, beef, lamb. Different recipe and preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common reason people don't wanna cook their own food: NO TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that some people have really no time because of their busy schedule. They don't even have time to die, where got time to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My total cholesterol level is way below the 5.5 average reading. Learn to cook or find someone to cook healthy food for you. You have no idea how restaurants prepare their food most of the time. Food is supposed to sustain your life, not kill you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7714091206170039748?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7714091206170039748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7714091206170039748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7714091206170039748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7714091206170039748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/cooking.html' title='Cooking'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TQQ9S7AZFYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/R6mh8bwKkCs/s72-c/beef+steak+with+brocolli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7721444240711369114</id><published>2010-12-12T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:33:17.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>I can only blog when I'm either very happy or very sad...other than that, I can't. Like right now, I'm in a average state of mind. Can't write anything here. Hmmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7721444240711369114?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7721444240711369114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7721444240711369114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7721444240711369114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7721444240711369114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5643378798771224444</id><published>2010-10-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T21:23:18.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TK8bDQskvoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Pgdmf_GU7Sg/s1600/iphone_4g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TK8bDQskvoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Pgdmf_GU7Sg/s320/iphone_4g.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the latest gadget from Apple. The iPhone 4. How I got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it started with months of anticipation before the arrival. Days of walking into Apple Stores asking the salesperson when will the "phone" will arrive in our shores. Not forgetting logging into Maxis website every now and then waiting for them to announce the launch date. No luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One eventful night, I was invited to attend a wedding dinner by one of my old college mate, CK who got married to his college sweetheart Vanessa...congrats to them. Anyway, the whole table was occupied by my old frens who were busy playing with their 3GS. I was wondering what is so interesting that you can play with your phone for minutes or even hours! Then came the &amp;nbsp;pinnacle moment when Justin who was my primary schoolmate was playing with his iPhone 4 bought from Singapore. The design is sleek and the resolution of the phone is jaw-dropping. I fell in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to owe this baby. Few days later, the news is out...the "phone" had arrived at our shores and its available at all Maxis and Digi outlets. So I went down to Taman Tun Maxis Center. The place was like a market full of people buzzing in and out of the place. No wonder Mr. Krishnan is the second richest man in Malaysia. After minutes of being lost inside the center, I managed to get hold of a guy that markets the new iPhone. He told me put down my name and contact number on a waiting list. They will contact me in 2-3 weeks when there is stock. What????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put down my name and contacts and left the place disappointed. The feeling of "I got money but cannot buy anything". On my way out bumped into a fren. He was there to buy the phone as well. He looks impatient as well. No need to guess why. He has a fren who was with him and he is holding the PHONE. He told me that he got it from Digi in Solaris Mont Kiara in 20mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more, I was speeding my way to Solaris. Got to the DIGI center, grab some dude and ask him "Do you have the freaking phone?" and he replied yes. DIGI 1 Maxis 0. So started registering and bought the phone. We have reached the Holy Grail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home happy with my new baby. This is the 2nd week I have been using it. The stock in DIGI dried up cos everyone wanna get it and I mean everyone. Apple ran out of stock in China within hours of launching it! 200,000 units gone in 60 secs. People are lining up in Malaysia to get it. There are still many waiting at home. Everyone is iPhone 4 crazy! Few of my frens bought it and formed a club...they called themselves the IP MAN...man with the iP4....hahahahahaha. I haven't join the club yet...u think I should? kaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After using it, I realized that its the best phone I have ever used. The internet capabilities are magnificent. People wanna be your fren when u have an iPhone 4. No shit. They will come up to you and ask to have a look at the phone as if its a freaking Ferrari! I am a proud owner. There are so many applications that u can install that makes this phone ROCKS! You can really spend hours playing with this phone, now I get it...finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna comment on the battery life being the downside of this phone. I can only used it for half a day and the battery goes flat. So this explains why I have 2 phones now :P Technology wor....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5643378798771224444?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5643378798771224444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5643378798771224444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5643378798771224444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5643378798771224444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-toy.html' title='The New Toy'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TK8bDQskvoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Pgdmf_GU7Sg/s72-c/iphone_4g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4061768788977259905</id><published>2010-10-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:30:19.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Haven't been posting for a long long time. This is my first post since ages ago. Roller-coaster ride seems to be getting more exciting by the day. Question of the day: Do people really post how they feel about life, about anything for real online? Just wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4061768788977259905?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4061768788977259905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4061768788977259905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4061768788977259905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4061768788977259905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/10/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8650548203329347410</id><published>2010-04-15T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:40:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retirement</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;With people living longer, marrying and having children later and  not saving enough, facing retirement is a challenge. While there is  growing awareness about the need to plan, less than 5% are prepared for  retirement and fail to take into consideration inflation rates and  rising medical costs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 1981, when Azman graduated, he got a  job in KL which paid him RM1,800 a month. He bought an imported Mazda  at RM17,000 and months later he put down money on a RM78,000  single-storey terrace house.&lt;br /&gt;Today, 25 years later, Azman's  daughter has just finished university. Her starting pay is RM1,800, just  like her father's two and a half decades ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="7" style="width: 255px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.thestar.com.my/archives/2007/5/27/nation/n_retirement.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Long road  ahead: With the life expectancy of men at 72 and women at 76, most  people have a good 20 years to live after retirement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;But unlike her father's time, imported cars cost over RM100,000 today.  So Latifah has opted to buy a Proton for RM45,000 (more than double  what her dad paid for his first car).   While her father could afford  to buy a house early in his career, Latifah can't. Houses in KL these  days cost at least RM200,000, so she has to work for a few years first  before she can own one.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to 25 years ago, the prices of  goods, food, petrol and electricity have all gone up. Understandably,  it's an uphill task for Latifah to save on her RM1,800 salary, since the  purchasing power of her salary is much lower than her father's back in  the 1980s.&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact that wages have not moved in tandem with  the rise of the cost of living and inflation. That trend is expected to  continue.&lt;br /&gt;And if people do not start planning early for their  retirement, they are going to find themselves in a spot after they turn  55.&lt;br /&gt;Today, three meals cost you RM20 but in 20 years time – with  an inflation rate of 6% a year – you will need RM64 per day for the  three meals, estimates financial consultant Hazel Ong Archibald of CIMB  Wealth Advisors (see Chart 1). The government puts inflation rate at  3.2% to 4.8% but Ong says in urban areas, that figure is about 6%.&lt;br /&gt;So while the RM500,000 in your EPF or bank account at retirement might  look good on paper, she says, if you do not invest that money to make  it grow at a rate higher than the inflation rate, 20 years later, it  would be worth only RM145,053 in purchasing power!&lt;br /&gt;While there  is more awareness about retirement planning these days, particularly in  the urban areas, in reality this does not often translate into  preparedness.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;“Because it is more pleasurable to  spend than to save,” opines Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="7" style="width: 394px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.thestar.com.my/archives/2007/5/27/nation/n_inflation.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="7" style="width: 394px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.thestar.com.my/archives/2007/5/27/nation/n_interest.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;People understand – at  head level – the need to plan and save, she says, but at heart level,  emotions rule and instant gratification wins the battle.  “I wanted  to persuade a friend to save for the future but she kept saying she had  no money but then later I saw she could sign up RM3,000 and RM5,000 for  some slimming packages!” &lt;br /&gt;Reality hits when people find that  they cannot afford to retire because they had not seriously put aside  the money early on in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="7" style="width: 144px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.thestar.com.my/archives/2007/5/27/nation/n_25ng.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Ng: ‘Less  than 5% are prepared for retirement’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;“Less than 5% are prepared for retirement,” estimates Life Insurance  Association of Malaysia (LIAM) president Ng Lian Lau.  He says those  in their 20s think they are too young to think about retirement, while  those in their 30s and 40s tend to believe they are doing enough because  they have their EPF savings, and those who are 55 feel it is just too  late for them.&lt;br /&gt;And the truth is at 55, most people cannot afford  to retire.&lt;br /&gt;“People are living longer, life expectancy for women  is 76 years. For men it's 72. With this kind of longevity, people have  got more than 20 years after retirement. 60 would be a more ideal  retirement age,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;People are marrying later too, points  out Ong. &lt;br /&gt;Which means they are having children later in life. If  a person has a kid at the age of 35 and retires at 55, the odds are  that his child at 20 would probably still be at university or college  and his education require financing.&lt;br /&gt;On average, the Malaysian  household spent 5.7% on education last year. With the cost of education  rising by 6% each year, this is expected to climb steadily. &lt;br /&gt;While parents might buy an education insurance plan for their children,  Ong has found that 90% of the time the amount is insufficient. More  often than not, parents are willing to give up “everything”, including  their own retirement fund for the kids. Which leaves them in a  vulnerable position in their old age, unless of course their children  provide for them. &lt;br /&gt;As for life insurance, only 40% of Malaysians  are covered. Ng says this is a small number compared to 100% in  Singapore, 80% in the United States and 400% in Japan (where one person  has four policies on average).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="7" style="width: 164px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.thestar.com.my/archives/2007/5/27/nation/n_ong.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Ong:  ‘Inflation rate in urban areas is 6%’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And even if one has a life policy as well as savings from the EPF,  people should still worry about retirement. This is because without a  new source of income, that money would run out. This is especially so if  one runs into health problems which is common when people grow older.   “Medical inflation is easily 15% each year. And this could really eat  into the savings,” warns Prudential Assurance Malaysia Bhd CEO Tan Kar  Hor.&lt;br /&gt;Tan likens the medical bill as a “hole” which if not  plugged would leak away one's entire retirement and savings. &lt;br /&gt;“It's only a question of how the big the hole is,” he says. &lt;br /&gt;So  parliamentary secretary to the Finance Ministry Datuk Seri Dr Hilmi  Yahaya's announcement on Thursday that amendments to the Employees  Provident Fund Act would allow contributors to withdraw money to buy  insurance for critical illness for themselves and their family is  welcome news. The amendment Bill was passed in Dewan Negara that same  day.&lt;br /&gt;So how much would one need for retirement?&lt;br /&gt;Experts  say this depends on the individual and his lifestyle. And how much he is  willing to reduce consumption – to eat out less often, buy fewer  things, live in a smaller house, drive less, drive a smaller car and  travel less. &lt;br /&gt;The rule of the thumb, says Ng, is managing on 60%  of your last drawn pay.&lt;br /&gt;For Ong, it's 70% of one's current  lifestyle. If a family in Kuala Lumpur with two kids and two cars needs  RM5,000 today, at retirement, expenses should go down to RM3,500.&lt;br /&gt;Even based on this calculation, one would need RM747,000 if one were  to live for 25 years after retirement, and RM806,200 for the next 30  years, factoring in the inflation and interest rates.&lt;br /&gt;Going by  statistics revealed in EPF's 2005 annual report, about 90% of EPF  contributors have less than RM100,000 in their accounts. So sole  dependence on one's EPF savings as a safety net is not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Assuming that one can live on RM1,000 a month, to survive for 25  years, one would still need a substantial RM300,000 and for 35 years,  RM420,000.&lt;br /&gt;Bank Negara's Counselling and Debt Management Agency  (AKPK) CEO Mohamed Akwal Sultan reckons a person should not start  purchasing big assets like property or a house late in life as the  danger is that once they have retired they may not be able to meet the  instalment payment on it.&lt;br /&gt;“When you are in your late 40s, you  should be winding down and not committing to high expenses to buy big  things,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;AKPK has dealt with a number of cases where  retirees have had banks auction off their houses because they could not  meet the monthly loan payment.&lt;br /&gt;There is also the problem of  credit card temptation. Ng notes a worrying trend that more and more  younger people are becoming bankrupt as they are spending “tomorrow's  money”. Which basically means these people are not saving or building  their retirement nest.&lt;br /&gt;Ideally, Ong says, people should start  saving from the time of conception; that way would be able to enjoy the  magic of the compounding effect (see Chart 2).&lt;br /&gt;Prudential's Tan  says a noticeable trend is that while the younger generation is prepared  to invest in new financial instruments, the older generation gravitates  towards fixed deposits.&lt;br /&gt;“That is very risky because you would  not be able to accumulate enough because the interest rates can't meet  the inflationary rate and your money is getting smaller,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;He believes given the current life span, it would do retirees good to  be more aggressive in their investment.&lt;br /&gt;“In investing, you  should not be looking at the date of retirement but rather the date of  potential death which is probably still another 21 years away after  retirement,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;He recommends that people only keep about  six months of their monthly expenses in the savings and FDs and put the  rest in investment products that generate more income than the inflation  rate.&lt;br /&gt;Ng believes a good private pension would help people in  their retirement years. In developed countries, money put into savings  for retirement is not taxable, neither is the profit from that  investment.&lt;br /&gt;“When you retire, you can't take the money out in a  lump sum either or you'd have to pay tax on it. This will force you to  withdraw your money on a regular monthly basis for retirement because  that's tax free,” he adds.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore has such a scheme, the  voluntary Supplementary Retirement Scheme, which complements the Central  Provident Fund (CPF). Such a scheme has not taken off in Malaysia for a  number of reasons, says Ng.&lt;br /&gt;It would be a loss of revenue to  the Government because people would not be paying taxes on money put  aside for retirement. It would benefit only the rich and middle income  group as the poor might not be able to afford it, he adds.&lt;br /&gt;“Perhaps it hasn't taken off too because the Malaysian economy is pretty  dependent on consumer spending. And the Government wants you to spend,”  he adds.&lt;br /&gt;Ng says there should also be an asset liquidation law  in the country. It is puzzling that there are all sorts of incentives  for asset accumulation, he says, but none for liquidation.&lt;br /&gt;An  example of asset liquidation would be to reverse mortgage your house to  the bank in return for a guaranteed monthly income until you die.&lt;br /&gt;The asset would at the end of the day belong to the bank or insurance  company. But in the meantime, the person has the right to continue to  live in the house until death and get a monthly income too.&lt;br /&gt;“If  they outlive the value of the house, the bank loses,” he says.  &lt;br /&gt;As our population ages and life expectancy increases, more thought  must be given by both individuals and the Government on how to develop a  culture of planning and saving for one's retirement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8650548203329347410?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8650548203329347410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8650548203329347410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8650548203329347410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8650548203329347410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/04/retirement.html' title='Retirement'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5764376809580374957</id><published>2010-03-11T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:46:26.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S5hmxijZD1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NYQnQj2n6ZQ/s1600-h/John+Terry-sex-scandal-rocks-english-soccer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S5hmxijZD1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NYQnQj2n6ZQ/s320/John+Terry-sex-scandal-rocks-english-soccer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there have been stories surrounding celebrities that are involved in sex-scandals namely John Terry, Jack Neo, Ashley Cole and Tiger Woods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly after reading the articles I really have no respect for them even though I used to think highly of them. Right now, they are rubbish to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life when you on top of your career, your balls would be so huge that you think you can do anything. Well I think right now, their balls shrunk to a size of a peanut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I think all their wives should not forgive them. They should file for divorce and take half of their estate. How can you forgive your husband who used to harass other women for sex? Do you know how shameful is that? Losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pic of John Terry, his wife and his mistress cos of all of them, I hate him the most now. Cos John Terry not only sleep with other women but one of them used to bear a child of his ex-teammate, Wayne Bridge! &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5764376809580374957?