<?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-14185834</id><updated>2011-08-28T23:17:55.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread Fairy Tales</title><subtitle type='html'>Come and bring it. Shoot it. Share your oppinion, chalenge my idea.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-114026934965306851</id><published>2006-02-18T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T21:29:09.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end...</title><content type='html'>the end of breadfairytales...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-114026934965306851?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/114026934965306851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=114026934965306851' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/114026934965306851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/114026934965306851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2006/02/end.html' title='the end...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-113489968756216503</id><published>2005-12-18T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:54:47.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>existence...</title><content type='html'>well... i quit on the first day of working... getting lazy and lazy to blog... hopping to become self-employed. my dream since young. experience experience experience is the most important thing. well, dunno how far i can do.. dunno how far i can go.. no matter wat, i won't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a movie name, 'the truman show'. is a movie talking about existance of a human. destiny and fate. is everything well-planned by god? well, talk back about jessie chung, one of my fren was saying.. god sometimes is unfair, how could he created people with such 'weird' thing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for me.. god is fair to everyone. is jz how we see things. jz like me, jobless... who to blame? myself of course. on the another hand, i have something to try out. end up, there's nobody to blame of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about truman? since he was born, his started his life in a damn freaking huge with hi tech unusual effect studio without his own aknowledgement. however, his life jz keep on continue. day after day, doin the same routine, having wife, parents, friends, neighbour, collegue. he is jz like normal human. he is jz like normal human being, having goal and dream on his own. his dream is goin to fiji and leave the island where he is staying now. till the day he found out that his daily life is recorded, his doubt is existence. who are you as the director to lead my life? who are you to play the role of god to bring disaster for me? thing gone worse when looking it widely. is my 'wife' really love me? is my parents is my real parents? if only everything is fake, i'm jz actor in your movie and robot as ur employee. who am i? am i really exist? whoever i am, the most important is who will recognize my existance? i must get out of the studio to find my own existance. i know there is more thing i can do. not only being guided and fated by a plot of a director. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's true, god playing his role as our director. however, if a person keep on believe, my life is destined, my life is fated, jz sit down n do nothing, food will fall in front of you. i do believe in destiny. i even believe it could be changed. sometimes thing wun jz go the way u always wan. it's jz a small n normal test by god of how sincere u wan to get your thing. if only you never give up in having it, u will always have it. god is fair, giving you one thing and taking one thing from you. however, is normal, as human never see their own advantange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat, the most important is, who are you to yourself, who are you to your wife, who are you to your parents, who are you to your friend. everyday we are meeting up with different ppl, not all we are talking too. however, meeting at least once, is your chance to showing your existance. that's a fate between you and every stranger you met. some playing fool around to let ppl recognize their existance. till the end, they realised, to acknowledge own existance, the most important thing is the success u get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know a lot people is not so great, the great part of life is when a lot of people knowing who are you. this is when everyone acknowledge your existence. and recognize your existence. cheer up friend. go for your goal. one day, ur existence will be ackowledged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-113489968756216503?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/113489968756216503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=113489968756216503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113489968756216503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113489968756216503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/12/existence.html' title='existence...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-113380156071670159</id><published>2005-12-06T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T00:52:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last...</title><content type='html'>after so long on vacation.. at last i found a job nearby my house. data entry job... n a lot of interview request send from different company.... however, it's too far and traffic, so i opted, data entry. haha... it's an advertising company. i guess, well.. i'm currently working for one advertising website too. might launch soon. very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. on my vacation, the first place i went was.. gua tempurung.. too bad no pic to upload this time.. it's a cave full of adventure... climbing up n down.. crawling inside water... watching the rock above head... damn.. nice place to burn fat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much place to go on this vacation.. broke.. so nothing much to write.. previously lazy to write.. actually a lot of story to tell.. but forgot.. haih.. will spend some time on my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is a new story... gal-gal and boy-boy relationship. newspaper bloom with jessie chung story. wat big deal? do u agree with same gender relationship? of course, as fren, close fren, gud fren.. that's nothing.. as lifetime partner? well depends. they in love to who they love.. not becoz who they are. as a guy, ask ourselves... y find pretty gal as gf? nice to sleep on bed, right? sometimes i do think.. same gender relationship bring one thing gud.. they understand their partner well, becoz they are same. same feeling, same mood, same thinking, even same lifestyles. it's jz the human perception on them about their lifestyles. perception number 1... AIDS. different gender having sex oso got aids ler. haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this type of person, they tend to hide themselves from community. y? nobody understand them. anyway, do remember one thing? they are coming out from the same place as we all do, whom is called, mother. they oso need love. some are being cheated by guys and end up.. being les... wether gay or les, hormon sometimes playing it roles. dun one straight point out, it's becoz of influence. that's not always true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo yo.. too much talking.. gonna sleep.. gud nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-113380156071670159?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/113380156071670159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=113380156071670159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113380156071670159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113380156071670159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-last.html' title='at last...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-113181354801906516</id><published>2005-11-13T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:39:08.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phoenix...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/birds.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nah... michelle... heavenly bird ar... phoenix ar... taken from thestar.com.my ar... now u trust me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-113181354801906516?