<?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-7843601</id><updated>2011-08-03T02:43:07.320+08:00</updated><category term='daily laughter'/><category term='daily thoughts'/><category term='daily me'/><title type='text'>vickyboy's world</title><subtitle type='html'>better is one day in your court than thousands else where!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-3485082334409456656</id><published>2009-10-03T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:50:51.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday, fullmoon</title><content type='html'>a day when ppl have their rest&lt;br /&gt;jus like to stay in their nest&lt;br /&gt;some even out shopping or some called "invest"&lt;br /&gt;for me in the office running some test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite is when the moon is at its full&lt;br /&gt;a nite where chinese celebrates lantern festival&lt;br /&gt;kids running around with lantern and candle&lt;br /&gt;am speechless cos only memories will tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments we cherish is never enough for us&lt;br /&gt;lets get together with family and friends&lt;br /&gt;time to give cos its the bestest gift&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for the future and forget our past&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-3485082334409456656?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/3485082334409456656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=3485082334409456656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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type='html'>year just pass like a flash&lt;br /&gt;everything just felt like is a rush&lt;br /&gt;hope all the bad will be flush&lt;br /&gt;to start the year with a new afresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has not been really well&lt;br /&gt;everywhere is just like hell&lt;br /&gt;everything we do just hit the wall&lt;br /&gt;the greater hope the greater fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year was not a good start&lt;br /&gt;my 4th relationship just wont last&lt;br /&gt;but it ended with a blast&lt;br /&gt;cos i knew someone that i know will be my last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wish is a better future&lt;br /&gt;a future we can share&lt;br /&gt;share the greatest things together&lt;br /&gt;together i know we can soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-1560625365408808131?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-4204090457741591763</id><published>2008-12-18T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:34:23.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter in suzhou</title><content type='html'>winter.... i hate winter. 4th day here and work seems draggy and didnt went so smooth. didnt get to sweat for days.... trying now to do so but i dun think so easy lol. did some sit ups but fail fail fail; no sweat.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i hope is to get back home sooon and hug hug my bear bear. till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-4204090457741591763?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/4204090457741591763/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-5165533385658093744</id><published>2008-12-12T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:25:10.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my love</title><content type='html'>Autumn is over&lt;br /&gt;and Winter is just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;the scene and weather will never be better&lt;br /&gt;cos in winter, things just get colder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally found the one that i love&lt;br /&gt;on my mind, you are the only one&lt;br /&gt;am trying my best to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;but i know its not the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you will never stop&lt;br /&gt;so i will take it step by step&lt;br /&gt;slow my phase and will let u catch up&lt;br /&gt;how long it takes, i will never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don’t feel sorry for me&lt;br /&gt;love is just so blind that it doesn’t care&lt;br /&gt;love will take the extra mile&lt;br /&gt;one day i know the time will come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-5165533385658093744?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/5165533385658093744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=5165533385658093744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/5165533385658093744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/5165533385658093744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-my-love.html' title='to my love'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-99609922226352393</id><published>2008-12-10T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:02:36.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone</title><content type='html'>first look was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;every little move was so graceful&lt;br /&gt;the scene was just too wonderful&lt;br /&gt;all night i know i am just enthrall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis gave me a pointer&lt;br /&gt;seems that she is my supporter&lt;br /&gt;all the hints i gather&lt;br /&gt;one day i know we will be TO'GET'HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disapointed i went home as if i am a loser&lt;br /&gt;back to bed, again makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;all nite long i can do is to ponder&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna get the number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day there she stood enchanted&lt;br /&gt;mesmerize till i went slow-witted&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i got captivated&lt;br /&gt;spelled and charmed by my beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;effortless i got her number :)&lt;br /&gt;didnt even need to ask her&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is just unavoidable&lt;br /&gt;if it is yours, it is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not my first&lt;br /&gt;but i really hope it's my last&lt;br /&gt;things seem happened so fast&lt;br /&gt;but deep within i know it will last....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-99609922226352393?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/99609922226352393/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-7260425019735982241</id><published>2008-12-03T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:49:03.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>project in dubai</title><content type='html'>if u guys were wondering what was i doing in dubai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was working on the automatic life support system monitoring of this aquarium...&lt;br /&gt;i missed the opening so i have to reap it from Youtube... this is the best taken so far so ignore the intro and the ppl.... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKGSkmH6ITY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKGSkmH6ITY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-7260425019735982241?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/7260425019735982241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=7260425019735982241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/7260425019735982241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/7260425019735982241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2008/12/project-in-dubai.html' title='project in dubai'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-6957174083546998212</id><published>2008-12-02T10:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:44:22.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily thoughts'/><title type='text'>deeeeeeeeecemberrrrrrrrrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally its end of the year&lt;br /&gt;time for family and friends to gather&lt;br /&gt;to have feast and celebration together&lt;br /&gt;last but not least is to give and to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back nothing much was done&lt;br /&gt;yearly resolution never work for me&lt;br /&gt;love things just to be clean and simple&lt;br /&gt;well next year i am looking just for the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting my blessing i am truly bless&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the unfortunates, my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;doing my part is all that counts&lt;br /&gt;World Vision is my next to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it seems like the end&lt;br /&gt;never worry cause it's just started&lt;br /&gt;a new year will always be recovered&lt;br /&gt;all it takes is to look forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december has a very special day&lt;br /&gt;a day man uses it as reason to party&lt;br /&gt;but christmas is a time of joy&lt;br /&gt;with friends to rejoice and to make merry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with family to love and to cherish&lt;br /&gt;the moment we share will not perish &lt;br /&gt;let us all soak in relish&lt;br /&gt;and wish for a better year to be cherish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-5862625246379676513</id><published>2008-11-27T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:00:57.