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5764376809580374957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5764376809580374957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5764376809580374957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5764376809580374957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/03/scandal.html' title='Scandal'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S5hmxijZD1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NYQnQj2n6ZQ/s72-c/John+Terry-sex-scandal-rocks-english-soccer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3764687776315554867</id><published>2010-02-19T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:40:22.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cheong Sam Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSEANPH%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:SimSun;	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;	mso-font-alt:宋体;	mso-font-charset:134;	mso-generic-font-family:auto;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"\@SimSun";	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;	mso-font-charset:134;	mso-generic-font-family:auto;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;}p	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto;	margin-right:0in;	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;	margin-left:0in;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once upon a time in Jing Bo Lake, China lives a girl by the name of Wu-Xia Li. She is an orphan. Her parents left her when she was 11 because they were too poor to take care of Xia Li so they gave her away to an elderly couple who makes clothes for fishermen for a living in a fishing village. The elderly couple raised Xia Li as though she was their very own daughter as the couple had no children of their own. From young, Xia Li helped out with house chores and learn sewing clothes from her adopted parents. She doesn’t wander very far off the village as her world revolves and is confined within that village itself. She often wonders to herself what beholds beyond the village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Many springs, autumns and winter passed, Xia Li grew prettier and prettier by the day. The elderly couple was not very pleased with the attention that Xia Li is getting from the young fishermen from the village. Many young fishermen were amazed by the beauty of Xia Li when they visit her house to buy clothes from the elderly couple. They simply cannot take their eyes off this fair and smooth skinned with long silky hair girl but none dared to approach the elderly couple to ask for their permission to marry her as they know they would get rejected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Not only is Xia Li beautiful beyond words can express, she is very good and creative in sewing as well. One sunny day, while overlooking the window in her room she saw a fisherwoman was struggling with work as she is often hindered by her long and loose fitting dress. Then an idea struck Xia Li: why not make a more practical dress for work? She got down to sewing and produced a long multi-looped-button gown with slits, which enabled fisherwoman to tuck in the front piece of her dress, thus making her job much easier. She named her creative invention; Qipao or better known as Cheongsam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;In a short period of time, more and more fisherwoman demanded for the Qipao as the outfit made their job much easier. Fisherwoman from other provinces travelled many miles and crossed many rivers to buy the Qipao from Xia Li. Words of praise and the popularity of the Qipao soon came to the knowledge of one of the top legislators of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, Chen-Bao Guo. The &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Emperor ordered Chen-Bao Guo to visit Jing Bo Lake to gather information on the Qipao as the emperor himself is curious how this outfit has swept the whole country by storm with its popularity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Chen-Bao Guo obeyed his emperor’s orders and with his delegate of court officials and soldiers, they travel to Jing Bo Lake. Upon arrival, the elderly couple greeted Chen-Bao Guo and explained to the delegate how the Qipao fitted numerous fisherwoman all over &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; so perfectly which made their daily fishing chores much easier. Overcame by excitement, Chen-Bao Guo demanded to meet the person who created the Qipao. Surprisingly, the elderly couple refused to agree to his request. Chen-Bao Guo explained to the elderly couple that it is the Emperor’s wish for him to meet the creator of Qipao. After much debate, the elderly couple agreed but only Chen-Bao Guo can meet Xia Li. A goddess like young girl was unveiled. Chen-Bao Guo was lost for words as he was amazed with the beauty of Xia Li. He just couldn’t believe that such a beautiful young gal has created and sewn the Qipao. Instantly, he fell in love with her. But sadly, he kept his feelings to himself as he was on a mission to investigate about the Qipao. Little did he know that Xia Li was very much in love with him as well but neither one of them spoke about their feelings for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Soon words came to the Emperor that Xia Li is not only talented in her sewing, she is also very beautiful. The Emperor ordered Chen-Bao Guo and his officials to bring Xia Li back to the palace together with 10000 pieces of Qipao. Upon hearing this piece of news, Xia Li was very sad. She knew that if they travelled back to the palace with Chen-Bao Guo and his delegate, she would be made as a concubine to the Emperor. Worried for her destiny and not being able to be with Chen-Bao Guo, she confessed her feelings to Chen-Bao Guo. Chen-Bao Guo was confused as he loves Xia Li very much but he doesn’t want to disobey his Emperor. As the 10000 pieces of Qipao needs time to be sewn, Chen-Bao Guo and his delegate needs to spend 1 month in Jing Bo Lake. The longer Chen-Bao Guo was in Jing Bo Lake, the more madly in love between him and Xia Li as they spent many days and weeks together. Finally, refusing to give up his love for Xia Li, he had decided to deceive his Emperor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;After 1 month had gone by, Chen-Bao Guo asked the delegate to travel back to the palace with another girl disguising as Xia Li together with the 10000 pieces of Qipao. He even told his delegate to inform the Emperor that he can’t travel back together with them as he is very ill and he didn’t want to bring the contagious illness back to the palace. Since the delegate had never seen Xia Li before, they have no knowledge that the girl they brought back to the palace was a phony. Upon reaching the palace, the Emperor ordered a wedding ceremony to be held immediately so that he can marry Xia Li. Believing in the fame of Xia Li’s beauty, the Emperor didn’t even bother meeting up with Xia Li before holding the grand wedding as he wanted to be surprised on his wedding night when he unveiled his bride. The Emperor ordered all the girl servants to wear the Qipao that was brought back from Jing Bo Lake on the auspicious wedding night to mark a great invention and a grand occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;A grand wedding ceremony and celebration was held. Finally, came the moment of truth. The Emperor unveiled his bride. He was shocked to find an ordinary looking girl bestowed to him contradicting rumors about Xia Li’s goddess like beauty. He summoned the officers from the delegate and questioned them whether the girl bestowed to him is really Xia Li? Since none of the officers from the delegate had seen Xia Li’s real person before, none of them can explain to the Emperor where have gone wrong. Being a very smart Emperor, he demanded that the phony to sew a Qipao to prove that she is the real Xia Li! The phony girl couldn’t sew out a Qipao as she is not as skillful as Xia Li and the Emperor knew that he was being cheated. Furious, he ordered all the delegates of Jing Bo Lake and the phony girl to be beheaded! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Not satisfied with not being able to marry Xia Li and cheated by Chen-Bao Guo, the Emperor ordered his soldiers to attack Jing Bo Lake and arrest Xia Li and Chen-Bao Guo. Xia Li and Chen-Bao Guo surrendered themselves to the soldiers as they didn’t want to see Jing Bo Lake being destroyed and its villagers being killed for the sake of their love. The Emperor finally get what he wishes for as he married Xia Li immediately after the soldiers brought her back to the palace with no hesitation as rumors about Xia Li’s amazing beauty was true. Xia Li knew she has no choice but to marry the Emperor but she wanted to save her lover Chen-Bao Guo and so she requested that the Emperor not kill Chen-Bao Guo but instead put him in prison for life. The Emperor agreed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Before Chen Bao-Guo was imprisoned for life, Xia Li secretly sew a piece of clothing for him. Xia Li sew a male version of the Qipao called the Changshan for her lover to wear in order not to forget her as long as he is still wearing it. Chen-Bao Guo spent every day of his prison life thinking of Xia Li and Xia Li spent every day of her palace life weeping because of sadness thinking of Chen-Bao Guo. Xia Li is allowed to visit Chen-Bao Guo on every 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of Chinese New Year for 5 minutes. Even though every year they get to meet for 5 minutes, Xia Li will wear her Qipao and Chen-Bao Guo will wear his Changshan every time they meet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Soon a war broke off between neighboring empires with &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and Xia Li was kidnapped away during one of the destructive attack on the palace. Chen-Bao Guo didn’t get a chance to meet Xia Li anymore but both of them still wear the Qipao and the Changsan on every 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of Chinese New Year waiting for one day they will finally get to meet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love a person, it doesn’t matter the obstacles, not even time away from each other. Eternity is not measured by time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Please be reminded that this is a fictional story I wrote. It is not based on real events. But nevertheless please dun make a movie out of this story and if u really have the urge, contact me. We can work things out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3764687776315554867?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3764687776315554867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3764687776315554867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3764687776315554867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3764687776315554867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheong-sam-love-story.html' title='The Cheong Sam Love Story'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4581559198587393128</id><published>2010-02-19T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:24:27.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until I find You Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S35mw1c6WyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/v96KYkgaZX4/s1600-h/broken-heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="73" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S35mw1c6WyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/v96KYkgaZX4/s320/broken-heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been trying &lt;br /&gt;To fill up my days since you're gone. &lt;br /&gt;The speed of love is blinding, &lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know how to hold on. &lt;br /&gt;My mind won't clear. &lt;br /&gt;I'm out of tears. &lt;br /&gt;My heart's got no room left inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end? &lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend? &lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by, &lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the arms of hope surround me? &lt;br /&gt;Will time be a fairweather friend? &lt;br /&gt;Should I call out to angels, &lt;br /&gt;Or just drink myself sober again? &lt;br /&gt;I can't hide, it's true. &lt;br /&gt;I still burn for you. &lt;br /&gt;Your memory just won't let me go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end? &lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend? &lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by, &lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you tighter, &lt;br /&gt;Closer than ever before. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;No flame would burn brighter, &lt;br /&gt;If I could touch you once more, &lt;br /&gt;Hold you once more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end? &lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend? &lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by, until I find you again? &lt;br /&gt;'till I find you again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4581559198587393128?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4581559198587393128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4581559198587393128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4581559198587393128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4581559198587393128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/02/until-i-find-you-again.html' title='Until I find You Again'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S35mw1c6WyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/v96KYkgaZX4/s72-c/broken-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1917327476854903663</id><published>2010-02-18T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:42:47.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONG XI FA CAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S3waxD4-KhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oTW2XEeV_bs/s1600-h/family+potrait.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="1219" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S3waxD4-KhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oTW2XEeV_bs/s400/family+potrait.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to all of frens out there. May this Year of the TIGER make all your wishes come true "Sam Siong Si Seng"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I went back to my hometown, Ipoh. Ipoh hasn't changed much for the last few years, something which I am not very proud of I must confess. But the food is still nice. Not the hawker food but the food from the chinese restaurants. &lt;br /&gt;Overall this Chinese New Year was quite nice. I didnt managed to bet much which is good news. Put on some weight...arghh...some awkward moments; I got a few ang pows from people who are younger than me...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go out much this CNY cos most of my Ipoh frens have family of their own to tend to. My long time fren, Beng reunited with his ex...GOOD ONE bro! Happy for u. Played in a futsal tournament as a GoalKeeper cos I really sux at other positions haha. But it was enjoyable, my team managed to trash a respectable team 5-0 on the last game. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every CNY, my family gather to take a family pic. This is by far the best one we have taken. I looked a bit wide haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1917327476854903663?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1917327476854903663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1917327476854903663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1917327476854903663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1917327476854903663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='GONG XI FA CAI'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S3waxD4-KhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oTW2XEeV_bs/s72-c/family+potrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7451871289527803718</id><published>2010-02-07T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:18:48.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S24_H9L44EI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HsC2AzHrlug/s1600-h/almond+chocolate.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S24_H9L44EI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HsC2AzHrlug/s320/almond+chocolate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first post since a long lay-off. Let me share something funny.&lt;br /&gt;Lately there were quite a number of my clients have been hospitalised.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to visit an elderly woman who was bed ridden for a week due to gnaw bladder operation.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached there, she was asleep. So being polite I didnt want to wake her up and decided to wait for her to wake up. So while waiting I noticed a bowl of almonds sitting prettily on her side table. Being a nut lover, I started helping myself to some of the almonds. Eat eat eat...nice.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the elderly woke up and saw me eating the almond nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam Chong: "Oh hi Sean, I noticed that you are helping yourself to the almond nuts. You like it?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh it is very nice. I hope you dun mind"&lt;br /&gt;Madam Chong: "Dun worry about it. I no teeth to eat the almond but I finish the chocolate."&lt;br /&gt;Me: !!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7451871289527803718?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7451871289527803718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7451871289527803718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7451871289527803718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7451871289527803718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/02/hospital-visit.html' title='Hospital Visit'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S24_H9L44EI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HsC2AzHrlug/s72-c/almond+chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8266578254249994939</id><published>2010-02-07T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:00:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comeback</title><content type='html'>After a so called long lay off from blogging, I think its time to make a comeback. There are actually people who noticed that I have stopped blogging for a while. Well I am pleased to hear that there are people who follow my blog. Its actually a conversation that I have myself. The conversation that you have with yourself is the most important conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Do follow closely as you will see a revival to my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8266578254249994939?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8266578254249994939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8266578254249994939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8266578254249994939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8266578254249994939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/02/comeback.html' title='Comeback'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5684166290978772916</id><published>2010-01-18T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T01:20:20.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>I would like to apologize for some of the postings in my blog which I myself think its a bit overboard. I hope I have not offended anyone and if there are people who feel offended, please forgive me. I will lower down the tone of my posting from now on. I will not remove the not so nice posting as I have given time and thought into it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually last time, no one visits my blog. So I wrote a lot of stuff as a conversation that I have with myself. If you feel the postings are a bit overboard, pls leave a comment and I will have some thing to ponder about. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5684166290978772916?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5684166290978772916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5684166290978772916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5684166290978772916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5684166290978772916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2172676428681375455</id><published>2010-01-15T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:52:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite Bruce Lee Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0_0f2HpE_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AgQYUSNo2GY/s1600-h/the+way+of+the+dragon.