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/113181354801906516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=113181354801906516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113181354801906516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113181354801906516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/11/phoenix.html' title='phoenix...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-113075051335769028</id><published>2005-10-31T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T17:21:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/halloween05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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[58 characters]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;The church of St. Mary in the hollow of white hazel trees near the rapid whirlpool by St. Tysilio's of the red cave&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;This Welsh town on the island of Anglesey is only known due to the fact that it has a very long name, and is the longest railway station name in Britain, and probably the longest domain name in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name translates as 'St Mary's church in the hollow of the white hazel near a rapid whirlpool and the church of St Tysilio of the red cave'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally called Llanfair Pwllgwyngyll, which means 'The Mary church by the pool near the white hazels' the village was renamed in the 19th Century.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign='top'&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/untitled.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/untitled.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='2'&gt;This was around the time when the railway was built between Chester and Holyhead at the beginning of the 1850s. A local committee was put together to try and encourage trains, travellers and 19th Century tourists to stop at the village in order to help develop the village as a commercial and tourist centre. It is believed that the name Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch was invented by a cobbler from Menai Bridge; little did he know that he had implemented one of the most successful tourist marketing plans of all time. Today the village is signposted as Llanfairpwllgwyngyll and is known to locals as Llanfairpwll or Llanfair.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='2' align='right'&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href='http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A403642'&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A403642&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width='100%'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gorsafawddachaidraigodanheddogleddollonpenrhynareurdraet&lt;br/&gt;hceredigion&lt;/b&gt; [67 characters]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mawddach Station with its dragon's teeth on the northerly Penrhyn Drive on the golden beach of Cardigan Bay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The railway was originally built in 1895 as a horse drawn tramway used in the construction of Fairbourne village. It was built by Arthur McDougall of McDougall's flour to 2ft. gauge. In 1916 it was converted into a 15” steam tourist railway, and ran successfully until the railway was eventually sold to the controversial John Ellerton and family who converted it to the present 12¼" gauge. He made many Improvements and brought new locomotives to Fairbourne. The old “golf halt” was renamed GORSAFAWDDACHAIDRAIGODANHEDDOGLEDDOLLONPENRHY&lt;br/&gt;NAREURDRAETHCEREDIGION as an attempt to get into the Guinness Book of Records by making it the station with the longest name. The railway became known as The Fairbourne and Barmouth Steam Railway and was sold to its present owners in 1995&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='right'&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href='http://www.minitrains.20m.com/pages/fairreport.html'&gt;http://www.minitrains.20m.com/pages/fairreport.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width='100%'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tetaumatawhakatangihangakoauaotamateaurehaeaturipukapihi&lt;br/&gt;maungahoronukupokaiwhenuaakitanarahu&lt;/b&gt; [92 characters]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;The brow of the hill where Tamatea, with the bony knees, who slid and climbed mountains, the great traveller, sat and played on the flute to his beloved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Porangahau (in New Zealand's South Island) is a unique coastal experience and is famous for it's seafood. Located just and just 44 kms from Waipukurau, it also boasts the longest place name in the world&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='right'&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href='http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A418565'&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A418565&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width='100%'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Krungthepmahanakornamornratanakosinmahintarayutthayamaha&lt;br/&gt;dilokphopnopparatrajathaniburiromudomrajaniwesmahasathar&lt;br/&gt;namornphimarnavatarnsathitsakkattiyavisanukamprasit&lt;/b&gt; [163 characters]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;City of Angels&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Theppitak Karoonboonyanan, a Bangkok wordsmith, who said the correct spelling (163 letters) is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krung­thep­maha­nakorn­amorn­ratana­kosin­mahintar­ayutthay­amaha­dilok­phop­noppa­ratrajathani­burirom­udom­rajaniwes­mahasat­harn­amorn­phimarn­avatarn­sathit­sakkattiya­visanukamprasit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theppitak separated the words of K161t and translated them as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krungthep mahanakorn&lt;br /&gt;The great city of angels, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amorn rattanakosin mahintara yutthaya mahadilok phop&lt;br /&gt;the supreme unconqueralble land of the great immortal divinity (Indra), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noparat rajathani burirom&lt;br /&gt;the royal capital of nine noble gems, the pleasant city, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udomrajaniwes mahasatharn&lt;br /&gt;with plenty of grand royal palaces, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amorn phimarn avatarnsathit&lt;br /&gt;and divine paradises for the reincarnated deity (Vishnu), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakkatattiya visanukam prasit&lt;br /&gt;given by Indra and created by the god of crafting (Visnukarma). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theppitak said. "King Rama 1, the founder of the city himself, was named yet longer than the name of the city, in his ascending to the throne. Our King Rama 9 (King Bhumipol) also has a long name of a hundred letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The name of the city was given by King Rama 1, the founder of the city, to celebrate the new capital, 219 years ago, after Sukhothai, Ayudhaya, and Thonburi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The name Bangkok is still used in international context because it was more familiar to foreigners in the past. In Thai, the city is called Krungthep in short, and is written with an abbreviation sign after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It may be pronounced as Krungthepmahanakorn in some formal occasions. But when we refer to the full name, it's the one with hundreds of letters as mentioned. If you want to get some formal evidence of the name, you may have to ask some governmental offices, or the Royal Palace.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='right'&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href='http://www.answerbag.com/a_view.php/6267'&gt;http://www.answerbag.com/a_view.php/6267&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even know how to pronounce it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-113047357243201038?