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is she???</title><content type='html'>dear friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold... really cold indeed&lt;br /&gt;all nite is just ringing sound&lt;br /&gt;try to approach but you are just so cold&lt;br /&gt;my day has just been darkened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second met was a little different&lt;br /&gt;you even call me by my epithet&lt;br /&gt;"Hung Pou" i am very scary that's what you meant&lt;br /&gt;the moments you left behind i never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing you is more than treasure&lt;br /&gt;a joy which is different from any other&lt;br /&gt;i wont put it as a lover&lt;br /&gt;but indeed you are a true dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even difficult decision which I have to choose between&lt;br /&gt;even the road we took has reach it’s bound&lt;br /&gt;i know this friendship will never end&lt;br /&gt;cos you are just more than a dear friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-5862625246379676513?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/5862625246379676513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=5862625246379676513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/5862625246379676513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/5862625246379676513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-is-she.html' title='who is she???'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-8039370352175021509</id><published>2008-11-25T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:45:18.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of a new beginning</title><content type='html'>one year. more than one year. anyway if i dun start now  i dunno when i am gonna start again. rough year, work loads increase, oil prices increase, opposition parties won increase, expenses increase, crimes increase, retrenchments increase.... wat is next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... hope this starts up my blogging again.... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-8039370352175021509?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/8039370352175021509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=8039370352175021509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/8039370352175021509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/8039370352175021509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2008/11/start-of-new-beginning.html' title='start of a new beginning'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-951784014836927936</id><published>2007-07-31T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:24:03.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily me'/><title type='text'>someone's looking over you</title><content type='html'>Genesis 13-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abram's nephew, lot, chose the better pasture land. and, by default, abram got what lot didn't want. sometimes, we find ourselves giving first choice to friends for the sake of preserving the relationship, even if this means ending up with second best. preferring others takes personal sacrifice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lot settles in his choice land but finds himself taken captive and plundered afterwards. if i was abram, i would have figured that God was punishing lot for taking the best part of the land. i would have smiled to myself, drink my favorite original Kluang Station kopi kau with feet on the table, and thought that lot got what he deserved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but abram didn't feel that way. he took 318 men in his household, chased four kings all the way up north, fought the four kings, and rescued his nephew. no small feat. i wonder how he defeated the four kings. The original 300. preferring others may take an arm and a limb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like lot in many ways. and abram is like our God. God gives us a choice, and sometimes (often times) we make bad choices. these bad choices can turn really bad and result in us losing everything. but God is our father; closer than an uncle. and dad comes with all his might to save. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's looking over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks joel for sharing it with me. so here to share with others. cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-951784014836927936?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/951784014836927936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=951784014836927936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/951784014836927936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/951784014836927936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/07/someones-looking-over-you.html' title='someone&apos;s looking over you'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-7546251531979990865</id><published>2007-07-20T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T15:22:29.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily thoughts'/><title type='text'>friday, was it 13?</title><content type='html'>5ive days in a weekday&lt;br /&gt;thank god its friday&lt;br /&gt;only looking forward for today&lt;br /&gt;but doesnt seems to be a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole week was just busy&lt;br /&gt;never felt so crazy&lt;br /&gt;now is to keep it lite and easy&lt;br /&gt;another word is to be lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was so draggy&lt;br /&gt;head even getting heavy&lt;br /&gt;feet just like full of boggy&lt;br /&gt;wish its truly madly deeply overly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward till clock strike 5ive&lt;br /&gt;cos night will always be fine&lt;br /&gt;to be date for a dine&lt;br /&gt;hope to be a great nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just one of the fridays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-7546251531979990865?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/7546251531979990865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=7546251531979990865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/7546251531979990865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/7546251531979990865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-was-it-13.html' title='friday, was it 13?'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-4041191711558841039</id><published>2007-07-08T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:56:59.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLIA</title><content type='html'>familiar??? i remembered that was the time i halted this space for 2 years. yup not much updates due to work and time for myself is lesser and lesser over the days. think age is catching up or I will blame it on the weather. ya is the lame me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well am heading to Taiwan this time, going there for an installation and some customer visits. really wish everything will be fine and smooth. i wanna be back home on time. first time I left my dog at home all alone for a week. as my last sis staying with me has her new life as Mrs. Tan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok dun worry, spotty is in good care. even if my house is empty and no life but i always have friendly neighbor to look after her. u all must be thinking of some hot chicks that love dogs and fall for me and will kindly take care of her… hahahahhahahaha. Dun worry, dun worry, is just a kind and friendly neighbor who really loves dogs as she has dogs herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok time to departure. all of u out there… have a wild week and please dun get rooted. play safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-4041191711558841039?