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="187" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0_0f2HpE_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AgQYUSNo2GY/s320/the+way+of+the+dragon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched all Bruce Lee's Movies. This is my favourite. The Way of the Dragon. The final battle between Bruce Lee and Chuck Noris is epic. If only the legend is still around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2172676428681375455?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2172676428681375455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2172676428681375455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2172676428681375455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2172676428681375455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/favourite-bruce-lee-movie.html' title='Favourite Bruce Lee Movie'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0_0f2HpE_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AgQYUSNo2GY/s72-c/the+way+of+the+dragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8223390070729266586</id><published>2010-01-14T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:19:43.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S063cOOrHzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tSPCTZ0bxUA/s1600-h/after_plastic_surgery_wounds.gif" imageanchor="1" linkindex="1978" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S063cOOrHzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tSPCTZ0bxUA/s320/after_plastic_surgery_wounds.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me whether I am in favor of ppl going for plastic surgery...I fully support them. If you dun like the way you look or how your body looks...change it. Simple as that. You don't have to explain to anyone. Its your own body. I know there are risk involved but then there is risk involved in undertaking anything new.&lt;br /&gt;I was at a plastic surgery clinic before while waiting for my ex to get some advice. So since I was there, I asked the consultant what to do to make myself better looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consultant: "Hmmm....you need to cut your eyelids to make double eye lids. Then cut a wider eye angle to make them look bigger. Have a rhinoplasty. Cut ur lips smaller. Make the chin wider. Adjust the jaws a bit."&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sweat...."Then no one recognise me after that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I didnt do anything to my face. Guys can always replace their lack of good looks with deeper pockets. Actually the most important thing to have is inner beauty but often enough guys will only be interested to find out the gal's inner beauty if they are attracted to how pretty she is. Lame but its true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8223390070729266586?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8223390070729266586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8223390070729266586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8223390070729266586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8223390070729266586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/plastic-surgery.html' title='Plastic Surgery'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S063cOOrHzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tSPCTZ0bxUA/s72-c/after_plastic_surgery_wounds.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6948399087444123169</id><published>2010-01-09T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:08:19.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0g5Mk8OP_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-9pmlhhZucI/s1600-h/salmon+steak+with+sour+cream+sauce.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="17" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0g5Mk8OP_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-9pmlhhZucI/s320/salmon+steak+with+sour+cream+sauce.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0g5UkXvWUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1PlSwk5ch4c/s1600-h/tiger+prawns+in+butter+milk+sauce.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="18" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0g5UkXvWUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1PlSwk5ch4c/s320/tiger+prawns+in+butter+milk+sauce.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been cooking for almost a year. Gonna kick start it back once I moved into my new place. Looking out for guinea pigs to test my revived cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6948399087444123169?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6948399087444123169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6948399087444123169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6948399087444123169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6948399087444123169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-cooking.html' title='I miss cooking'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0g5Mk8OP_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-9pmlhhZucI/s72-c/salmon+steak+with+sour+cream+sauce.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8303109992601736136</id><published>2010-01-08T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:16:37.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuel price by car size</title><content type='html'>The bigger your car, the more you will have to pay for petrol from May 1. &lt;br /&gt;This is because the Government is going to change the way fuel is subsidised.&lt;br /&gt;It is planning for a fuel pricing mechanism that will ensure only targeted groups, particularly those from the lower-income, will receive fuel subsidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The above was taken from theStar.com.my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tax UP, Fuel Price UP, Prices of Cars never gone down...can't wait for the next general election to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8303109992601736136?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8303109992601736136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8303109992601736136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8303109992601736136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8303109992601736136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuel-price-by-car-size.html' title='Fuel price by car size'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2855098965304584949</id><published>2010-01-08T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:10:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I can still recall the first time I was asked by Jin Hun to share with a group of new agents about the life of being an insurance advisor. This was because he has stage fright and was quite reluctant to share. I was happy and sad at the same time when he asked me. Happy because I finally get a chance to share my experience but sad cos AIA didn't really invited me to share, I am more like a substitute.&lt;br /&gt;So I vowed that one day I will do good enough for AIA to invite me to share, not as a substitute but the actual speaker. After years have passed and my results prompted AIA to invite me to do several sharing session. Ever since I had never missed an opportunity to share. I wanna share my experience and testimony as an advisor and how this career can change my life and at the same time touch many lives around me.&lt;br /&gt;I get very good reviews about my sharing session. But I know I can be better if I do better in AIA then I can share on a bigger stage. Now I have a new motivation to do even better. I believe that it can only get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Every time after sharing, I get a burning sensation above my stomach that is quite painful which is similar to gastric. Too passionate I guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2855098965304584949?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2855098965304584949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2855098965304584949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2855098965304584949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2855098965304584949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/sharing.html' title='Sharing'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1487813956977942702</id><published>2010-01-06T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:49:43.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephy Tang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0QWR3eEKnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eBS_rsxOZpY/s1600-h/stephy+tang.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="79" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0QWR3eEKnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eBS_rsxOZpY/s320/stephy+tang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at her makes my day brighter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1487813956977942702?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1487813956977942702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1487813956977942702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1487813956977942702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1487813956977942702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/stephy-tang.html' title='Stephy Tang'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0QWR3eEKnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eBS_rsxOZpY/s72-c/stephy+tang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1091058905494252658</id><published>2010-01-03T12:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:33:23.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing for Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0Aak7G0jxI/AAAAAAAAAUY/I98vK_aQ4bE/s1600-h/zara-man.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0Aak7G0jxI/AAAAAAAAAUY/I98vK_aQ4bE/s320/zara-man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment Adam and Eve took a bite of the sacred apple, the world was introduced to fashion. Well they started with leaves and bushes but we can't really blame their efforts cos they wear their birthday suits to every occasion before the small mischievous accident took place.&lt;br /&gt;Well today I am gonna talk about our dudes and their dressing. I am gonna leave out the chics cos I am sure they know what should be done when they reach 16 or 17. If you are a gal and you are clueless how to dress yourself up, go buy a FEMALE magazine and sort yourself out.&lt;br /&gt;If you are guy and you think that fashion is only for the ladies and you are too macho to dress up for proper occasions or perhaps you think its too gay for you, do me a favor...go fuck yourself and then donate your whole wardrobe to the poor, you dun need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should a man dress to impress? Go buy a "How to dress a man for IDIOTS" guidebook...I was kidding hehe...First, always wear clothes that correspond to the occasion. Second, always wear a well put-together outfit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have trouble deciding on what to wear, it is always better to be overdressed than under dressed. You wouldn't want to show up in casual wear for dinner at an expensive restaurant with a woman dressed to kill.&lt;br /&gt;She might kill you if you come in shorts and singlet. Trust me, you dun wanna take any chances... &lt;br /&gt;A man should always be dressed to meet the occasion or situation. No matter where you are going with a woman, you should always be wearing clean, well-kept clothes. Believe it or not, women prefer clothes that are well-kept and clean to clothes that are worn out or dirty! That may seem obvious to you, but it is important to remember. By taking care of how you look, and by showing some style, you show women that you really care about your presentation...and women notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always... Look Your Best! You should always take the time to look your best whenever you go out. You never know when you may have the opportunity to meet a stunning, beautiful woman - the shopping mall, clubs, or coffee shop. Be sure to pay attention to the whole outfit. It's worth the extra money to buy yourself some nice clothes to wear out. Spend some money on clothes guys, you can't bring the fucking Ferrari into the mall, dinner functions or clubs. Not every gal knows you drives a Ferrari except the valet boy. Trust me guys, you dun wanna get into the pants of gals that just wanna get into your Prancing Horse. The ride is short and meaningless. And don't forget about the shoes or boots, a new belt and a nice watch. Accessories do make a huge difference. If you wear a well put-together outfit you will look sharp and portray more confidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refine Your Looks  &lt;br /&gt;Women notice every little thing about a man's grooming. Every time they see a guy they go through a mental checklist. Is his hair washed and styled? Are his fingernails clean or manicured? Are his shoes polished? Clothes clean? Is he bathed? Does he smell good? These things really matter to women! Clean and neat counts! Find a grooming regime that works for you and stay polished! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, I repeat ALWAYS, shower and shave and use deodorant before going out to meet a woman. Yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am paid by Zara to post this article. Their sales figures for men's clothing is a bit low. You think I so free with nothing to do izzit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1091058905494252658?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1091058905494252658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1091058905494252658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1091058905494252658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1091058905494252658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/dressing-for-men.html' title='Dressing for Men'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/S0Aak7G0jxI/AAAAAAAAAUY/I98vK_aQ4bE/s72-c/zara-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-937029823126207319</id><published>2010-01-02T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:21:24.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Ga Korean BBQ Restaurant @ Solaris Mont Kiara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JKcYxrOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xmld9Z8sAg4/s1600-h/31122009983.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="38" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JKcYxrOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xmld9Z8sAg4/s320/31122009983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JXOVrHtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jqvA1j1vIzU/s1600-h/31122009984.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="39" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JXOVrHtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jqvA1j1vIzU/s320/31122009984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JreVVCgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uz9KYLVIYqc/s1600-h/31122009982.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="40" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JreVVCgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uz9KYLVIYqc/s400/31122009982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to this great Korean restaurant by John Cheah. One of the best Korean BBQ Restaurant I have been to. I went there again recently for New Year's Eve lunch...two person..total bill RM 66.00 and we couldn't finish all the food. The whole table was filled with food.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the Pork Belly for BBQ and Seafood Pancake. The rest are free and refillable. You have to try the seafood pancake, superb. They say that Koreans dun eat anything else except their own food. Their diet is so healthy cos there are so many kinds of vegetable in their meals. They can't live without garlic, onion and their famous Kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;This place is highly recommended. Cheap, stomach filling and tasty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-937029823126207319?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/937029823126207319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=937029823126207319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/937029823126207319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/937029823126207319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/bon-ga-korean-bbq-restaurant-solaris.html' title='Bon Ga Korean BBQ Restaurant @ Solaris Mont Kiara'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz7JKcYxrOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xmld9Z8sAg4/s72-c/31122009983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6902123841031888518</id><published>2010-01-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:15:10.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz4DKrzo-KI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ehv8zThhErs/s1600-h/my_family.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="350" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz4DKrzo-KI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ehv8zThhErs/s400/my_family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come from a rather conservative, old-fashioned and slightly strict family. My dad works as a salesman all the way to become an area manager in Hitachi. Provided education, allowance and cars to all his three children. He doesn't smile or laugh much but to me, he is the best dad in the world. Couldn't ask for more. I can still remember that he teaches me English everyday after his work and so I dun really bother in my English classes cos I am always ahead of whatever they teach in school. He never fail to buy whatever toys that makes us happy.&lt;br /&gt;My mom, she is a housewife all her life. She is the one that makes sure I eat right, study, take baths on time, make sure all my clothes are ironed, wake up on time, have food to eat during school recess time and a whole lot of things that I might have missed out. I sleep walk during my younger years, she got up and told me to get back to bed whenever I am strolling in my sleep. How about that? Without my mom, I can't even be half the man I am today.&lt;br /&gt;My brother, my companion during my childhood. He is the guy that I played with. Although I did most of the playing and he does most of the watching, Playing wouldn't be fun without him. We fought a lot and I called him names quite often. Whenever we fought, my mom and dad will come and get me cos he has asthma so no canning for him haha. Whatever I do, he seems to do better...you name it, sports, study, personality. But still I am proud of him. He grew up the total opposite of me of which I am glad.&lt;br /&gt;My sister, the smartest in the family I would say. She had a lot of health problems when she was young. Allergic to a lot of things. She had a difficult childhood compared to me and my brother. But turns out she is the brightest when it comes to study. She has high ambitions as well. Disciplined, not like me. There is a slight gap between our age so sometimes I find it hard to advice her. She is a bit conservative which is good for her.&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we grew further apart as everyone has their things to worry about and stuff to do. But that doesn't really bother me. I know that we still care for each other deep inside. I do. Sometimes maybe I ask my siblings too much questions that they think I am bossing them around. I am not really. You live your life the way you choose it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family. If one day, I have a family just like what I had, I am blessed. Can't ask for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6902123841031888518?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6902123841031888518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6902123841031888518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6902123841031888518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6902123841031888518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-family.html' title='My family'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sz4DKrzo-KI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ehv8zThhErs/s72-c/my_family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-915627763937337165</id><published>2009-12-31T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:49:15.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzwfBtzASYI/AAAAAAAAATw/osgX2KbHjcQ/s1600-h/2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="132" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzwfBtzASYI/AAAAAAAAATw/osgX2KbHjcQ/s320/2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Exercise More&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat Less Fatty Food&lt;br /&gt;3. Work Harder &amp;amp; Make more money&lt;br /&gt;4. Drink less...ya right&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a six pack&lt;br /&gt;6. Learn more mandarin&lt;br /&gt;7. Find a life partner&lt;br /&gt;8. Read more&lt;br /&gt;9. Spend less money on shopping&lt;br /&gt;10. Cherish the people around me more, I guess this is the most important task&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-915627763937337165?