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/113047357243201038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=113047357243201038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113047357243201038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113047357243201038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/10/sooooo-looooooooong.html' title='sooooo looooooooong.........'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-113016389637052300</id><published>2005-10-26T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:04:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back...</title><content type='html'>after so long holiday (not really long actually.. jz feel it's long) me now back to intelligent city. well, jz feel wanna get closer to my dear... life in hometown make me feel the time is so hard to pass by... rotten me softly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my previous holiday (now still holiday actually)... my gf went back to my hometown together with me... very well, since i stay in the smallest state in this country... i got no place better to show her except gua kelam (cave of darkness)... end up i told her... visiting gua kelam is same as visit the whole perlis... haha... after she went back.. my mum told me where i could bring her go... should tell me earlier... anyway, it's gud too... next time can find excuse to ask my gf come my house again... haha... the best thing for her in my house is being my maid... unpaid one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... it's lucky enuf for her to come my place in the ninth-month in lunar calendar. watching parade at night is the best thing to do in the ninth-day of ninth-month in lunar calendar. n bring her go temple every night just to see... erm... i oso dunno wat to see.. anyway, there are 2 pics attracted me... oo.. share share here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA111690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA111690.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA1014941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA101494.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything special inside the pic? if couldn't see anything.. enlarge it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since perlis is small enough to gimme a question where to bring her go, i bring her go changloon instead... neighbour town in neighbour state... it's mini zoo i could name it... small small zoo make me feel excited after seeing some magical world of animal... things that never able to see in town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA111565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA111565.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA1116191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA1116191.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA1116481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA1116481.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA111657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA111657.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen horse dick? have you ever seen parrot french kiss? have you ever seen a bear tongue? have you ever seen monkey nipples? hahahahaha.... btw, do you know that owl can turn their head 360 degrees? i hope i could too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA111639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/400/PA111639.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo... heavenly bird... no english version here... the bird always stay at the top... unavailable to capture the real bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great, that's all my gf vacation story in perlis. on the very last day, she took flight back to klia. i being scold by the policeman for bypassing the border.. hell yeah, i wonder will they scold tourist too. very well, i adapted with the rude policeman and guard everywhere in my place. probably this is how their voice... unable to control the volume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on the way back to my home after sending my gf to airport, the radio was talking about lame excuse... these are few lame excuses told by the caller:&lt;br /&gt;1) the caller bf didn't appear for the date.. probably forgot or wat.. well the excuse given by her bf is... sorry i was robbed on the day i get my salary, so i didn't turn up to meet you. =&gt; hahahaha.... guess wat the dj said... told your bf that you are not staying US.&lt;br /&gt;2) after break up... the bf wanted to take back a golden bracelet from his ex... so this is the excuse he made up... erm.. could u plz lend me the bracelet that i gave u? my fren would like to cope the exactly the same bracelet for his gf... end up.. there is no return... =&gt; so cheapskate... hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;3) this is the common one... eh.. could u plz pay for my bill first? my wallet is in the car... =&gt; maybe one or twice should be ok... but if too often... use other excuse ler... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all my vacation with my gf... now is job hunting time for myself.. being broke... hopefully luck will be on my head... jya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-113016389637052300?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/113016389637052300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=113016389637052300' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113016389637052300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/113016389637052300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112956522183805171</id><published>2005-10-18T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T00:07:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat am i doing at this moment?</title><content type='html'>missing my dear of course, can't bear with this feeling anymore. gonna get my car ready and back to cyberjaya as soon as possible... back d oso my dear busy with her work.. anyway.. the best thing is could be next to her. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112956522183805171?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112956522183805171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112956522183805171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112956522183805171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112956522183805171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/10/wat-am-i-doing-at-this-moment.html' title='wat am i doing at this moment?'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112857311834911862</id><published>2005-10-06T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T12:36:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>storm... [edited]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA051391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA051391.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at last storm struck malaysia.... from far looks like tornado.. but it's just actually heavy rain.. erm.. it was a nice nite to have a nice sleep.. thx god i have finished all my exam.. then i had my nice sleep... but too bad.. still got one assignment.. :(( y cute ppl like me need to suffer from assignment? hopefully will be a very last assignment for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ninth month in chinese calendar... all outdoor activities cancel.. :(( no life on ninth month... ninth month in &lt;strike&gt;lunar&lt;/strike&gt; roman calendar better... september.. hehe.. my birthday month... some even pathetic in this month.. eat only vegetables for 9 days in order to show respect to dunno call wat name the fella... the fella die because ppl accuse... the blood come out white color... like the mahsuri story.. izzit everyone die because of accused the blood is white color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about assignment.. haih.. y i still suffering in this university.. i should be outside world by now.. after time by time.. i know... it's because the fate i keep on running since i was secondary school... my fren told me.. is better that i dunno about my fate... yet wat to do.. i know it since i was secondary... now i accepted it... everything seems smooth for me.... y i never accept the fate... jz because i feel there is something i need to do before that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their own fairy tales... ending of one chapter is the ending of one obstacles that we met... some fairy