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/4041191711558841039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=4041191711558841039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/4041191711558841039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/4041191711558841039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/07/klia.html' title='KLIA'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-2652401122862202100</id><published>2007-07-03T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:01:56.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughter'/><title type='text'>choppy</title><content type='html'>ya am too free... u can tell me bout that... but just came across this site and i just ROFLMAO... enjoy episode 1 to 11 from their website.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus love this the most. classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.choppy.co.kr/animation/choppy6.swf" menu="false" quality="High" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-2652401122862202100?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/2652401122862202100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=2652401122862202100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/2652401122862202100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/2652401122862202100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/07/choppy.html' title='choppy'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-6793877617102152349</id><published>2007-06-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T17:02:35.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>single no more</title><content type='html'>finally becholar nite for sam. wonder who is sam..???? here he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/Parts4sale/IMGP1795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/Parts4sale/IMGP1795.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a wonderful nite. we went bumboobali for dinner in puchong puteri. yup nice place to have a baliness dinner, felt weird because i know sam and vicky is going there for honeymoon... hahahahahahhahaa... thats us below; ch,  steve, sam, me and charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/Parts4sale/IMGP1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/Parts4sale/IMGP1806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, got something special for sam to use on the first nite.... below is a video that we took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VfnpVh6SMfE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VfnpVh6SMfE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a good time with him.... will censor some but u will figure out what we did... below is OCPD with a psychopath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/Parts4sale/IMGP1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/Parts4sale/IMGP1831.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-6793877617102152349?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/6793877617102152349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=6793877617102152349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/6793877617102152349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/6793877617102152349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/06/single-no-more.html' title='single no more'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-5921641718310566609</id><published>2007-05-22T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:53:50.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily me'/><title type='text'>oh!!! (funny look on the face) thanks...</title><content type='html'>after reading &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/dleeted"&gt;simon's&lt;/a&gt; blog, i remembered i did the same thing couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was last friday, had my lunch at old office area with my colleagues, cos one of them needs to do some banking.... was a busy day where lunch hour cum prayer day... i wanna keep it short. there was a Nestea truck parking near the banks area giving out free Nestea lemon pack drinks. went to get it with my colleagues. got 1/2 a dozen and put it in the freezer in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was gone and time to go home. took the packs out and wanna bring home and can have it later. when i was driving through those normal rm1.60 tol booth. me a person who wont wind down windows and pay the coins of rm1.60 (got smarttag mah) but that day i just wanna bless the attendant, so i drove to the TUNAI lane. digging for my coins from the car's ashtray and walla rm1.60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching the booth and try to look for one which is not busy and no cars tailing me. wind down my window and gave him the coins, and followed by a pack of nestea lemon real cold one. "oh!!!! thanks." he said. (funny look on the face?) nope is is a face of gratitude, speachless. and i took another pack out and ask him to pass it to the car behind me. "oh ok" he answered with a big smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a very slight chance (very indeed) i would see him again. and i didnt slow down to wait for the back car to over took me and give me a wave or a smile. ( so -.-"' if the car just drives away....) well the rest of it, i didnt manage to have one also. all given away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some ppl would think what are you doing? "keep it for urself lah". some would say "u are so naive" (is for u nette). well i would say it is His way. things are different in His doings, and most of the time i or rather us do not know what is He doing. but i know in everything He does there is a reason behind it. but all in all, is by His grace and love that sustain me till today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-5921641718310566609?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/5921641718310566609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=5921641718310566609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/5921641718310566609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/5921641718310566609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-funny-look-on-face-thanks.html' title='oh!!! (funny look on the face) thanks...'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-3546727370779790290</id><published>2007-05-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T13:08:46.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily thoughts'/><title type='text'>my day</title><content type='html'>head was heavy&lt;br /&gt;must be from the booze and pool with my buddy&lt;br /&gt;but i still need to get ready&lt;br /&gt;for a wonderful start of a saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad arrived last nite&lt;br /&gt;realized their car's road tax expired&lt;br /&gt;so that leave me no choice&lt;br /&gt;but to leave them my conveyance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are here for a reason&lt;br /&gt;to witness their dreams to fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;their youngest daughters hand to be taken&lt;br /&gt;by sam, a dear gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam, i knew him almost forever&lt;br /&gt;someone i respect and honour&lt;br /&gt;as a freind, a boss and an LF leader&lt;br /&gt;but never expect him to end up with my sister (hahahahahhaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my day is every where&lt;br /&gt;hope to keep it simple&lt;br /&gt;and i will end it here&lt;br /&gt;before i get fired..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-3546727370779790290?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/3546727370779790290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=3546727370779790290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/3546727370779790290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/3546727370779790290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-day.html' title='my day'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-4056173753862451020</id><published>2007-05-15T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T17:50:35.