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/915627763937337165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=915627763937337165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/915627763937337165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/915627763937337165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzwfBtzASYI/AAAAAAAAATw/osgX2KbHjcQ/s72-c/2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6402748677520034028</id><published>2009-12-30T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:36:17.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect GF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Szov50hDeII/AAAAAAAAATo/3g_K_Eb_TNY/s1600-h/Heather+Graham.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="750" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Szov50hDeII/AAAAAAAAATo/3g_K_Eb_TNY/s640/Heather+Graham.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She laughs at everything that comes out of your mouth. Except puke perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;2. She doesn't mind dining anywhere as long as its with you. Except inside the toilet perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;3. You can tell her everything and I mean everything. Except your extra "adventures" when she is not around.&lt;br /&gt;4. She doesn't get fat no matter how much she stuff her face. Perhaps you wanna ask her to slow down after she passes 30. High metabolism doesnt really rhyme with age.&lt;br /&gt;5. She looks like Heather Graham and she only digs you. She can't see any other guys as though she is blind.&lt;br /&gt;6. She has a lot of gf cos she finds it weird to hang out with other guys except you.&lt;br /&gt;7. She doesn't mind driving you to anywhere you wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;8. She doesn't smoke. She drinks one glass of wine a month.&lt;br /&gt;9. She hates arguing with you. &lt;br /&gt;10. She doesn't swear or throw a tantrum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6402748677520034028?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6402748677520034028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6402748677520034028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6402748677520034028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6402748677520034028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-gf.html' title='Perfect GF'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Szov50hDeII/AAAAAAAAATo/3g_K_Eb_TNY/s72-c/Heather+Graham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3462609409909280330</id><published>2009-12-29T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:58:49.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzomU-qk8CI/AAAAAAAAATY/orxN9S6zA_g/s1600-h/Bowl-white-rice.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="1884" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzomU-qk8CI/AAAAAAAAATY/orxN9S6zA_g/s200/Bowl-white-rice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stopped taking rice. I decided to have this rice embargo to prevent from gaining weight. Its working but I really miss taking rice. Actually I found out that Malaysians consumed a lot of rice. We are ranked 15th in the world among all the countries in world that consume rice.&lt;br /&gt;Guess there are a lot of fann tong in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Szom5uYg4gI/AAAAAAAAATg/y3Dki-ZKD-E/s1600-h/rice_statistics.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="1885" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Szom5uYg4gI/AAAAAAAAATg/y3Dki-ZKD-E/s320/rice_statistics.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3462609409909280330?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3462609409909280330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3462609409909280330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3462609409909280330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3462609409909280330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/rice.html' title='Rice'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzomU-qk8CI/AAAAAAAAATY/orxN9S6zA_g/s72-c/Bowl-white-rice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3370728133295745536</id><published>2009-12-29T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:59:15.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzoLHUtgg6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/JogmUSYAlfo/s1600-h/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="14" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzoLHUtgg6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/JogmUSYAlfo/s320/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game of Love. Just like any game, there is a winner and there is a loser. During the course of the game, you had a bit of fun and sorrow. Sometimes its so fun, you feel like you are flying but sometimes it is so sad, that it feels like thousand needles to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;They say love cannot be denied and you can't stop it even though you try as hard as possible. You have to be very lucky to be deeply in love and the other person loves you the same way you love them.&lt;br /&gt;But love can be so painful at times where people dun really recover from the experience. Memories of an ex just won't go away. Haunts you day and night. That is why a lot of ppl are not prepared to love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played the game of love many many times. I hurt ppl and ppl hurt me in return. There was a point I was hurt so badly that the whole world knows about it cos I just couldn't hold it inside of me without sharing my pain with my frens and family. Hurt takes time to heal but no one knows how long it will take.&lt;br /&gt;Even the experts of the game of love are afraid to go all-in in this game of love, if it doesn't work out its just too painful. So in order not to get hurt, they dun commit too much of their feelings. I feel that is wrong. If you dun love with all your heart then it is almost meaningless. You are wasting your own time and the time of your partner.&lt;br /&gt;Well I am lucky enough to love very deeply once. Although I didn't end up with her, I still wish happiness for her, every single day and night. I have lost her but I have won some of the sweetest memories of my life as a consolation.&lt;br /&gt;I always hope the next game I play will be my last one cos I am very tired. Doesn't matter win or lose. If I win I get eternal happiness and if I lose then I get to be alone for a long long time. Hopefully I can make this count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3370728133295745536?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3370728133295745536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3370728133295745536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3370728133295745536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3370728133295745536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/game-of-love.html' title='Game of Love'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzoLHUtgg6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/JogmUSYAlfo/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1479781177409094468</id><published>2009-12-28T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:29:09.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Penang Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzikF8n05RI/AAAAAAAAATI/kBExZpPgQJQ/s1600-h/penang_bridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="704" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzikF8n05RI/AAAAAAAAATI/kBExZpPgQJQ/s320/penang_bridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Penang and I can't wait to catch up with my blogging. It was a pretty tiring trip cos I didn't get much sleep but the trip was good. I ate a lot of stuff...Char Kuey Teow, Curry Noodles, Assam Laksa, Ho Chian, Char Kuey, Mee Jawa, Mixed Pork Porridge (Chu Chup Chuk), Prawn noodle, lobak, popiah, Kuey Teow Teng, Chicken Ass (experimental purposes haha), chili frogs, chicken wings, ah pom, ramli burger....superb hawker food..I am lucky my stomach didn't get upset for the food that I ate...&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that the chics there are just hot. They are fairer and slimmer compared to KL gals. Penang is just full of hot chics. What they say about Penang chics that they are hotter is true. I second that. According to my fren, they are less demanding. That is like honey to my ears. They eat less (slimmer), they are less demanding, they are fairer, they are bustier.&lt;br /&gt;I am really contemplating of moving there now. Nicer food, nicer ladies, less hustle and bustle compared to KL. I really envy guys who stay in Penang now. Sob Sob...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1479781177409094468?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1479781177409094468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1479781177409094468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1479781177409094468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1479781177409094468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-penang-trip.html' title='Post Penang Trip'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzikF8n05RI/AAAAAAAAATI/kBExZpPgQJQ/s72-c/penang_bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2226341674191251575</id><published>2009-12-25T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:41:21.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzReeE-7ilI/AAAAAAAAATA/V90xpx4civs/s1600-h/alka-seltzer.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzReeE-7ilI/AAAAAAAAATA/V90xpx4civs/s320/alka-seltzer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to drink? Hangover the next morning...here is the cure! 2 tablets and no more headaches. Get it from your nearby pharmacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2226341674191251575?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2226341674191251575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2226341674191251575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2226341674191251575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2226341674191251575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/hangover.html' title='Hangover'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzReeE-7ilI/AAAAAAAAATA/V90xpx4civs/s72-c/alka-seltzer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-895232864269051433</id><published>2009-12-24T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:06:34.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICKO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzLMnDxgyTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kHXUuXVYQ2I/s1600-h/sicko.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="98" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzLMnDxgyTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kHXUuXVYQ2I/s320/sicko.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that America is greatest country in the world, watch this movie called "Sicko".&lt;br /&gt;Basically this movie is about the health care system in America. Michael Moore who is the director of the movie revealed how sick people are treated in America in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;Health care in USA is so expensive that basically low class and middle class can't afford them without Health care Insurance.An asthma inhaler costs USD 120.00 in America but it costs USD 5 cents in Cuba. The same fucking inhaler! The woman who had asthma after helping out during September 11th wanted to smuggle inhalers back to America because she was denied health care after BEING A HERO! and now she can't afford health care and American Govt dun give a fuck about her.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why USA attacked Cuba, because the American govt attacks all countries that provide free health care to their citizens. So watch out Canada, France, England and the list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;The American heroes who helped out in 911 was treated in Cuba for FREE! Americans are treated by their enemies cos they can't be treated by their own beloved country.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this movie in my living room and I have to applaud to some amazing parts of the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Moore also mentioned that Americans are very afraid of their government because if they protest, they will be put away or land themselves in some serious trouble. I can see the same trend happening in my own beloved country Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;People should not be afraid of the government, its the government that should be afraid of the people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-895232864269051433?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/895232864269051433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=895232864269051433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/895232864269051433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/895232864269051433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/sicko.html' title='SICKO'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzLMnDxgyTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kHXUuXVYQ2I/s72-c/sicko.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5491048160531113800</id><published>2009-12-23T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:24:00.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schumacher returns to F1 in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzFw10Qm20I/AAAAAAAAASw/1T3-Gp-c-u0/s1600-h/michael_schumacher.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="26" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzFw10Qm20I/AAAAAAAAASw/1T3-Gp-c-u0/s320/michael_schumacher.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzFwws7sFyI/AAAAAAAAASo/6sTvpwQynaM/s1600-h/mercedesF1.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="27" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzFwws7sFyI/AAAAAAAAASo/6sTvpwQynaM/s320/mercedesF1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Formula One great Michael Schumacher reportedly agreed to come out of retirement to drive for Mercedes in 2010. Schumacher is F1's most successful driver with 91 race wins in a 16-year career.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda sad for Ferrari supporters but not me. I am just very excited that he will be back. Ever since he left, I have stopped watching F1. I tried to follow another driver but none of them can ever match up with Schumacher. I hope the living legend stays in F1 as long as possible.I can't wait to watch him revving his engine at the starting grid.&lt;br /&gt;8 World Titles? Everything is possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5491048160531113800?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5491048160531113800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5491048160531113800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5491048160531113800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5491048160531113800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/schumacher-returns-to-f1-in-2010.html' title='Schumacher returns to F1 in 2010'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SzFw10Qm20I/AAAAAAAAASw/1T3-Gp-c-u0/s72-c/michael_schumacher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5976091487656880799</id><published>2009-12-21T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:13:34.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare to Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5pLsX8mBI/AAAAAAAAASg/agaOZEBC4Xw/s1600-h/me%26SLR.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="136" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5pLsX8mBI/AAAAAAAAASg/agaOZEBC4Xw/s320/me%26SLR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5oxaaHM0I/AAAAAAAAASY/WXai_POHQHc/s1600-h/me%26Fiorano.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="137" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5oxaaHM0I/AAAAAAAAASY/WXai_POHQHc/s320/me%26Fiorano.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a few financial consultants that drives supercars. Who knows? One day I will drive one of these babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5976091487656880799?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5976091487656880799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5976091487656880799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5976091487656880799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5976091487656880799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/dare-to-dream.html' title='Dare to Dream'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5pLsX8mBI/AAAAAAAAASg/agaOZEBC4Xw/s72-c/me%26SLR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2105171937502092157</id><published>2009-12-21T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:26:32.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5TPdW6LBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SGT1hwV-7go/s1600-h/15122009257.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="49" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5TPdW6LBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SGT1hwV-7go/s200/15122009257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5T20gpCjI/AAAAAAAAARY/EHnjXsXdQD8/s1600-h/birthday+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="50" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5T20gpCjI/AAAAAAAAARY/EHnjXsXdQD8/s200/birthday+cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5UHPu-wWI/AAAAAAAAARg/XCkVWh8WtOA/s1600-h/21122009956.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="51" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5UHPu-wWI/AAAAAAAAARg/XCkVWh8WtOA/s200/21122009956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5VEfAygcI/AAAAAAAAARw/uKUw1-3-z5Q/s1600-h/21122009957.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="52" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5VEfAygcI/AAAAAAAAARw/uKUw1-3-z5Q/s200/21122009957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5VTbZ0DQI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2ogqm98ibZ4/s1600-h/21122009958.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="53" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5VTbZ0DQI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2ogqm98ibZ4/s200/21122009958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5eNaCMLVI/AAAAAAAAASI/DDhmzx7VECk/s1600-h/perfume.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="54" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5eNaCMLVI/AAAAAAAAASI/DDhmzx7VECk/s200/perfume.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the presents that I have received this year. And the cakes. This year's birthday is really memorable. Sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2105171937502092157?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2105171937502092157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2105171937502092157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2105171937502092157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2105171937502092157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday-presents.html' title='Birthday Presents'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy5TPdW6LBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SGT1hwV-7go/s72-c/15122009257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4735208470468510451</id><published>2009-12-20T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T10:38:56.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy2NC8H-1rI/AAAAAAAAARI/mvw8N-lYmTU/s1600-h/snowing+in+pavilion.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="334" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy2NC8H-1rI/AAAAAAAAARI/mvw8N-lYmTU/s640/snowing+in+pavilion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated my 31st Birthday. Awesome. Had dinner in Carat Club. Nice place. Nice food. And it was snowing hahahahaha....serious. After dinner, went to Rootz. Smashing Party...I was smashed obviously. Thank you for all who came over. Thank you all those remembered my birthday. I got an sms greeting at 12am from Mom....normally she sleeps around 10pm. I love you Mom...So many greetings...there is one that was 3 pages long...longest text msg I have ever received....imagine reading the whole sms when I was drunk :P&lt;br /&gt;Memorable birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4735208470468510451?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4735208470468510451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4735208470468510451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4735208470468510451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4735208470468510451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sy2NC8H-1rI/AAAAAAAAARI/mvw8N-lYmTU/s72-c/snowing+in+pavilion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3419828741925624096</id><published>2009-12-19T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:44:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maserati Granturismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syx_oxUfywI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/upe6D8U9UuI/s1600-h/maserati-granturismo-s-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="173" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syx_oxUfywI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/upe6D8U9UuI/s320/maserati-granturismo-s-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fortunate enough to sit into one of this Italian masterpiece. Comfortable, fast and sexy. Easy to drive and flashy. RM 1.2 million and worth every penny of it. If they have a 30 year loan for a car, perhaps I dun mind getting one hahahahaha. Make sure you fasten your sit belts if you happen to be in one these hotrods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3419828741925624096?