tales are always happy moment.. for this kind of person... watever bad doin they have done, they could think it in positive way... another word.. optimistic.. some is end with sad ending... ppl always think fairy tales would be end with happy ending... u should grateful for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminding me of the story my housemate told me.. pasar malam story... an old woman holding a baby &lt;strike&gt;talk&lt;/strike&gt; walk all along the valley at pasar malam... stucking every single so-called edible food for the baby... all the baby could do is crying... =&gt; dunno wether the old lady holding the baby to cheat money or it is her real son with no money to buy her food... in either case.. the baby is still in worse case... pity pity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... nobody life is worse that the baby... some ppl crying at home.. where is my father tonite? some ppl worrying.. where is my mother goin tonite? y my family is always not complete? even complete... war will happen... thx god at least u know who is ur parents... but ask urself.. how much u work for them... who will u be on ur birthday? when they having problem.. who will u stand on? talk to one side? both side? helping out? when ppl is in problem.. human policy is close door close ear policy.. asking from god.. ah god.. come help me... normal time didn't ask god how r u... withere.. i sincerely pray for the baby... hope he could get a better family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice nice scenery at 7pm in my gf room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA061452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA061452.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA061440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA061440.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112857311834911862?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112857311834911862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112857311834911862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112857311834911862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112857311834911862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/10/storm-edited.html' title='storm... [edited]'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112846158864373133</id><published>2005-10-05T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T12:56:14.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cd case...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA041384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA041384.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bought this cd case last week... i damn like this cd case... cost around RM12+ so affordable to buy one only... my gf said damn ugly... celaka her.. no taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA041386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA041386.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see.. the way ejecting the cd out from the case.. so cute... as written on the cd case... e-slimcase - &lt;a href='http://www.ejector.de/' target='_BLANK'&gt;www.ejector.de&lt;/a&gt; a lot nice things for ur cd inside the website.. at least i feel so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA0413871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA0413871.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is consider nice for her lor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112846158864373133?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112846158864373133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112846158864373133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112846158864373133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112846158864373133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/10/cd-case.html' title='cd case...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112839683280492269</id><published>2005-10-04T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:39:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>italian food...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA031377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA031377.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; next destination... restoran logenhaus... dunno wat language is that.. only know the word restoran is in malay language. it's located inside taipan.. suitable for those who are poor but still wan to eat nice food. (after eat really poor to the max la) the sizling watever meat chop knocking on my stomach.. come eat me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA041382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA041382.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on this quite expensive bill.. written on the bottom... 10% service charge, 5% government tax. the shop not mine oso need me to pay their tax.. haih... next time those sell wantan mee oso would charge 5% government tax d... the 10% service charge really pay off... jz clap ur hand... waiter will come to ur place.... so dun simply clap inside their shop. there is one cute waiter inside... probably will steal ur gf heart away... so if ur gf ask u bring her go there... be careful.. dun let ur gf make up, let her be as ugly as possible. due to the price.. remember to lick every single drop on ur plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/PA041381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/PA041381.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at last... their tissue... hmmph.. quit cheap quality... so kiam siap.. i wonder how their toilet look like.. next time come to this kind of restaurant.. must fully use their whole restaurant...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112839683280492269?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112839683280492269/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112833581608562597</id><published>2005-10-03T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T18:36:56.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>japanese name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/boy.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shuichi Tokudaiji&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div 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know about their future. old man said.. if destined, u wun be able to change it. limpeh say, if u never give up, u could change it. but normally ppl see it lightly. who cares about my future? tmr can wake up or not is still a question mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo.. talk about never give up... anyone watch flightplan d? the mother effort... damn geng... never give up in searching for her own daughter. luckily she is engineer. else she oso couldn't find her daughter... believing in ownself n never give up is the key to success... showing sincerity with pure heart to god, he will do the rest for us. i always believe this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. some ppl go for fortune teller not to listen for their fortune n future... but is to listen for their good things. i hope i do know some of this kind of ppl... come to me... i give u thousand of nice word about ur future. some go for fortune teller.. listen some not-so-nice news.. worry for thousand days do nothing.... die die... dark age come... well.. things shouldn't be like this. future is in ur hand. how u change it, how to appreciate it.. it's all about how u do it. although the fortune teller is telling u, u will be success and rich/wealthy one day. u sit down n do nothing... wait money fall down from sky... u better wait rain drop on ur head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey.. do u go for fortune teller b4? precise ka? come share ur experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112815572153760157?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112815572153760157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112815572153760157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/P9241283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/P9241264.