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily thoughts'/><title type='text'>mother's day - ya i know its over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never too late when its dear to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to end winter&lt;br /&gt;cos spring is just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;the scene and weather never been so much better&lt;br /&gt;cos in spring, YOU are just like blooming flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just seems like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;where YOU kept my troubles away&lt;br /&gt;never a single moment i worry&lt;br /&gt;cos i know YOU are there standing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the days of my past&lt;br /&gt;when i was young and always lost&lt;br /&gt;but YOU were there to make my path straight&lt;br /&gt;to guide me and mould me to be mr. right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could go on and on&lt;br /&gt;un-ending story bout the one who carries me on&lt;br /&gt;speaking bout YOU my heart and mind goes on&lt;br /&gt;i will always cherish all the days that are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the day i proud of YOU&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day i will make YOU proud&lt;br /&gt;there are no more words i can spell&lt;br /&gt;all i could say is "i love YOU MOM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER's DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-4056173753862451020?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/4056173753862451020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=4056173753862451020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/4056173753862451020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/4056173753862451020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/05/mothers-day-ya-i-know-its-over.html' title='mother&apos;s day - ya i know its over'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-1839084592488407187</id><published>2007-05-08T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T17:28:57.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPOH Mali</title><content type='html'>first was &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2d9tsC9UU20"&gt;MUAR&lt;/a&gt; and now IPOH..... way to go Perak kia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uhMlDLb5U1E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uhMlDLb5U1E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;lyrics got from Jeremy's page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Intro)&lt;br /&gt;Yo, this song’s close to the heart, it’s my hometown baby, representin’/Ipoh where you at?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Ipohmali Ipoh Ipohmali/ I sing it loud and proud that’s who I be/&lt;br /&gt;Cos’ small town dreams do come through/ so stand up and represent where you from too boo&lt;br /&gt;Uh/ Ipohmali Ipoh Ipohmali/&lt;br /&gt;I sing it loud and proud that’s who I be/&lt;br /&gt;Cos’ small town dreams do come through so stand up and represent where you from too boo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;Yo I was born and raised in a place/ where the hottest women come from /&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh city/ that’s where I’ll always belong/ Don’t get me wrong yo/&lt;br /&gt;I’m KL lite now/ Its just that my roots stay strong/&lt;br /&gt;Growin’ up as a Ipoh chink kid representin’ it/ Ipoh Garden Eastside yo was the hood I was kickin’ it/&lt;br /&gt;I grew up poor but I had the riches memories/ Wooley Food Centre rockin’ arcades religiously/ And after school/ me and my crew/ DFS would be-boy on the sidewalks in front of Fair Park shops/ And as my story drops/ I recollect I never had them fancy kicks, fancy clothes all I had was Hip Hop/&lt;br /&gt;And peer pressure left me with a scar/cos’ when kids were rockin’ Airwalks/I was rockin’ Bata/Back then/ I had nothin’ but a dream to be a rap star/&lt;br /&gt;Now who would have thought this Ipoh chink would get this far?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus 1x&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;Yo I’m a Ipohmali chinaman/ I represent/ small town kids havin’ big dreams so understand/ When I spit this rhyme yo’ I’m spittin’ it right/&lt;br /&gt;My flows divine and miraculous givin’ the blind sight, haha&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day circa ‘95/ In St. Michaels Church where I prayed for my life to get better/&lt;br /&gt;So I can be mah’ family’s provider/ the answer/ was to audition for Poetic Ammunition’s replacement rapper/I dropped the beatbox blew Yogi B away/ got the record deal/ had a choice to make/ leave for KL or do I stay?/ Cos’ everybody sayin’ then bein’ a rapper don’t pay/ From Bingotown to Greentown I was strollin’/ contemplatin’ what mah’ life’s future would be holdin’/ Everybody I knew was all against it/ they said 16 yearold Ipoh kid will never make it/ But I/ persevered/ A boy with no fear/ I had hopes as high as Hotel Excelsior/ For years I proved my critics wrong/ that’s why I wrote this song to tell the world where I’m from cos’ I’m…….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus 1x&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;We Ipohmali baby here to show y’all what we got/&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate yourself/ cos’ you can make it/ no matter where you are/&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t where you’re from but how you make it to the top/&lt;br /&gt;Cos’ we are Ipohmali baby, here to show y’all what we got&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To all mah’ peeps all down at JB/ Throw your hands up if y’all hear me/&lt;br /&gt;To all mah cats down at KL city/ Holla at me if y’all hear me/&lt;br /&gt;To all my pheng ew across the sea now/ Penang khia are y’all still down?/&lt;br /&gt;And everybody across the nation/ you can make it just be patient/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Verse 3)&lt;br /&gt;Now flash forward to the present/ mah’ life at this point/&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows mah’ real name/ they all call me Point/&lt;br /&gt;I’m an industry veteran/ 10 years in the game/ 3 LPs/ now that’s evidence/&lt;br /&gt;I seen it all/ the ladies, the groupies, the fancy parties, award ceremonies, glory and all that money (money)/ But I learned the hard way that fame came with a price/&lt;br /&gt;For Point Blanc to be more famous than Ipoh chicken rice/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Outro singing)&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh, Ipoh, if y’all afraid go call the popo/&lt;br /&gt;It’s your boy Point lettin’ you know/ the hottest chink hollerin’ from Ipoh/&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat 1x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Outro adlib)&lt;br /&gt;Voyeur Records! It ain’t where you’re from/ its where you at/&lt;br /&gt;So be proud of where you’re from baby, cos’ I am/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-1839084592488407187?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/1839084592488407187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=1839084592488407187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/1839084592488407187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/1839084592488407187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2007/05/ipoh-mali.html' title='IPOH Mali'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-7162581584680660161</id><published>2007-05-07T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:41:05.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back after 2 donkey years</title><content type='html'>ok finally i am sitting still and start my blog... AGAIN???? ya i know i am bored... but hope my i might be consistent this time. ok its time to bring my client out for dinner... update more soon... trust me... gonna ba very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-7162581584680660161?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/7162581584680660161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=7162581584680660161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/7162581584680660161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/7162581584680660161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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think is due to flying too much... hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got an sms from my fren in china and said that it is snowing there... hahaha never in my life i saw snow before.. this will be my first time... exited... full of exitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok... here wishing all a wonderful new year and hope all in good health..... to my baby... me luv u the most and thinking of u every single moment i left u just now....  muaaaackssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS A NEW YEAR AND FILL IT WITH LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-110468131646272872?