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3419828741925624096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3419828741925624096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3419828741925624096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3419828741925624096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/maserati-granturismo.html' title='Maserati Granturismo'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syx_oxUfywI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/upe6D8U9UuI/s72-c/maserati-granturismo-s-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-9206572535159349462</id><published>2009-12-19T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:15:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds are forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyxuiQx__3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/gbP8UoaFg7s/s1600-h/ArmaniDiamondsMen.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="25" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyxuiQx__3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/gbP8UoaFg7s/s320/ArmaniDiamondsMen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say diamonds are a girl's best friend. Not anymore, nowadays you can see guys wearing diamonds. Bling Bling...I wear diamonds. Armani Diamonds actually hehe. Nowadays I dun leave home without wearing it. According to the person who bought it for me, she bought it under the advice of the salesperson that the perfume are for players. She thinks it suits me best. Fruitcake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-9206572535159349462?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/9206572535159349462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=9206572535159349462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9206572535159349462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9206572535159349462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/diamonds-are-forever.html' title='Diamonds are forever'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyxuiQx__3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/gbP8UoaFg7s/s72-c/ArmaniDiamondsMen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8966144138148357063</id><published>2009-12-19T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:18:44.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syw3tT3jNoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zG4eFqPfHqw/s1600-h/5800-xpressmusic.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="226" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syw3tT3jNoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zG4eFqPfHqw/s320/5800-xpressmusic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the Nokia 5800 XpressMusic. I must say its one of the best phones that I have own in so many years. The functions and everything about the phone is just right. Except for the camera perhaps. If it comes with a 5 megapixel or higher resolution camera then it would be perfect. Since its launch, it was rated as the number one phone in www.mobile88.com and till today its still number one compared to a lot of other phones which is way more expensive. I bought the phone for RM 1350.00 and that is a catch. The previous phone that I own was a PDA that costs me RM 3200.00, its the price of a notebook and works like crap. A lot of times, the price of the phone doesnt really reflect how good is the phone. I will buy the phone that will topple my current phone but till then, I must say I am very satisfied to be an owner of the Nokia 5800 XpressMusic. Check out the latest ranking of phones below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20%20http://www.mobile88.com/mobilegallery/phonerank.asp" linkindex="227"&gt;  http://www.mobile88.com/mobilegallery/phonerank.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8966144138148357063?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8966144138148357063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8966144138148357063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8966144138148357063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8966144138148357063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-phone.html' title='My Phone'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syw3tT3jNoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zG4eFqPfHqw/s72-c/5800-xpressmusic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4862360464990719732</id><published>2009-12-18T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:08:30.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite XI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SysAATI540I/AAAAAAAAAQg/1-37dhpLAgw/s1600-h/world+cup.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SysAATI540I/AAAAAAAAAQg/1-37dhpLAgw/s320/world+cup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup is only months away. I love World Cup years. Crazy parties and World Cup just makes the year more meaningful. As usual, I will be supporting England. With Fabio Capello as their coach, I hope they do well this coming World Cup. Anyway here is my strongest line-up for a Dream Team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach: Sir Alex Ferguson&lt;br /&gt;1. Van Der Sar&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Manchester United, Holland&lt;br /&gt;2. Rio Ferdinand&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Manchester United, England &lt;br /&gt;3. John Terry&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chelsea, England&lt;br /&gt;4. Patrice Evra&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Manchester United, France&lt;br /&gt;5. Dani Alves&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Barcelona, Brazil&lt;br /&gt;6. Cristiano Ronaldo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Real Madrid, Portugal&lt;br /&gt;7. Lionel Messi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Barcelona, Argentina&lt;br /&gt;8. Aaron Lennon&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tottenham, England&lt;br /&gt;9. Michael Essien&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chelsea, Ghana&lt;br /&gt;10. Fernando Torres&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Liverpool, Spain&lt;br /&gt;11. David Villa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Valencia, Spain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4862360464990719732?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4862360464990719732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4862360464990719732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4862360464990719732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4862360464990719732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/favourite-xi.html' title='Favourite XI'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SysAATI540I/AAAAAAAAAQg/1-37dhpLAgw/s72-c/world+cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5904708387856162221</id><published>2009-12-18T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:10:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyryM3VS1qI/AAAAAAAAAPw/E_bonEB-aow/s1600-h/sneakers.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="84" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyryM3VS1qI/AAAAAAAAAPw/E_bonEB-aow/s320/sneakers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 6 pairs of sneakers. The latest addition to my collection is a pair of white leather, black striped sneaker from Pull &amp;amp; Bear. It costs 300 bucks and ironically it doesn't even come with a shoe box. I was flabbergasted after I paid for it, the shop assistant nicely wrap it in a plastic bag for me.&lt;br /&gt;If you catch me wearing too much bling and grillz, my transformation into a Chinese Nigga is complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5904708387856162221?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5904708387856162221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5904708387856162221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5904708387856162221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5904708387856162221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/sneakers.html' title='Sneakers'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyryM3VS1qI/AAAAAAAAAPw/E_bonEB-aow/s72-c/sneakers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2679559868551536161</id><published>2009-12-18T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:49:36.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottest TV Actress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyrtqO7sjEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/x9vg5baKCvc/s1600-h/penelope-cruz-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="444" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyrtqO7sjEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/x9vg5baKCvc/s640/penelope-cruz-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penélope Cruz Sánchez born on April 28, 1974. First time I saw her on the screen was the movie Woman on Top. She was amazing in the movie Blow as well. If my wife looks like her at the age of 35, I wouldn't wanna leave my house anymore. &lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="bday"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="noprint"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2679559868551536161?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2679559868551536161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2679559868551536161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2679559868551536161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2679559868551536161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/hottest-tv-actress.html' title='Hottest TV Actress'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyrtqO7sjEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/x9vg5baKCvc/s72-c/penelope-cruz-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-362041320691138965</id><published>2009-12-18T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:39:47.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprisingly good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyroBh8okOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8kDIza_UKUw/s1600-h/Shogun+Buffet+Line.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="70" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyroBh8okOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8kDIza_UKUw/s320/Shogun+Buffet+Line.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyroKDGLjkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IFDQ8nQndiA/s1600-h/shogun+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="71" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyroKDGLjkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IFDQ8nQndiA/s320/shogun+logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my 31st birthday with my family and Nick(sister's bf) in Shogun 1 Utama. My sister's idea. At first I thought it wasn't a very good idea. Turns out I was wrong. The food is tasty and the variety is plentiful. It's way better than Tenji. Its cheaper than Tenji. More like a family restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I had cod fish steamed and grilled. Salmon sashimi, grilled salmon and grilled salmon head. Hotates, tuna, cobia fish sashimi, tako sashimi, oysters, clams, caviar, spicy crab, I missed out on escargo, lamb shank and lots of other food. I wouldn't wanna miss them out but then if I eat anymore, most likely I will be hospitalized.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I will get them next time. Highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-362041320691138965?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/362041320691138965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=362041320691138965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/362041320691138965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/362041320691138965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/surprisingly-good.html' title='Surprisingly good'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyroBh8okOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8kDIza_UKUw/s72-c/Shogun+Buffet+Line.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5220284540759583939</id><published>2009-12-16T08:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:30:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SygcEabDjdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kZSj9ndzJIw/s1600-h/credit-card.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SygcEabDjdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kZSj9ndzJIw/s320/credit-card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am a Financial Adviser and I don't own a credit card. It's not because I can't qualify for one, its because I don't need one. I know its inconvenient not to have one these suckers but having too much of them really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For example: You get one card and then you started using it "lightly", starting with paying for gas, telephone bills, your satellite TV bill, electricity bills, this bill and that bill. Then you went window shopping one day, you saw something nice but its slightly expensive. You have the money to buy it but its gonna burn a hole in your bank account. So what do you do? No problemo, future money is here to help. Credit Card. Zip Zip...painless buy. You get what you want. The retail makes a sale. Salesperson is happy cos your credit card went thru smoothly like hot knife cutting butter. Everyone is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;End of the month, credit card bill is here. Ouch...Small pinch. Its ok, let's pay half of the bill and the rest we can settle it next month. Bills are still rolling in and interest is stacking up. Something nice here and there, before you knew it....the "debt" is growing like a snowball rolling down the ice mountain. Hmmm...its ok...apply for another credit card cos bills still needs to be paid and life goes on. Somehow or rather, the spending doesn't stop there and now u have 2 snowballs rolling down the hill. Apply another one, same scenario...now the whole fucking ice mountain is falling onto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bank executives (civilized Ah Long) started calling you to pay up. They advise you to pay minimum payment to keep the credit cards rolling. Minimum payment is like washing your open wound with dirt water. The wound won't heal. And these bank execs call you with numbers from Mars, you dun even know its them. And their timing is perfect. They call you when you are having lunch with your colleagues, having a meeting with your boss or business partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bank Ah Long: Hello Ah Chong, I am Ah Long calling from Bank Ah Long. This month you havent pay your minimum payment. When you think you can pay up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ah Chong: Errrrr...errrrr....sorry sorry...very busy these few days...I will pay next week. 3 thousand 8 hundred and 50 right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bank Ah Long: You need us to send ppl to come over and collect from you since you are so busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ah Chong: "Sweat" Its ok. I will come over and settle it next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that conversation on the phone, the whole fucking world knows you fucked up your personal finance. Embarrassing? You bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't need to continue how this problem is gonna end but usually its not sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My hundred dollar bill is ten times flashier than any Platinum Card from any bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Credit card Salesperson: Sir, do you have a credit card? Do you want to apply one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sean Phan: No, I use only cash. Cash is king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5220284540759583939?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5220284540759583939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5220284540759583939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5220284540759583939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5220284540759583939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/credit-card.html' title='Credit Card'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SygcEabDjdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kZSj9ndzJIw/s72-c/credit-card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2993531865556841174</id><published>2009-12-16T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:26:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up, wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SygaWe0K4FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m_QHPbn046Y/s1600-h/big+alarm+clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="23" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SygaWe0K4FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m_QHPbn046Y/s320/big+alarm+clock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My biological alarm clock went haywire. This morning I woke up at 6:20am. Usually I wake up at 8:30am sharp. Nowadays I find myself waking up earlier and earlier. Frustrating....I need more sleep. &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/1797205564201183999-2993531865556841174?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2993531865556841174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2993531865556841174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2993531865556841174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2993531865556841174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/wake-up-wake-up.html' title='Wake up, wake up'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SygaWe0K4FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m_QHPbn046Y/s72-c/big+alarm+clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8967639418984102806</id><published>2009-12-15T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:42:39.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise</title><content type='html'>New year resolution. Exercise as often as I could. Need to tone the body. A lot of ppl say that once u get hooked then you are entitled to a beer belly. Since I am not hooked yet, guess I will have to settle for a six-pack :P&lt;br /&gt;I will miss out on all the gals who likes guys who have flabby fat ingested tummies. And for the guys who like their gf(s) to have the smallest waist possible, believe me its a two-way affair. Let's work out together ppl! Stay healthy and fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a problem choosing between bak kut teh and sex(good form of exercise)...do me a favour, go shoot yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8967639418984102806?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8967639418984102806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8967639418984102806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8967639418984102806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8967639418984102806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/exercise.html' title='Exercise'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6032062754596675610</id><published>2009-12-13T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:50:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Truth or Pretty Lies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRtvLPavcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xRFRjNnZ644/s1600-h/ugly_truth_ver2_xlg.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="1250" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRtvLPavcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xRFRjNnZ644/s320/ugly_truth_ver2_xlg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just watched this movie and honestly I really dig it. The truth is ugly and hurtful. For example, there are millions and millions of men out there who are shallow but dun wanna admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty Gal: So what do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shallow Guy: I like you because you are honest, sincere, helpful, considerate, yadda yadda yadda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty Gal: Awwww...that is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This kinda scene really disgust me. Isn't it obvious that the guy is only interested in her looks or wanna get her into bed so hence the lies and lies. Ok, she might have some good qualities but C'MON a lot of fat chics have more good qualities than Sister Mary. How come the guy didn't go after those fat gals? If beauty is secondary, why izzit the beauty and cosmestic line reap in 50 billion dollars in 2005. We are in 2009 now, it might be 100 billion dollars turnover industry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty Gal: So what do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sean Phan: Cos you are pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty Gal: "Sweat"....