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's time for advertisement. erm... previously was talking about my journey for haagen daez ice cream mooncake. so this is how it looks like. erm... tot the outter is same as normal mooncake... well, it's actually same as normal chocolate with ice cream inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/P9241277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/P9241277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oo.. pretty cool mooncake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/P9241264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/P9241283.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is how the ice cream look likes... the yellowish is mango dunno call wat... quit nice.. since this is a belated advertisement, have ur try next year if u never try it b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of my advertisement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/P92413392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/200/P92413392.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well... this pic is taken from port klang. windy windy nite... nice for ppl like me. nice place to hang out for heart to heart talking. make sure u bring ur torch light along... u could see nothing but headlights from car passing around. would be better if go during full moon... if u could someone with colorful aura there... erm.. ask for 6D.. grab the chance. seeing those boat for fisherman.. erm.. remind me about their life. sometimes they work 24hours/day just to survive in this world.. although they work on/in (i oso dunno) sea... everyone is surviving on the earth too. ah.. not in the mood to talk about it first.. maybe next blog talk about their life.... port klang... probably next time will go to see ppl pak tor... dark dark place... anything could happen.. haha... next destination.. melaka... anyway.. go where oso nvm... the most important is who u bring with... thx my dear to be with me... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112787990407313996?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112787990407313996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112787990407313996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112787990407313996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112787990407313996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/09/advertisement-mooncake.html' title='advertisement... mooncake...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112736395258571541</id><published>2005-09-22T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T12:39:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>egg noodles</title><content type='html'>while my gf is preparing lunch for me.. the smell remind me of my hometown egg noodles. well, ppl call it millionaire mee. dunno why so. for me it's jz normal noodle make from egg. i heard there is same kind of mee in chinatown too. if anyone knows about it, plz guide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, below is some description that i found from net. hope that someone could make it for me. homemade. hehe... purposely write like this to hint my gf... hehe.. &lt;a href="http://jodelibakery.netfirms.com/chinese pastries/Homemade Egg Noodles/Homemade Egg Noodles.htm"&gt;homemade egg noodles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112736395258571541?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112736395258571541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112736395258571541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112736395258571541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112736395258571541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/09/egg-noodles.html' title='egg noodles'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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erm... but since i still sick, the mooncake is still now in the refrigrator. wait i heal only eat. eee, can't wait till this thursday, the day i launch my mooncake.. hehe.. the day before my birthday, my body infected by skin disease. if not taken well care, death will be my birthday gift. ooo... o... thx for my dear gf n sifu... n now i still alive (been diarhear for few days, weakening my leg n ass hole). too bad for those who curse me. haha... n now, still a lot of things i can't eat... wu.. wu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my birthday, my biggest secret was reveal. haih, been hiding my for 8 years, things turn another way on my birthday. some how not everyone know it yet. hehe... anyway, there is still a question mark for my secret. yo, yo, ganbatte for myself oo... anyway, it was a nice birthday. my gf accompany me although she was moody n try to keep herself up. sifu who cure me make porridge for me. got ang pao, got mooncake... first time eat green tea mooncake... oo, i like green tea oo. feel very contented d lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo, cheer up fren who wishes me. getting the most birthday sms this year. thx ya pal. wish me grab my goal soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112718782231028364?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112718782231028364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112718782231028364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112718782231028364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112718782231028364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/09/birthday-rock-on-mooncake-festival.html' title='birthday rock on mooncake festival...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112591226638839929</id><published>2005-09-05T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T17:24:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world sick... i oso sick...</title><content type='html'>at last i fall sick... my stupid fren dunno take care of me. hmmph... recently newspaper flood with katrina story. wonder wat will happen next. last time nearby, earthquake, tsunami, volcano... then go till west... storm, tornado n now... longer n probably longest storm, katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earth is the creation of god. he could do anything to take it back. ask ourselves, y so? hmmph... god give them power, they created war. where is peace? i not sure wat will happen next. jz appreciate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do more charity. dun look at one self... look at one world. travel with ur mind. i dun wish the world vanished before i have the chance to visit them. at least voice of prayer is charity too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112591226638839929?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112591226638839929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112591226638839929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112591226638839929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112591226638839929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/09/world-sick-i-oso-sick.html' title='world sick... i oso sick...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112556033134402462</id><published>2005-09-01T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T18:48:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back.. hehe...</title><content type='html'>after so long i didn't blog (for the whole month of august), now i'm back. hehe... some of you might know wat happen to me recently. n well, one of my friend always with me when i need people with me. really thanks to her a lot. well, she said she much pathetic than me when she trying to cheer me up. n now i'm getting better i'm 2 times happier than her. haha... of course, watever u have done, i surely will remember. u n me know who m i. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/CIMG0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/320/CIMG0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for some nice london graffiti exhibition in muse darling. it was an amusing trip. where my fren show me the exhibition is actually inside a house. i told her, r u nuts? how can a person do business in their house? i dun believe her totally. but till the end of road, i got no choice but to u-turn n trust her. damn it, it's really there. the exhibition is really inside the house. haha. i was having a nice conversation with the artist. well, he might having another exhibition at hilton hotel soon, hope could get to see the exhibition too. some might think graffiti as vandalism, nuts, but for me.. it could be charity too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early of august, hazy hazy... i'm lil boy who can't bear with the smell of smoke. run out of the jungle, climb up to the hill taking fresh air. it was a nice 1 day trip to genting highlands with my couples housemate n my fatty cum horny friend. taking fresh air, do some stupid things, laughing together. proven my fren was damn freaking young when i bring her into casino. showing the guard her ic, the guard showing her the exit. haha. i tot she like challenging, i was thinking to bring her into every entry door, but she refused. shame shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day after i back from genting, thx god, the day is getting clearer here. however, my vacation doesn't end like this. travel n visit every jusco in selangor n kl area is our routine. whenever we saw jusco, we surely will drop by n go into the supermarket. another stupid thing we always do. goin inside jz to find meiji 365 days doll. i really can't get my birthdate yet. for anyone knows about this bear, plz do drop me a comment n tell me where can i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/1600/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1361/1276/320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next trip, bringing my housemate for interview. the building of the interview, wow, damn freaking big. inside the office, wow, damn freaking small. before i could get out from the building, my friend bf called, eh, where r u? we have done. damn... lucky i haven't gone far, else they need to take taxi trip to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all my vacation on august till national day eve. it was damn exciting experience, running around the main road jz to get a perfect view of fireworks. 2 different fireworks display at 2 different time. so we was running like insane crossing the road. crowded with people, waiting to watch show. hip hop, break dance, r&amp;b, rap. damn it, we miss the chance take photograph. it was a sudden decision of goin out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks my fren. :D keep in touch with me till ur coming birthday, ur wish will come true. :D u n me know what is that. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112556033134402462?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112556033134402462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112556033134402462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112556033134402462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112556033134402462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back-hehe.html' title='i&apos;m back.. hehe...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112230635203476851</id><published>2005-07-25T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:45:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past, present and future...</title><content type='html'>erm, last nite my housemate was telling a song meaning. there is one part attracted us, 'since i can't give you ur future, let me return ur present to you now'. sound so generous huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, how many ppl is generous in love? how many ppl will let go their own love for other happiness? for most of us, love is selfish. however, does our partner is happy with us? love shouldn't be selfish. love should be generous. if our partner not happy with us, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some ppl, they like to mention and ask about their partner past. so called to understand more about their partner. oh well, not everyone like to talk about their past. although ppl say, there is nothing to hide between couples, but respect is also important to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember their past is not related to you. they might have changed when they told u their past story. the most important is who they are to you in the present and future. if you can't give them their future, return their present to them now. let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you love your partner, dun mind wat's their past. give them future. human will change. as long as we r living, we still got hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112230635203476851?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112212931170819355</id><published>2005-07-23T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:35:11.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoe laces...</title><content type='html'>well, recently back to my shoe lace art after stop for around 4-5 years. recently i saw one elastic shoe lace where u need not to tie ur shoe. oh, well, suit for lazy ppl like me. anyway, i dun tie up my shoe too. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previously i like to tie up 3 horizontal line with my shoe lace (bluffing ownself it is adidas shoe) then i fall into the checkers shoe lace. however it's quite difficult to wear your shoe with checkers shoe lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, goin to get a new shoe and multiple shoe lace. it's dead art. only stupid ppl like me enjoy doing it. haha... &lt;a href="http://www.fieggen.com/shoelace/"&gt;http://www.fieggen.com/shoelace/&lt;/a&gt; this link show few example of shoe lace art. hope can get more idea from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something attracted me tonite. &lt;a href="http://www.solaractiveintl.com/laces.htm"&gt;http://www.solaractiveintl.com/laces.htm&lt;/a&gt; this site claim that their shoe lace change color reflect to the sunlight. if anyone come across with this thing, plz do let me know. i will post up my elastic shoe lace soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz sharing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112212931170819355?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112212931170819355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>miracles do occur...</title><content type='html'>Do you believe in miracles? well, it's juz how you see a situation to adapt with wat you wan. Never see yourself so unlucky, everyone has their own story. Grabbing chance is important, appreciate everything around you. - once in a blue moon -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG0125.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG0125.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG0126.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG0126.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG01271.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG01271.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG0128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG0128.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG0129.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG0129.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG0130.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG0130.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/CIMG0131.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/CIMG0131.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Few photos snap by my dear in campus (not japan oh). Looks like sakura? hehe.. have your guess. once i told myself b4, i would confess a girl that I like under sakura tree. but now I dun dare, need a lot of courage, i have 0% of it. haih...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;P/S: I got story to post before my exam(last night), but now forgot d. haha...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='2'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112190997473438020?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112190997473438020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112190997473438020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112190997473438020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112190997473438020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/miracles-do-occur.html' title='miracles do occur...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112142103396909008</id><published>2005-07-15T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T17:50:33.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessing...</title><content type='html'>this is fairy tales story told by my cousin.. share share here.. it's a mtv, but i forgot wat song d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about a gal comma for dunno how long till the bf can't wait. the bf went to pray to God, "oh God, let me exchange my life with my gf, let her wake up instead". the God reply, "i will wake the girl up with one rule, you gonna become grasshopper for 3 yrs". the guy agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when the girl wake up the guy is not by his side, and the girl never meet the guy again. soon after, the girl was thankful to the doctor, become couples. however, there is a grasshopper which always stick next to the girl. where ever she go, the grasshopper will be there. soon become the girl pets. haha.. sound funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 yrs later, the girl marry to the doctor. giving up waiting for the bf to appear again. on the day itself is the grasshopper to become human again, the God ask, "do you wanna become human and take care of your gf again?" the grasshopper reply, "no i don't, let her happy always with the doctor. i'll be blessing them". -end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it man, i almost burst my tears hearing this story. with here, i also bless all my friend found their happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112142103396909008?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112142103396909008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112142103396909008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112142103396909008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112142103396909008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/blessing.html' title='blessing...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112130270798579307</id><published>2005-07-14T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:58:27.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi-tech nyer...</title><content type='html'>today wanna share some suaku things. nowadays little kids damn freaking hi tech man. log on.. &lt;a href='http://www.sea-monkeys.com/'&gt;http://www.sea-monkeys.com/&lt;/a&gt; toys oso got life. wat the hell in happening on the earth man? when my dear told me about it, i dun really believe her, coz i always lie to her. i tot she wanna revenge, i was thinking, bluff oso use brain plz. damn it, it's true, jz pour some few beans n foods, the toys is ur pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey khoo, this blog is to show u ur suaku nes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112130270798579307?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112130270798579307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112130270798579307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112130270798579307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112130270798579307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/hi-tech-nyer.html' title='hi-tech nyer...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112122094735652522</id><published>2005-07-13T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T10:15:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take it or leave it..</title><content type='html'>so sad my housemate lose her beloved tee. the sadest case is the shirt is a gift from her mum, something more precious than gift from bf ler. talk about it, i have something to share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about a little kid and a little girl ghost. the little girl ghost tomb was fall down due to typhoon. no money to make a good tomb, that's y fall down. however, the girl know only the little boy could see and listen to wat she say. however the little boy refuse to help her. so the girl keep on begging him, beg and beg and beg. at last, the boy willing (willing or not willing i oso not sure) to help her. oh well, a little boy to carry a heavy tomb is not an easy job man. nobody help him, day by day (cartoon mar, year by year oso can la) he push up the tomb without giving up. the girl feel so touched with his action, something that nobody willing to do it, only a little boy willing to help without giving up. ending up the girl wanna bring the boy into her world (ghost world), however, the mother of the boy refuse it. of course ler, letting your own son go into ghost world? impossible ler. so the girl let the boy go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes when we love something doesn't mean we must have it. sometimes let it go is a way to give them happiness too. if the person doesn't like us, wat for we bring them along with us. if the person like us, do remember, appreciate it, u might found u like a lot of people, yet it's hard to find one person to click with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my housemate who lose your shirt, i understand wat u feel. i lose some gift from someone precious too. even i buy a new one, it can't replace the value of the gift. all i tell myself, no matter how much i lost the gift, the most important is i never lose the person i like (and like us in return). yo, my housemate.... -.- :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112122094735652522?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112122094735652522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112122094735652522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112122094735652522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112122094735652522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/take-it-or-leave-it.html' title='take it or leave it..'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112101293328830985</id><published>2005-07-11T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T10:12:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign='top'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/Picture%287%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/Picture%287%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign='top'&gt;Something I made for my dear when she is not here. Can you guess what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112101293328830985?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112101293328830985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112101293328830985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112101293328830985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112101293328830985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/whats-this.html' title='what&apos;s this?'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112097099434578019</id><published>2005-07-10T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T12:54:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dear.. my dear.. where r u?</title><content type='html'>my dear go down to city with her friend leave me alone in the village. :( very pathethic and lonely over here. :-&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112097099434578019?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112088170115890629</id><published>2005-07-09T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T09:04:32.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london blast!!!</title><content type='html'>got bomb on my housemate birthday countdown in london? too bad... terrorist? first idea or prejudice? ah well, i not very sure about the full story... simply read from cnn rss, tonne of news about it. anyway.. let us here pray for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once my friend mention about this, 'i have a gud government, gud organisation in politic in my country, yet i dun have a nice weather. your politic might always become people comedy or joke, yet you have a good weather.' after listen to this word, i say, 'thx god i stay in this country'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, human never learn to appreciate wat they have until the thing left them or when they started to see something worse happen to others. normally ppl will only say, other ppl life is worse, yet they still upset with their own problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm here to say.. thx god i staying here.. hope everyone with me, appreciate everything surrounding you. knowing that a lot people around you need help, u need not to spend a penny, jz a little time less than 1mins... sign the petition for the one campaign.. &lt;a href='http://www.one.org/'&gt;http://www.one.org/&lt;/a&gt; fight poverty for those who need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112088170115890629?