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/110468131646272872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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week</title><content type='html'>been here for the third week and am still stuck here... snow is filling up and i am all ready for hibernation. cos am a summer mamal cannot work in winter and i know i will freeze to death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;china been great, have been travelling to few parts this time... been to Wushi, nanjing, Suzhou, shanghai yup al close by and i am all exited after visit to these places.... been a good experience cos i got to travel not onli in busses but also in trains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;china china, people of china... i respect all chinese ppl here... there civilization is like 10 year behind us... well was in suzhou and wanted to go visit a fren here and because myfren is just staying down the road from where i was she ask me to take a bus and will reach her place in no time. with me was 2 malaysians and another china guy. was waiting at the bus stop and i know china have loads and loads of ppl. so as an observator i just look at how ppl behave in china. well a bus came, and another bus was behind the first and the ppl rush to the second bus, third bus and forth bus came all queueing like a 100 meter away and ppl from the bus stop run to the bus at the back..... no words to express.... and i turn to my china fren and said china ppl..... well after i turn my head i saw my bus coming queueing behind all the busses and for me is like i wont wanna go all the way back just to get on that bus... was expecting the ppl running there as well and i mean alot.... my malaysian fren beside me say u better run to the bus now or u will never get the bus... i was so hesitate to walk 100meters just to get on a bus which will come to me... in a second..... ha ha before i could shout back and say u all go ahead another fren shouted back.... "HEY YOU ARE IN CHINA SO ACT LIKE ONE LAH" laughing in background..... reluctantly i drang my legs there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well was in KFC two days ago... ya its saturday so sure got loads of ppl in town... was queueing at the counter to order my food. well its china.. ppl dun queue they rush to the counter... i was like... loking at them in different way and they dun even get a damn of want i meant. well the line was not long and its like need to wait for another 2 person and its my turn.... this old man with his kids rush to the counter and order their food... the Waiter was so nice and told the man off and said that he didnt line up and ask him to line up... well all of us like staring at him and ask him to take his queue and he still insisted that he queued up and its his turn well in the end the waiter didnt even bother to take any order from him untill he queue up.... hahaha serve him right.... padam muka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;china china... was my first time in a train and my colleague bought a ticket for me to go to wushi and u know what its a double decker train... my first time and it looks cool.... china train.... went to shanghai in a bus from wushi and it cost rm 25. expensive for onli 2 hours ride.... buses fare here is crazy... was down in shanghai for few days for business and was travelling around alone and know no one there.... check in to my hotel and walk around the big big big big big big big big city and was freezing cold.... few days passes and went to get a train ticket to go back to Suzhou, yup back there cos there is where my nest is and my apartment is. went to the ticketing window and ask for a ticket to suzhou. and the girl at the counter say onli have 5 pm train and i say i take it.... cost onli rm 10. train tickets here are very cheap and i have good seats with wide spacious seats. was my best train ride....... china china china train again..... went to shanghai again and this time was a rush... jus a day trip... went in the morning and rush back in the evening... didnt wanted to buy my ticket cos i dunno when i will be heading back to suzhou.... day ended at 9pm/..... rush to the train station to get a train tic... and i went to the widow and say the earliest train to suzhou and she say 1130pm. i say what???? ya 1130 take it or leave it.... and it is a no seat train..... i have to get back to suzhou... i dun like shanghai......... and i took it..... and onli RMB7 ya RM tiga ringit sahaja for a 2 hours ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wanna know how does a no seat train look like???? really loads of ppl.... and loads of ppl standing as well.... and every one is smoking.... ya two hours in that condition and i feel like dying there...... finally am back..... back to my sweet apartment and off for party cos was friday nite...... ya it was 130 when i reach suzhou but that when the party started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is monday and my 4th monday here.... heading home tomolo..... PTL... cant wait to go back home..... told u guys before,.... i miss my car............ ok gtg.... will be more hardworking back there cos is so cold here till my fingers are freezing......... luv u all..... cheerss.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-110232047091834282?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/110232047091834282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=110232047091834282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/110232047091834282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/110232047091834282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/12/third-week.html' title='third week'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-110118156965161699</id><published>2004-11-23T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T11:46:09.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a week in china already</title><content type='html'>been here a week but been draining me off... work whole day and stay up till nite onli go back.... hope i will get all things done... cheers ppl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-110083367631675760</id><published>2004-11-05T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T16:52:21.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>niagara falls</title><content type='html'>ok this is the best part of the whole trip... i mean for fun... but for work been a great experience since day one... well if u guys wonder how come i am in canada when my meetings r in seattle... well i had a meeting here as well on friday so came by and have a longer stay here.... well called for a normal tour to the falls but when the pick up came it was a MPV... my eyes like... wow this will be great cos we are paying a big group trip to the falls and now is like a private tour there... hahahaha.... well we went straight for the falls and it took us like 1 hour to reach there. the guide talk to me thru the whole journey cos my two colleague was sound asleep back there... when we arrived there its was an amaze to me cos i never knew the place is so well developed... it is like a small town with all the entertainment. its like a mini universal studio. and for "kaki judi" there are two big casino there... but didnt have the chance visit any of them... sad :( really hard to express my feeling toward this wonderful place cos it is out of my comprehension. and i had a wonderful time here........ the tour didnt end here... we went to a near by village in niagara and its a small countryside town but pack with tourist. nothing much in the small town but there are horse rides, beautiful houses, english buildings and pretty faces....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we went to near by vinery. yup got to taste wines... for free..... yummy yummy yummy.... i was trying few types of wine... red white and so on.... here they have a famous wine called Icewine or some ppl called them dessert wines. well its very famous in this area. and its very very expensive... hehehe i took it last cos it will spoild my other wines and its a beauty... its so smooth, sweet, and fruity.... u can eventually float in the air....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well while enjoying my icewine the making of the wine is only able to produce it once in a year... and it have to be winter. they harvest their grapes in winter and have to be night time.. yup there is when the grapes are frozen. these wines are concentrated and one grape only can produce a drop of ice wine. that is why its expensive and taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum bought some back home to let my girl and i enjoy together on her birthday... kekekeke... and another bottle to be enjoyed with my other wine lover frens... cant buy much cos i have no more $$$ d... kekekekeke..... thats my trip in niagara....