(speechless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals, you wanna hear the ugly truth or some pretty lies? Truth hurts, Lies hurt deeper...Your choice :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6032062754596675610?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6032062754596675610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6032062754596675610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6032062754596675610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6032062754596675610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugly-truth-or-pretty-lies.html' title='Ugly Truth or Pretty Lies?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRtvLPavcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xRFRjNnZ644/s72-c/ugly_truth_ver2_xlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7854691829507653591</id><published>2009-12-13T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:25:57.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Got Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRoCnqm_xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XfnecAWgGXk/s1600-h/You_ve_got_mail_Varese%29VSD_6015.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRoCnqm_xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XfnecAWgGXk/s320/You_ve_got_mail_Varese%29VSD_6015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am watching this movie now for the errrr....12th time on HBO. Can't really get bored with it. First time I watched it was in 1998. That time I was doing IT and spends a lot of time online. In fact, I did found love online after watching this movie, my 2nd ex...we dated for a year before she flew to Australia for studies. This proves that Hollywood dun always take you for rides. Favorite lines from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frank and Kathleen were calling off their relationship. Frank admitted he is seeing someone else and he asked Kathleen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001427/" linkindex="102" set="yes"&gt;Frank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: What about you, is there someone else?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/" linkindex="103" set="yes"&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No. No, but... but there's the dream of someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7854691829507653591?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7854691829507653591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7854691829507653591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7854691829507653591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7854691829507653591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/youve-got-mail.html' title='You&apos;ve Got Mail'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRoCnqm_xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XfnecAWgGXk/s72-c/You_ve_got_mail_Varese%29VSD_6015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2549199768479564367</id><published>2009-12-13T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T11:49:29.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Food Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRhZOFOgfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BUqLxbJGGPQ/s1600-h/curry+mee.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="85" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRhZOFOgfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BUqLxbJGGPQ/s400/curry+mee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can still recall that few years back I can eat and eat and eat and yet my no sign of an over-sized belly. Nowadays I take one meal and the belly looks like it's filled with 2 gallons of water. Metabolism slowing down perhaps. I love food and who doesn't. Scarcity. Choice between looking fat or stuffing my face...hmmm...tough choice. I know a place where they serve very good curry mee. Anyone is interested? :P&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/1797205564201183999-2549199768479564367?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2549199768479564367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2549199768479564367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2549199768479564367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2549199768479564367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/food-food-food.html' title='Food Food Food'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyRhZOFOgfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BUqLxbJGGPQ/s72-c/curry+mee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-615192693708746219</id><published>2009-12-13T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:24:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1dSsjXZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-zZPbSTXbts/s1600-h/3stormriders200.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="36" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1dSsjXZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-zZPbSTXbts/s320/3stormriders200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1kziEnnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RcNTC9g5HmM/s1600-h/3zombieland00.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="37" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1kziEnnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RcNTC9g5HmM/s320/3zombieland00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1tJjxurI/AAAAAAAAAQI/BuiKfl-c8MM/s1600-h/3201200.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="38" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1tJjxurI/AAAAAAAAAQI/BuiKfl-c8MM/s320/3201200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1zNxIu0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IdA6bcB_hqs/s1600-h/3ninjaassassin00.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="39" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1zNxIu0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IdA6bcB_hqs/s320/3ninjaassassin00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr15Sr-0iI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qeMhslQRmUk/s1600-h/3mulan00.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="40" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr15Sr-0iI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qeMhslQRmUk/s320/3mulan00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the list of movies that I haven't watch in the cinema. The thing about being single is that you get outdated in catching up with movies in cinemas. Hmmmm....but I think I will watch Storm Warriors on pirated DVD, many people thinks it sucks. I have to act quick before all these movies are taken off the screen. Anyone wanna watch a movie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-615192693708746219?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/615192693708746219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=615192693708746219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/615192693708746219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/615192693708746219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Syr1dSsjXZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-zZPbSTXbts/s72-c/3stormriders200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6238288050319620310</id><published>2009-12-12T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:36:18.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMcJjwFv1I/AAAAAAAAANw/_Knq3U1V3SE/s1600-h/11122009911.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="84" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMcJjwFv1I/AAAAAAAAANw/_Knq3U1V3SE/s200/11122009911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMdJzWNlMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kXhorHDzas8/s1600-h/11122009908.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="85" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMdJzWNlMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kXhorHDzas8/s200/11122009908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMdelsv-gI/AAAAAAAAAOA/i2pt0xzNU3g/s1600-h/11122009912.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="86" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMdelsv-gI/AAAAAAAAAOA/i2pt0xzNU3g/s200/11122009912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nissan Skyline R35. Faster than any Porsche or Ferrari or even Lamborghini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Displacement: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V6_engine" linkindex="87" title="V6 engine"&gt;V6&lt;/a&gt; 3,799&amp;nbsp;cc (3.8&amp;nbsp;L; 231.8&amp;nbsp;cu in)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horsepower: 480&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horsepower#Brake_horsepower" linkindex="88" title="Horsepower"&gt;bhp&lt;/a&gt; (360&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kilowatt" linkindex="89" title="Kilowatt"&gt;kW&lt;/a&gt;) at 6400&amp;nbsp;rpm* 485&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horsepower#Brake_horsepower" linkindex="90" title="Horsepower"&gt;bhp&lt;/a&gt; (362&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kilowatt" linkindex="91" title="Kilowatt"&gt;kW&lt;/a&gt;)**&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Torque: 430&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foot-pound" linkindex="118" set="yes" title="Foot-pound"&gt;lb·ft&lt;/a&gt; (580&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newton_metre" linkindex="92" title="Newton metre"&gt;N·m&lt;/a&gt;)* 434&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foot-pound" linkindex="93" title="Foot-pound"&gt;lb·ft&lt;/a&gt; (588&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newton_metre" linkindex="94" title="Newton metre"&gt;N·m&lt;/a&gt;)**&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twin Turbo maximum boost: 17.8&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pounds_per_square_inch" linkindex="95" title="Pounds per square inch"&gt;psi&lt;/a&gt; (123&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pascal_%28unit%29" linkindex="96" title="Pascal (unit)"&gt;kPa&lt;/a&gt;)*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Redline" linkindex="124" set="yes" title="Redline"&gt;Redline&lt;/a&gt;: 7000&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rpm" linkindex="97" title="Rpm"&gt;rpm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drivetrain: Premium Midship &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four-wheel_drive" linkindex="98" title="Four-wheel drive"&gt;AWD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curb_weight" linkindex="127" set="yes" title="Curb weight"&gt;Curb weight&lt;/a&gt;: estimated 3,800&amp;nbsp;lb (1,700&amp;nbsp;kg)*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Production: 2500 units per year &lt;i&gt;(US)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Price: RM 8,198.00 per month&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-21"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nissan_GT-R#cite_note-21" linkindex="99"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Top Speed: 195&amp;nbsp;mph (314&amp;nbsp;km/h)*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6238288050319620310?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6238288050319620310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6238288050319620310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6238288050319620310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6238288050319620310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/ultimate-machine.html' title='The Ultimate Machine'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SyMcJjwFv1I/AAAAAAAAANw/_Knq3U1V3SE/s72-c/11122009911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4534561152874282419</id><published>2009-12-09T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T07:38:37.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing Kaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sx7jXWLupLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/quMLvvfoQKw/s1600-h/me+n+ainsley+v+ting.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="393" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sx7jXWLupLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/quMLvvfoQKw/s320/me+n+ainsley+v+ting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call them whatever you like...Drinking Kaki, Clubbing kaki, "Pou Kar", Mabuk Kaki, Clubbers....&lt;br /&gt;Basically all these interesting terms refers a person as someone who always hang out in clubs and have a healthy relationship with the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Confession time: I am one of them and most of my frens are as well.&lt;br /&gt;But then I have reached a pinnacle point where hanging out in clubs doesn't really excite me as much as perhaps 5-6 years ago. I find it pretty mundane nowadays. Nothing much in a club that really excites me anymore. I have seen it all, pretty much done it all except drugs and ONS.&lt;br /&gt;Going to a club now is like a routine for me. Sick, yes I know. It's like I am programmed to do so. It doesn't really express my desire.&lt;br /&gt;As time passes, the clubbers get younger and younger. Years back, I always make joke of uncles and aunties going to clubs. Now I am gonna be the subject of laughter soon. Pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of frequent clubbing kaki dropping out of the scene and I always wonder when is my retirement from clubbing is gonna come?&lt;br /&gt;Simple answer actually, the day I find a special gal who means more than anything in the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I wont stop completely cos I would still like to hang out with her in clubs once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect retirement...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4534561152874282419?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4534561152874282419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4534561152874282419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4534561152874282419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4534561152874282419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/clubbing-kaki.html' title='Clubbing Kaki'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sx7jXWLupLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/quMLvvfoQKw/s72-c/me+n+ainsley+v+ting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6065147880774486063</id><published>2009-12-09T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T07:15:56.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sx7dFpy6zwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0SbgJB9sIjk/s1600-h/merry-christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="15" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sx7dFpy6zwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0SbgJB9sIjk/s320/merry-christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since a kid, I have always love Christmas. I was supposed to be born on Christmas Day but my mom just couldn't wait till Xmas. Christmas is around the corner and this year I will be away. I am heading to Penang to accompany my colleagues to attend a wedding reception on Boxing Day. Hopefully this would be a memorable fun Xmas. &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/1797205564201183999-6065147880774486063?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6065147880774486063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6065147880774486063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6065147880774486063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6065147880774486063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sx7dFpy6zwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0SbgJB9sIjk/s72-c/merry-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1101288275865464866</id><published>2009-12-05T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:25:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SxskIC0i6pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pMxLb-7UJJ8/s1600-h/newmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SxskIC0i6pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pMxLb-7UJJ8/s320/newmoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411959097830599314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire gf or werewolf gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire gf, good points:&lt;br /&gt;1.   I dun think they get period every month, doesn't make sense...otherwise they will be sucking their own...&lt;br /&gt;2.  I like fair gals with less makeup...so a lot of money can be saved for buying cosmetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire gf, bad points:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Dun think she sleeps, so there is a possibility that she will be yapping all night long. I need at least 6 hours of sleep everyday.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Ask her to give you a blowjob, better think twice...she might oversuck your magic stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werewolf gf, good points:&lt;br /&gt;1.  They hang out in groups or rather packs, maybe can hook up with the "chi-mui" also...&lt;br /&gt;2.  You can call her a bitch anytime cos she is one...she doesn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werewolf gf, bad points:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Forget about having an argument with her, making her angry is the last thing I wanna do...unless I can still stay alive without my head intact.&lt;br /&gt;2.  She can smell you out from miles away, forget about cheating on her....she can smell the other bitch's smell on your body even though you took like 6 baths after you "tau sik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Either one is better than a real human bloodsucking bitch hahahahahhahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1101288275865464866?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1101288275865464866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1101288275865464866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1101288275865464866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1101288275865464866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SxskIC0i6pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pMxLb-7UJJ8/s72-c/newmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3819416657973735072</id><published>2009-12-05T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:37:40.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Topic of Love</title><content type='html'>Recently I realized that I dun talk much about love. Ten years ago, I always talk about love and relationships. Nowadays, I dun even talk about it once a week. Damn...&lt;br /&gt;I still think that love is essential and the core of everything. Without love, life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wanna talk about love, give me a call k....number is 012-3XX-XXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Chinese New Year is on 14th of Feb next year. Early predictions, maggi? Mamee? hmmm...maybe this year we can go for Cintan. Oh yeah, CNY...family reunion dinner...no need to eat express mee this year. Bless the lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3819416657973735072?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3819416657973735072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3819416657973735072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3819416657973735072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3819416657973735072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/topic-of-love.html' title='The Topic of Love'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-2767585196618943754</id><published>2009-12-03T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:58:53.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salary Increment</title><content type='html'>The financial year ended and this year I got a salary increment of 4k. Hmmmm.....not entirely happy with it or sad either. Still haven't reach the 30K mark that I have set for myself this year.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to bring my monthly commitment of savings, car and house installments and other stuff up to 10K every month by first quarter of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I haven't include my entertainment, fashion, kau lui bills into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.....time to work harder and ponder less I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-2767585196618943754?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/2767585196618943754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=2767585196618943754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2767585196618943754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/2767585196618943754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/salary-increment.html' title='Salary Increment'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5998066954087961665</id><published>2009-12-03T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:49:58.