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112088170115890629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112088170115890629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112088170115890629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112088170115890629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-blast.html' title='london blast!!!'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112070104247390462</id><published>2005-07-07T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:50:42.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magic mirror? mirror sometimes do lie...</title><content type='html'>jz heard from radio.. gonna share it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally when we go buy cloth or pants, we will look into the mirror nearby. of course, we look so nice in that cloth if we look into that mirror, however, if you return to ur own house and look into your house mirror, maybe you will change your mind. haha.. it's business strategy for fashion, especially clothing, the mirror they use will make you look nice in the cloth sell in their shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we do also see people bringing their friend along to buy cloth. they will ask their friend oppinion instead of looking into the mirror. their oppinion is they wear to comfort other people eyes, but for me is, for own comfort. how about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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lie...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112062005390060055</id><published>2005-07-06T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T11:26:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/hp_kungfuhustle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/hp_kungfuhustle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="'top'"&gt;my housemate say i look like this ugly man... let me die peacefully instead... i jz hope to be as rich as him... dun wan his face.. i leng chai than him.. hehe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112062005390060055?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112062005390060055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112062005390060055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112062005390060055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112062005390060055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/am-i.html' title='am I?'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112061755114062930</id><published>2005-07-06T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T10:39:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appreciation</title><content type='html'>previous blog dunno go where due to lost internet connection, fuck. retype wat i remember now in notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching cinderella man this morning, then suddenly remind me of one chinese serial drama i watched during school holiday on astro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, it was a bout a little girl was sell to whore house but luckily she was bought by another person to become his maid. well, becoming maid is better than become whore at least. inside this master house, there is one little boy, naughty, mischievious and menance to the max. since the master is too old, he marry the girl with the little boy. the girl never mind and never cry, she thx her master by bringing her into the house. by that moment, the girl should be in teenange age, so means she and the little boy age gap is 10yrs+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever saw the little boy will feel wan to kill him due to his mischievious behavior. except the girl who bear the ups and downs of the family, even become the sore breadwinner of the family. even the master offer to leave the house if she couldn't bear with it, she only say, "it's ok my master, i thx god you save me from the whore house. anyway i'm wife of a rich family in this town." she end it with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little boy never show his appreciation to the girl, and keep on giving trouble and problem to the family. however, deeply inside his heart he feel appreciated. there was once someone challenge him to divorce the girl, the little boy only say, "she is my wife, although she elder than me, i could feel how much she give to the family". for the first time a naughty and life-taking little boy make the girl feel so touched. till one day when the girl leave the family for good, the little boy feel so heavy hearted, and could only say, "my wife, please do come back if anyone bully you, please do send me a letter if you have not enough money, if you couldn't find your happiness, i'm here waiting for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, someone who always give trouble and never show his appreciation could say something like this. however, deeply ask ourselves, normally when we heard ppl say they appreciate us or appreciate our job, end up what they give us, end up what they show us? i guess you get the answer. i have been ignored once after someone told me she appreciate me, wtf? appreciate me by remember wat i done for you? i always do feel, appreciation and sincerity is inside the heart, not shown by word, but action. do you agree with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112061755114062930?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112061755114062930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112061755114062930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112061755114062930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112061755114062930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/appreciation.html' title='appreciation'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112052125640985906</id><published>2005-07-05T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:03:00.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody wan talk to me... humph...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/320/baby7gl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/6722/200/baby7gl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  align="right" style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Even baby will get mad. haha... well, answer when people is asking. Even baby will cry if you never entertain them. That's why people always say communication is important. Well, because I was too quiet, I have lost something in my life. Believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112052125640985906?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112052125640985906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112052125640985906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112052125640985906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112052125640985906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/nobody-wan-talk-to-me-humph.html' title='Nobody wan talk to me... humph...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14185834.post-112049304295484123</id><published>2005-07-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:25:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So excited... e...</title><content type='html'>First time write blog... hehe.. gonna explore how to use this blogger before continue writing my story. Well, a lot things go through my mind since my school holiday. How nice if got lottery number go through as well? Too bad, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update blogger soon... let me explore first har...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Syndicate this site.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14185834-112049304295484123?l=breadfairytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/feeds/112049304295484123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14185834&amp;postID=112049304295484123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112049304295484123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14185834/posts/default/112049304295484123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breadfairytales.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-excited-e.html' title='So excited... e...'/><author><name>fortuneteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484093853861001909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/sunwukong_9218/16723319720784l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