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-110076579959150729</id><published>2004-11-02T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T11:06:41.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in redmond</title><content type='html'>woke up eaarly. wanna take shower but it was like ice in the tub, standing there for like 10 minutes frozen cos cannot move,,,.. hahaha actually dun dare to turn the tap.... but finally just fullblast on the heater and let the water run first.... was refreshing after the shower....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ready and went to nearby pancake house to have br8fast. breakfast was nice and hot tea was the savior of the day. my pick up was at 8.30 so went back to the hotel and waited by the fire place. nice nice... anything that is hot is nice at that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me like hot... how hot also i dun mind but cold..... eeee..... dunno how to get rip of it. well the pick up was on time and drove us to the company in another smaller town named Duvall. very nice small town. everything there is so quiet and calm... a good place to settle down and have family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meeting was there and saw how they work and their depth of their knowledge. wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well was here for three full days and they are a good host and they fed us well... everyday good lunch and good dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well left redmond on thursday morning and head to toronto... yup canada... more to come...... keep on tune... kekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-110076579959150729?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-110066442579398126</id><published>2004-11-01T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T11:14:11.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying to US</title><content type='html'>its business trip here so have to keep low profile.... cant tell u all everything or i need to do massive manslaughtering. hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well dun worry i will update u where i went for the whole trip. my journey there was long... from Seoul took bout 13 hours to LA. haha... ya i know LA is a great place.... Las Vegas is there but too bad aint have any chance to visit there cos my connecting flight is to Seattle.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seattle a beautiful place... and when we landed the shuttle van took us to a small town called Redmond... hmmm, some of u may know this small town, yupp its the HQ of Microsoft.... and the ppl said that if there is no MS there is no Redmond.... hmm.... wonder wonder.... lets put it this way, if there is no iHs there is no Puchong.... kekekekekekeke... ok ok... stop the craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well MS was not my next stop. the van took us to a clozy hotel named Redmond Inn.... its a beautiful hotel. was bout 5pm when arrive at the inn. yup its still sunday.... hahaha had a 24hours flight and bout 10 hours transit and it is still sunday.... ha ha.... too bad jet lag and not worth to gain a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt manage to scout around at nite cos was freezing cold. was like 5degC and plus wind plus rain... its freezing.... just need to hibernate and there i go to my bed and ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-110066442579398126?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/110066442579398126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=110066442579398126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/110066442579398126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/110066442579398126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/11/flying-to-us.html' title='flying to US'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109917923315079803</id><published>2004-10-31T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T07:39:34.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transiting in seoul international airport</title><content type='html'>hi hi peeps, what a long flight from malaysia to korea, it took like 6 hours to reach here... moreover it is an airbus. there are no individual screen so have to bear with the radio station... but u know what in korean air 9 out of 10 channels are korean radio channel. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl one more thing before the ppl behind the queue nag me.... korean air girls are not pretty at all.... will go on my laptop and see if there is any wireless network where i tap on and go online and update my blog since i have bout 10 hours here.... kekekekekekeke.... ok ok ok... ppl behind me going to be frus soon.... cheers ppl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109917923315079803?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109917923315079803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109917923315079803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109917923315079803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109917923315079803'/><link 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them cos it wasnt a fair game, manu's players were so extremely dirty in the first half no doubt arse's were too but manu over did it... moreover the referee was either blind last nite or obviously bias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first half was struggle for both... trying their best to get the ball near the goal and score... few opportunities for both but just can finish with a bang..... all was exhausted after the tiring match.... went to their locker room to get a boost from their manager and coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second half started and wasnt good in the beginning till like WHAT!!! a controversial decision by the referee and manu got their penalty kick. it was like last seasons match..... the arena was quiet.... van nistelrooy walk to the twelve yard to payback his miss from the same spot, same arena, same goal keeper, same rival. whistel heard, took his breath and off a smooth touch to be save (hahahaha) last yr he kick it too hard and got the pole. and he got the victorious goal at minute 73.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later a perfect combination pass by smith to rooney to deliver his birthday gift into the back of the net. rooney secured manu at the minute 90. cheers to rooney for the excellent finisher. happy bitrthday to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times out. full time manu 2 - arse nil. i felt lousy at first cos was so wasted after 50th minus 1 match unbeaten but i realized that i rather they fall to a titan than a underdogs, and the fall will be greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, bravo to Man U!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home feeling great and will sleep real well now.... nites ppl..... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109864162547723464?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109860817373345097</id><published>2004-10-24T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T16:56:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>engine 33</title><content type='html'>another hero movie, a typical story of a firefighter, drama yet abit of action here and there.... well dun have to say bout the movie much u guys out there will start to imagine it like other rescue movie look a like. most of the scenes are predictable (ya oh i told u all its a typical one oh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the thing that is worth to watch bout this movie is the cast (sorry girls if u all are looking for a brat pitts.... sorry no in here and no where near him at all) not bout their looks but more of how pheonix, joaquin (i tut was a gurls name but my fren says its a guys name.)put himself in the shoe of a firefighter. i think he is the right man for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnny boy is old d... all he can do is sits around the engine and telling what to do and what not to do. if u know him, and havent watch the movie. u all will know what character suits him in the movie.... Yes u r right - the baby sitter of engine 33. he is good at this type of character, no doubt. recently dun see him in action much but the good old days in face off (a show i watch more than 10 times and still urge to watch it). emm.... if u r old enuf u all will know him as a comedian and even older a singer and dancer..... hehehehehe... i think i am old d....