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sxc_HH2g5oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pcVIcgT1y80/s1600-h/mercedes-benz-e-class-1.jpg_770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sxc_HH2g5oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pcVIcgT1y80/s320/mercedes-benz-e-class-1.jpg_770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410862868908271234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sxc_G4m89JI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fU4t8f8Esoc/s1600-h/2010_mercedes_benz_e_class_coupe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sxc_G4m89JI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fU4t8f8Esoc/s320/2010_mercedes_benz_e_class_coupe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410862864816469138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its finally here...the half a million dollar car that I am gonna get during the final quarter of 2010 or early 2011. Mercedes E-Class Coupe E 350. First time I saw the car in real form was when I had lunch in KL Hilton with my colleagues. Fascinating car I must say but then I dun think my parents gonna like it since its a coupe haha. Neither would be my future in-laws haha. Let's just say coupe is not a suitable car for family. Maybe I will consider the 4-door sedan. Less pricey as well hahahahaha. I still love my current car very much, everytime I walk towards it...I feel proud of it and myself. But then I guess its time to grow old and go continental hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5998066954087961665?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5998066954087961665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5998066954087961665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5998066954087961665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5998066954087961665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/next-ride.html' title='The Next Ride'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sxc_HH2g5oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/pcVIcgT1y80/s72-c/mercedes-benz-e-class-1.jpg_770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7854712390764627171</id><published>2009-12-01T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:52:07.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number</title><content type='html'>If you happen to ask someone for their number and they gave it to you but they dun bother to answer your calls or reply your text messages, what would you do? Well tough luck, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the number from someone does not mean that that person wanna keep in touch with you. Sometimes they just don't wanna be rude and they gracefully pass you their number but deep down inside them, they are quite reluctant to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean you should stop asking for numbers. If you see someone that interests you and you wanna stay in touch with that person, go ahead and ask for the number. You don't have to feel bad if they dun answer your calls. I always smile at those people that don't answer my calls as if nothing has happened. Cos I love to see their guilty reaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7854712390764627171?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7854712390764627171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7854712390764627171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7854712390764627171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7854712390764627171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/number.html' title='Number'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7828422854787983701</id><published>2009-12-01T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:51:13.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;According to Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envy&lt;/b&gt; (also called &lt;b&gt;invidiousness&lt;/b&gt;) may be defined as an &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="6" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emotion" title="Emotion"&gt;emotion&lt;/a&gt; that "occurs when a person lacks another's &lt;i&gt;(perceived)&lt;/i&gt; superior quality, achievement, or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Envy is one of the most potent causes of unhappiness&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-3" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="13" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Envy#cite_note-3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;It is a universal and most unfortunate aspect of &lt;a linkindex="14" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_nature" title="Human nature"&gt;human nature&lt;/a&gt; because not only is the envious person rendered unhappy by his envy, but also wishes to inflict misfortune on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a call from my ex the other day telling me that her another ex in AIA is complaining to her that I am not a good person to mix around with because I am a playboy. According to him, I bring a lot of women home and sleep around. He strongly advised her to stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all, that moron don't even know me. Secondly, I don't sleep around. I do have a lot of normal gal frens and you can ask each and everyone of them whether they have ever visited my place before or even slept with me. A lot of people can testify to that fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I might looked like a player to you, maybe to a certain extend but then I don't sleep around. I just enjoy the company of gals around me and if you are not getting any attention from gals and decided to take a swipe at me, I suggest you go to some pub with GRO and pay some money to get some attention. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My ex knows who and wat kinda person I am, that is why she slammed the fucking door on him and ignored his calls. Next time when you wanna take a swipe at someone, you better get your fucking facts straight. And one more thing, if you are so righteous yourself, why do you still see her when she is already with someone else? Some fucking saint you think u are...stupid fuck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more thing, your production is so low...I dunno why AIA bother keeping you around???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7828422854787983701?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7828422854787983701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7828422854787983701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7828422854787983701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7828422854787983701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/12/envy.html' title='Envy'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4006472708150487038</id><published>2009-11-28T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:58:54.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SxECUNF6ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IiRyI6nBzXc/s1600/raining1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SxECUNF6ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IiRyI6nBzXc/s320/raining1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409107173583751762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like rainy days. Its more cooling, the sound of rain drops hitting any kind of surface and most of all it calms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then when it rains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Astro doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;2. My Wireless internet connection does not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows that technology is dwarfed by forces of nature. At least in Malaysia. Frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;The only time you wanna spend time in the comfort of your home, you cant access the internet or watch your satellite tv programs...how comforting is that? Which leaves me no option but to catch up on my sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4006472708150487038?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4006472708150487038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4006472708150487038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4006472708150487038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4006472708150487038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SxECUNF6ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IiRyI6nBzXc/s72-c/raining1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7975580145056534905</id><published>2009-11-26T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:58:18.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Premier Agent Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw4JmUc8a2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZoXUrdFr4fY/s1600/26112009884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw4JmUc8a2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZoXUrdFr4fY/s320/26112009884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408270756448332642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first notable recognition from AIA. So proud of myself for being one the elites of AIA. There are only 80 over of us our of the 10000 agency force. Proves that I am someone today in AIA. I would like to take this opportunity to thank all my clients who has supported me and I promise that I will do my level best to provide the best service to all of you and your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7975580145056534905?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7975580145056534905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7975580145056534905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7975580145056534905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7975580145056534905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/premier-agent-club.html' title='Premier Agent Club'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw4JmUc8a2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZoXUrdFr4fY/s72-c/26112009884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3877290934161927874</id><published>2009-11-26T12:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:41:38.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw4CVyGOI8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rP6dEWEQ-1Q/s1600/2009+Awards+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw4CVyGOI8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rP6dEWEQ-1Q/s320/2009+Awards+Night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408262775766918082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can still remember the first time when I attended one of my mentor's sharing session in Subang Holiday Villa. He drank a lot before he could gather enough nerves to speak in front of an audience of 50. Back then he has problems speaking to an audience. And the poor fella has to speak to an audience of 1000 every year during our Annual Award Presentation Dinner in front of the CEO and numerous VVIPs for 4 years in a row cos every year we are number one in AIA. Me, his wife and the other agency force will be standing next to him smilling at flashing cameras ignorant of what he is talking about hahahaha....next year 2010, we are gonna be there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I take it a point to read his speech 3 days before the he actually blurt it out on stage. So since he has to do it year in year out, he went for classes on public speaking and he has improved a lot. Now he doesn't have to drink to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny to think that we work our asses off for a year to be on the stage for 7 to 8 mins and still its addictive. I was talking to Clement Chaw the other day about his agency PJ ROMENO going up the stage to receive the PJ TOP Unit Manager trophy in 2010. His initial reaction was "oh yeah hor, need to be on the stage hor...", I can tell that he is nervous and happy at the same time. He sounded like a virgin nervously and happily waiting to be deflowered hahahahahha....believe me bro, you will enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate all the members of Pacesetters &amp;amp; Associates that we have done tremendously good for 2009. There is a lot to look forward to in 2010 and I believe 2010 is gonna be an awesome year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3877290934161927874?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3877290934161927874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3877290934161927874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3877290934161927874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3877290934161927874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-stage.html' title='On the Stage'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw4CVyGOI8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rP6dEWEQ-1Q/s72-c/2009+Awards+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5509397708758750702</id><published>2009-11-26T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:29:23.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Coming</title><content type='html'>My birthday is around the corner which is less than a month away. Still I am clueless as to who I should invite for my birthday dinner. I promised myself that I will have Kobe beef for dinner this year but then not sure who will be at the other end of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 years have gone by, thought I have achieved measurably in a lot of areas in my life but still love eludes me. I have fallen greatly in love and out of love. Its the balance of everything that seems a distance to me at this moment. Working on it...working on it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5509397708758750702?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5509397708758750702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5509397708758750702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5509397708758750702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5509397708758750702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-coming.html' title='Birthday Coming'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-786289149822375612</id><published>2009-11-26T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:43:56.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming trips Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3rZFo2xcI/AAAAAAAAALo/Zcl07_ce93A/s1600/osaka-castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3rZFo2xcI/AAAAAAAAALo/Zcl07_ce93A/s200/osaka-castle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408237543784629698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3rY_4frLI/AAAAAAAAALg/BZYlSCLueXs/s1600/osaka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3rY_4frLI/AAAAAAAAALg/BZYlSCLueXs/s200/osaka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408237542239612082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2010, Osaka Convention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-786289149822375612?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/786289149822375612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=786289149822375612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/786289149822375612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/786289149822375612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/upcoming-trips-part-2.html' title='Upcoming trips Part 2'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3rZFo2xcI/AAAAAAAAALo/Zcl07_ce93A/s72-c/osaka-castle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-9185190195651592693</id><published>2009-11-26T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:39:55.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming trips Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3qUx9T0_I/AAAAAAAAALY/EE6EWnoCl0Y/s1600/seoul_sungnyemun_gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3qUx9T0_I/AAAAAAAAALY/EE6EWnoCl0Y/s200/seoul_sungnyemun_gate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236370270606322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3qUiaYAJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/d0idseNXhpg/s1600/seoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3qUiaYAJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/d0idseNXhpg/s200/seoul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236366097547410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2010, Seoul (MDRT Experience)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-9185190195651592693?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/9185190195651592693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=9185190195651592693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9185190195651592693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/9185190195651592693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/upcoming-trips-part-1.html' title='Upcoming trips Part 1'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Sw3qUx9T0_I/AAAAAAAAALY/EE6EWnoCl0Y/s72-c/seoul_sungnyemun_gate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-6136329747500275509</id><published>2009-11-14T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:22:02.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tercipta Untukku</title><content type='html'>Menatap indahnya senyuman diwajahmu&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku terdiam dan terpaku&lt;br /&gt;Mengerti akan hadirnya cinta terindah&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau peluk mesra tubuhku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak kata yang tak mampu&lt;br /&gt;Kuungkapkan kepada dirimu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin engkau selalu&lt;br /&gt;Hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah yang menyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;Kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin engkau selalu&lt;br /&gt;Hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah yang menyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;Kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasti waktu akan mampu&lt;br /&gt;Memanggil seluruh ragaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin kau tahu ku selalu milikmu&lt;br /&gt;Yang mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hidupku..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-6136329747500275509?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/6136329747500275509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=6136329747500275509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6136329747500275509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/6136329747500275509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/tercipta-untukku.html' title='Tercipta Untukku'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4942520356614366808</id><published>2009-11-04T13:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:18:45.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke but its true (18PL)</title><content type='html'>You can't make a woman happy, its impossible. I never met a happy woman in my life before. Women like to complain. They love it. In fact women saves up shit to complain. Its like they saved up infantry to go to war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make love to a woman with a diamond dick and she will still complain. You can make her cum ten times and she will still complain....&lt;br /&gt;"Why you make me cum so hard? This diamond dick is clouding....why dun you go to Tiffany &amp;amp; Co? You're so cheap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what u do, your woman is mad at you....&lt;br /&gt;If you work all the time:&lt;br /&gt;"Why u work all the time? You ain't never home...You are always leaving me. I hate this shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you home all the time:&lt;br /&gt;"Why you all up under me? Let me get some room to breathe. I hate this shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make more money than her:&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna make decisions too. You ain't my daddy. I don't need you to take care of me. I hate this shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she make more money than you:&lt;br /&gt;"You broke motherf***er. You never had any money. I can't make all these decisions. I need ppl to take care of me. I hate this shit! I can't take it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number one reason that your woman is pissed the F*** off cos you ain't her first choice. Have you ever catch your woman looking at you but ain't saying nothing. In her mind, she is saying to herself "Why did I end up with this ugly motherf***er? I had a good man but I blew it...GOD pls strike my man down, please strike him down while I still look good to get another one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4942520356614366808?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4942520356614366808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4942520356614366808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4942520356614366808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4942520356614366808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/joke-but-its-true.html' title='Joke but its true (18PL)'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5340488402477193139</id><published>2009-11-04T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:54:20.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I wanna learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SvD6x6AlfLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YUctsI95_L0/s1600-h/singing+josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SvD6x6AlfLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YUctsI95_L0/s200/singing+josh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400091688509471922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always wanted to take up lessons in singing. Weekly thing. Songs can touch souls. At the same time, every song sang takes away calories from your body. Anyone wanna accompany me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5340488402477193139?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5340488402477193139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5340488402477193139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5340488402477193139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5340488402477193139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-i-wanna-learn.html' title='Something I wanna learn'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SvD6x6AlfLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YUctsI95_L0/s72-c/singing+josh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-7070834344464388742</id><published>2009-11-03T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:13:14.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging, blogging &amp; blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su_JUfx96YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I2o0_53arJU/s1600-h/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su_JUfx96YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I2o0_53arJU/s200/sick.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399755832206158210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reason I have been blogging like crazy these 2 days is because I am sick and staying at home. I have quite a bad cough, flu, slight sore throat, headache and face pain from my bruxism. I promised myself that I would get back to work on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-7070834344464388742?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/7070834344464388742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=7070834344464388742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7070834344464388742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/7070834344464388742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/blogging-blogging-blogging.html' title='Blogging, blogging &amp; blogging'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su_JUfx96YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I2o0_53arJU/s72-c/sick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5295183548497279077</id><published>2009-11-03T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:56:35.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Call</title><content type='html'>While I was blogging just now, I received a random call from a gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Caller: Hi, is this Sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, this is Sean. Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RC: Actually I dun really know you but I happened to have your number in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oic ("sweat"). How did you managed to get hold of my number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RC: I dun really remember but I do have your number saved in my phone under the name Sean. Do you have my name and number saved in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RC: Ic. That is odd. Hmmmm....(started asking a lot of questions) So, What do you do? Which hometown are you from? How old are you? Do you know David, Jason, etc etc etc...., I am sure I know one of your frens. Where do you hang out? I am sure I know you from during clubbing. Are you good looking? Cos I usually dun hang out with good looking guys cos I get the feeling that they are quite arrogant and snobbish most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ("sweat", "sweat") Errrr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RC: Bla Bla Bla............................Bla Bla Bla.................Hey you know what, I dun really know you but we can really chat...maybe one of these days when I am out, I can give you a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RC: Nice meeting you. Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to believe that if any random guy called up a hot chic, he would get his face slammed by the phone so hard that he needs plastic surgery to reshape back his face.&lt;br /&gt;Although I am not good looking but this shows that guys are not all arrogant and snobbish. Point Proven. Feels a bit scary though, where did she get my number? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5295183548497279077?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5295183548497279077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5295183548497279077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5295183548497279077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5295183548497279077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-call.html' title='Random Call'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-8088347442777564890</id><published>2009-11-03T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:48:32.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Pad, Hopefully Soon</title><content type='html'>Casa Kiara II, Mont Kiara&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/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HD-WOEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9g8Wn4ePsiA/s1600-h/casa_tower_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HD-WOEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9g8Wn4ePsiA/s200/casa_tower_0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399738009217546306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HdHQMzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KOCRdf6B7yQ/s1600-h/features_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HdHQMzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KOCRdf6B7yQ/s200/features_0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399738015965786930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HuRQ89I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ou49Ld-vljw/s1600-h/fet5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HuRQ89I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ou49Ld-vljw/s200/fet5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399738020571182034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5Hz1UXgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ey7qZ7BSnGc/s1600-h/fet6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5Hz1UXgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ey7qZ7BSnGc/s200/fet6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399738022064578050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After viewing several places, finally this is one that I like. Decided to go ahead with it and hopefully, I will be staying there in 2010. Fingers crossed. Sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-8088347442777564890?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/8088347442777564890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=8088347442777564890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8088347442777564890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/8088347442777564890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-pad-hopefully-soon.html' title='My New Pad, Hopefully Soon'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/Su-5HD-WOEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9g8Wn4ePsiA/s72-c/casa_tower_0907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-1273410446850736937</id><published>2009-11-03T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:34:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Commercialised</title><content type='html'>Question: Do you know everyone in your Facebook list of friends in the real world?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to own a friendster account and try my very level best to keep the friends' list limited to people I really know in the real world. The friends' list was pretty compact until the moment I started adding people of whom I think are interesting, hot (gals and women) and people that I think I might know which I really don't know them but hope to know them better. Soon my friendster account was full of people that I dun really know which made me lost interest in keeping the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing is soon happening to my facebook account cos there are so many games and applications in FB that people that you dun really know started adding you cos they wanna recruit you into their game. And there is always the events invitation, business afflitions, clubs, fans, etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl even have more than one account cos they have too many "frens".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really weird that some profiles that you view a gazzilion times in FB but you dun really know them in the real world or they dun even know you exist. Come on guys, admit it....the convenience of FB is to view and update yourself about another person without really getting to know that person in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to think of a new pick up line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi, I am on your FB list of frens and I view you like 10 times a day. Could you pls add me in your real life list of frens as well?&lt;br /&gt;Chic: ("sweat") Do I know you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Thinking to myself: "If you dun know me, why you add me in your facebook? ignorant!")&lt;br /&gt;Chic: (Thinking to herself: "When did I add this ugly bloke into my facebook??? shit, I must be drunk")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please dun drink and FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence all the complains, FB is still a superb tool to keep track of all the activities, happenings, parties, birthdays, relationship status, photos of all the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep myself updated about my sister thru her blog and her FB account. Cos she only calls me once a month regarding $$$ and she uses the same line that YOGI B of Poetic Ammo raps about it "Show me the MONAY!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-1273410446850736937?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/1273410446850736937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=1273410446850736937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1273410446850736937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/1273410446850736937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/facebook-commercialised.html' title='Facebook Commercialised'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-3973904439447796225</id><published>2009-11-03T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:39:18.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Where You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Who can say for certain&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're still here&lt;br /&gt;I feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory, so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you speak&lt;br /&gt;You're still an inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Can it be (?)&lt;br /&gt;That you are mine&lt;br /&gt;Forever love&lt;br /&gt;And you are watching over me from up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me up to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the distant star&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon tonight&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile&lt;br /&gt;If only for awhile to know you're there&lt;br /&gt;A breath away not far&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gently sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Here inside my dream&lt;br /&gt;And isn't faith believing&lt;br /&gt;All power can't be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my heart holds you&lt;br /&gt;Just one beat away&lt;br /&gt;I cherish all you gave me everyday&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are my&lt;br /&gt;Forever love&lt;br /&gt;Watching me from up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe&lt;br /&gt;That angels breathe&lt;br /&gt;And that love will live on and never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me up&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the distant star&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon tonight&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile&lt;br /&gt;If only for awhile&lt;br /&gt;To know you're there&lt;br /&gt;A breath away not far&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're there&lt;br /&gt;A breath away not far&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-3973904439447796225?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/3973904439447796225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=3973904439447796225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3973904439447796225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/3973904439447796225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-where-you-are.html' title='To Where You Are'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4428847502034117476</id><published>2009-10-31T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:20:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight at Noon</title><content type='html'>Tonight at Noon,&lt;br /&gt;There will be no war in any parts of the world&lt;br /&gt;There will be no starvation&lt;br /&gt;There will be no disease&lt;br /&gt;There will be no poverty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at Noon,&lt;br /&gt;There will be no greed&lt;br /&gt;There will be no jealousy&lt;br /&gt;There will be no anger nor pain&lt;br /&gt;There will be no homeless people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at Noon,&lt;br /&gt;There will be no goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;There will be no promises broken&lt;br /&gt;There will be no lies&lt;br /&gt;There will be no tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at Noon,&lt;br /&gt;There will be no doubts nor hesitation&lt;br /&gt;There will be no regrets&lt;br /&gt;There will be no opportunities forgone&lt;br /&gt;I would have say hi earlier&lt;br /&gt;We would be together&lt;br /&gt;We would grow old together&lt;br /&gt;You will say you love me, tonight at noon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4428847502034117476?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4294426341698295719</id><published>2009-10-30T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:22:04.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Test</title><content type='html'>Recently I took a blood test. Honestly, I am very very pleased with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low Cholesterol&lt;br /&gt;Liver and Renal Functions all good.&lt;br /&gt;HIV negative&lt;br /&gt;No STD of course!&lt;br /&gt;Everything is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my kind of lifestyle, I am really surprised. Celebration in the books haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4294426341698295719?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4294426341698295719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4294426341698295719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4294426341698295719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4294426341698295719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/10/blood-test.html' title='Blood Test'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-4599096653185333264</id><published>2009-10-30T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:00:58.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be from Ipoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SupW3Dtc9ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AhTWLE7Q33E/s1600-h/ipoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SupW3Dtc9ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AhTWLE7Q33E/s200/ipoh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398222607245702546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Intro)&lt;br /&gt;Yo, this song’s close to the heart, it’s my hometown baby, representin’/Ipoh where you at?(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Ipohmali Ipoh Ipohmali I sing it loud and proud that’s who I be&lt;br /&gt;Cos’ small town dreams do come through so stand up and represent where you from too boo&lt;br /&gt;Uh/ Ipohmali Ipoh Ipohmali&lt;br /&gt;I sing it loud and proud that’s who I be&lt;br /&gt;Cos’ small town dreams do come through so stand up and represent where you from too boo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;Yo I was born and raised in a place/ where the hottest women come from&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh city that’s where I’ll always belong/ Don’t get me wrong yo&lt;br /&gt;I’m KL lite now/ Its just that my roots stay strong&lt;br /&gt;Growin’ up as a Ipoh chink kid representin’ it/ Ipoh Garden Eastside yo was the hood I was kickin’ it&lt;br /&gt;I grew up poor but I had the riches memories Wooley Food Centre rockin’ arcades religiouslyAnd after school/ me and my crew DFS would be-boy on the sidewalks in front of Fair Park shops And as my story drops I recollect I never had them fancy kicks, fancy clothes all I had was Hip Hop/&lt;br /&gt;And peer pressure left me with a scar/cos’ when kids were rockin’ AirwalksI was rockin’ Bata/Back then/ I had nothin’ but a dream to be a rap star&lt;br /&gt;Now who would have thought this Ipoh chink would get this far?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus 1x &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;Yo I’m a Ipohmali chinaman I represent small town kids havin’ big dreams so understand When I spit this rhyme yo’ I’m spittin’ it right&lt;br /&gt;My flows divine and miraculous givin’ the blind sight, haha&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day circa ‘95 In St. Michaels Church where I prayed for my life to get better&lt;br /&gt;So I can be mah’ family’s provider the answer was to audition for Poetic Ammunition’s replacement rapper I dropped the beatbox blew Yogi B away got the record deal had a choice to make leave for KL or do I stay? Cos’ everybody sayin’ then bein’ a rapper don’t pay From Bingotown to Greentown I was strollin’ contemplatin’ what mah’ life’s future would be holdin’ Everybody I knew was all against it they said 16 yearold Ipoh kid will never make it But I persevered A boy with no fear I had hopes as high as Hotel Excelsior For years I proved my critics wrong/ that’s why I wrote this song to tell the world where I’m from cos’ I’m…….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-4599096653185333264?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/4599096653185333264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=4599096653185333264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4599096653185333264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/4599096653185333264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/10/proud-to-be-from-ipoh.html' title='Proud to be from Ipoh'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/SupW3Dtc9ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AhTWLE7Q33E/s72-c/ipoh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797205564201183999.post-5521603931701069863</id><published>2009-10-25T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:06:16.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I work out?</title><content type='html'>Scenario 1&lt;br /&gt;Fren 1: Hey buddy, looking in great shape. Do you work-out in the gym?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I don't. I did a bit of swimming (once a year).&lt;br /&gt;Fren 1: Ic. Ic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2&lt;br /&gt;Fren 2: Hey buddy, looking in great shape. Do you work-out in the gym?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I don't. I am just wearing a tighter shirt that's all. So that I look bigger in size.&lt;br /&gt;Fren 2: "sweat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have to confess that I don't work-out in the gym. When I say that I swim is just to make people believe that I am doing something to keep myself in shape but I don't. Maybe once in a gazzilion years. And I eat like crazy. Supper, plate with mountains of food, fast food, you name it, I eat it. The only thing that I do is dance a lil every week. I don't think that is considered exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797205564201183999-5521603931701069863?l=seanphan78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/feeds/5521603931701069863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1797205564201183999&amp;postID=5521603931701069863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5521603931701069863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1797205564201183999/posts/default/5521603931701069863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanphan78.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-i-work-out.html' title='Do I work out?'/><author><name>Sean Phan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898648891303227370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1R-UsVUtWU/TTxf8WjtS8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mr8HtDd-wLk/s220/Sean%2BPhan%2B1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