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacinda barrett, one of my fren who watch with me said that she is a girl he would do anything for her, even go to the moon to plug a flower(if moon have one)  for her he will do it. for me..... hmmm she is hot but not a woman i will die for. nice and sweet from the first look but later not so lah.... she started as a young and decent gurl to a mother of 2 kids... well can she act? better than kirsten dunst from my own oppinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109860817373345097?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109860817373345097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109860817373345097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109860817373345097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109860817373345097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/10/engine-33.html' title='engine 33'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109845253032260972</id><published>2004-10-22T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T21:42:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raining in malacca</title><content type='html'>to all.... especially those who read my blog... i was so touch that ppl even call me and tell me that i am back... hahahaha, back as in updating myself in my blog. really touch... even msn ppl like saying finally no more autumn huh.... touch... thanks for jus doping by. luv u guys.... muaaaackssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in malacca, in sam's house, his mum cooks wonderful food... aint recovered yet but what the hack.... wallop onli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y in mlk? well had a company sales and product briefing in my malacca branch today and tomolo. interesting to look at ppls reaction when talk about selling their own company's products. ppls mind sets... when they know the insights of the company they always look at the cons of the product but never focus on the strength that we have.... hai disappointed but happy cos i c how i grew these few years in the company and without ppl in here i wouldnt be writing here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to all that impacted my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok i think i should stop now.... need my rest cos aint feeling good at all.... u all have a great weekend ya.... cheers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109845253032260972?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109845253032260972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109845253032260972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109845253032260972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109845253032260972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/10/raining-in-malacca.html' title='raining in malacca'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109828379001865655</id><published>2004-10-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:49:50.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in china no more</title><content type='html'>hi hi ppl... been mia for some time and planning to get my arse back in here and move my fingers... first of all been a long while since me myself visited my own page... must be the lazy virus spreading around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things been going on here and there, hope to catch up everything in here. today aint a good day for me. woke up at 2.30am, ya was raining and my spotty woke me up... she was so scared and scratching the door and i gotta wake up and teman her... got my lazy butt up and went down to sleep on the couch so she wont wake up the others. yup she is ok after that but for me, am so awake and cant go back to sleep. but finally still manage to sleep well... woke up again at 5 and this time my head was burning and my body is freezing.... knew i caught a cold and going to fall sick if i dun take care.... went to the kitchen and grab a Hor Yan Hor tea bag and drink it down warm and force myself back to bed and get the sweat out... hopefully by morning i will get well and get back to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30am&lt;br /&gt;alarm rang, woke up and head still burning. go brush up and drank some water and ot back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.00am&lt;br /&gt;second alarm rang, woke up woste than before.... knock down right away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.20am&lt;br /&gt;late late late, force myself up and get to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.35am&lt;br /&gt;in office, like zombie... can even manage my stuff and work. went br8fast took some food, day getting worse to worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00pm&lt;br /&gt;cant even answer my client question when he called... knew my body aint functioning anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.00pm&lt;br /&gt;went out off office to look for a doctor near by and took mc for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm&lt;br /&gt;back home sleep like a baby till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;sis woke me up and cooked porridge for me... how sweet.... but others are feasting... sis bought some food from the ramadan bazaar and they are feasting and me with my plain porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.00pm&lt;br /&gt;not getting better, but even worst.... took med and back to dreamland but eyes wide open till now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;status??? still bad... cant sleep and even cant move alot.... felt so hungry now but dunno what to eat... saw some left over food but i know i cant eat them... hai..... ok lah i will get back to bed and hopefully tomolo will be a brighter day for me...... cheers ppl.... sleep well and drink loads of water k.... end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109828379001865655?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109828379001865655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109828379001865655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109828379001865655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109828379001865655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/10/autumn-in-china-no-more.html' title='autumn in china no more'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109445250949782955</id><published>2004-09-06T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T14:35:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn in China Part II</title><content type='html'>well talk about starting to like china but there sure have downside of every thing. drivers are on the left side, how to shift gear with my right hand??? am so used to left hand shift gear and ramp my accelerator and have my perfect shift with my 86???? traffic lights. on a four lane cross junction traffic lights. when green light on my side, the other side also green, well it is common but the weird thing is that my side allowed to turn left (remember china is driving on the right lane) and same goes to the cars coming from opposite direction. turning left is 24hours even its red light..... word of advice : DO NOT SPEED even it is green light, cos cars come from ALL directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well spent a weekend here and was friday nite went out partying in China. well will sure compare but let me go to details. two of my colleagues are going back malaysia on sat so boss say lets go out and party... i cant believe my big boss went clubbing with us... oh no... i dun even dare to do anything and felt so wierd to party with boss... well one of my customer was there with us and took us to somewhere ok lah... i didnt wanna go but wanna compare with malaysia... well was not a bad place crowded with over 300 ppl in a small warehouse. and there are two floors so i went up to the first floor to have a better view.... sat there and talk to few girls there... my madrin aint so good so they have a good laugh at me... any how this are just normal... untill i saw two girls fighting, yup live cat show... and the chain went on.... there was like 8-10 girls fighting on the dance floor.... whoosh... ofcos on the first floor i saw the whole thing... pretty good view. but just in a less than 5 mins the bouncers took all of them out... shows over and all of them get back to party/.... i think is normal there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my customer is really good in girls which he manage to get few girls to dance and drink with my colleagues and boss. well me still sitting away from them cos i dun wanna have a crazy one jus sit there by myself and chill out. well if u wanna compare???? malaysia is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly all of them are so well behave and went back before 2am.... hmm.... think all of them have a reputation to keep. ask me i enjoy my time there???? not at all... is the ppl lah.... i prefer my companions in KL... miss u all back there and i will be back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY NITE FEVER...... to be continue...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109445250949782955?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109445250949782955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109445250949782955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109445250949782955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109445250949782955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/09/autumn-in-china-part-ii.html' title='Autumn in China Part II'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109420452385344323</id><published>2004-09-03T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T17:42:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn in China part I</title><content type='html'>greeeeeeeetings from China..... well guys, china is a great place to explore and you all should look at the infrastructure, well if u think coming here is jus for the mother nature. Well, make my words u guys are wrong. place here is great... the buildings, the streets, the trees, the people, THE FOOD, free broadband every where. am here for work s not much time going around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been here for almost a week and am enjoying the weather.... its september and in a month time will be autumn. every morning i woke up there is something different on the same street i walk by everyday, the colors of the leaves of every three started to turn orange. wow first time in my life in a four season country... like it here alot but i dun think i like the summer here... my colleague said that is was so hot that u dun even wanna go anywhere, it was like 40 deg cel!!!!! realli siau one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a fun time here cos pressure from customer is great, need to play with ur tougue and dip it in the oil..... hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok ... more to come..... update next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109420452385344323?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109420452385344323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109420452385344323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109420452385344323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109420452385344323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/09/autumn-in-china-part-i.html' title='Autumn in China part I'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109420370969655346</id><published>2004-09-03T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T17:28:29.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no updates in here....</title><content type='html'>sorry guy for no updates, will try to make my time in here for sure.... BTW am in China now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109420370969655346?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109420370969655346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109420370969655346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109420370969655346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109420370969655346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/09/no-updates-in-here.html' title='no updates in here....'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109281420870181971</id><published>2004-08-18T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T15:30:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moment of silence part II</title><content type='html'>Just got back from swan, met with loads of frens back there, nowhere like home. Place is small, traffic is light, a place where I wanna be but not this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back on Monday nite after work. I didn’t wanna drive so Michael (swan mate) drove back, with two more swan mates. We were just chatting in the car and catching up. The journey was long cos mic wanna have a safe drive home. I was restless in the car cos am not use to sit in a long journey without touching the wheels.... me bugging so hard for mic to let me drive but he jus dun wanna me to drive cos he knows I will speed... hahaha... jus sit back and toss around lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at my home town, always was a happy moment when saw the two stretch of shop lots in Kg Koh but this time everyone was so quiet in the car. The place is so small even i couldn’t catch my breath, the junction to the house is just ahead. Took the turn and saw cars, cars, cars parking along the road. Our car move even slower and atmosphere was really dull in the car. Just hope that it is not happening, got a parking and walk towards the house. Saw other frens there and greeted all of them. Saw the casket, and we walk towards it. Heart was rolling fast n hard, approached the coffin and look down. saw his face, almost couldn’t recognize him cos it was badly distorted. My heart jus cried out.... ARGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! My tear jus couldn’t flow out at all... speechless and null for a moment... my frens push me away cos they were behind me and wanted to see him for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint a moment everyone was looking forward to see. Ai ling just broke down in tears....  I was blur thru out the whole nite and went back to my aunt’s blur. Totally blur........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the funeral, there were so many ppl... more than the nite before. more frens were there. If u ask me hows the funeral, well ok lah.. like other funerals lo... how to say the funeral was good if it isn’t a good thing to attend at all. Paid my last respect and one thing flashed my mind, and deep within me I know he is smiling up there with the Father above. It was just a relieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time to cherish every moment u can spend time with the one u love. A simple smile and a simple care for ur fren before u cant even do it. Luv u all out there. Cheers.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109281420870181971?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109281420870181971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109281420870181971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109281420870181971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109281420870181971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/moment-of-silence-part-ii.html' title='moment of silence part II'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109262817987370425</id><published>2004-08-16T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T11:55:07.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moment of silence part I</title><content type='html'>have not been updating my site for a while. dunno where to start but something happened yesterday morning. i got a sms from my fren, a home town sitiawan fren. the message went “got a shocking news this morning, Bik Hun was involved in a bus accident jus now, he didn’t make it”. my heart broke, was with my gf and she ask me dozens of times what was going on but I just stand there in silence for very long. no tears running down my cheeks but deep within I was crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bik Hun, a kind hearted, polite, unselfish, humble, loving, nice, good looking, I can go on forever but the most of all, his faithful devoted passion for Christ. he is one of my oldest frens in my life. Meet him in a small housing estate Taman Hijau, Sitiawan when I was 7 years old. Went to the same school ACS, play guli every single evening, cycle together, friendship was going well when my dad decided to migrate to Sabah so my whole family went there.... completely no contact with him for years till one chinese new year after my secondary years, I went back to sitiawan to catch up with frens. cos I remember where he stayed so cycle to his house to c if he is still staying there. Yes he still stay in the small single storey link house. ask for him and his mom said that he is out for basketball at Wesley Meth church. I cycled all the way to Wesley to meet him and I saw him. immediately I know its him, his face never change. that time they were having some ping pong competition. I remember that time he signed me in for it and played double with him. the hospitality that he gave was unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like 8 years ago and it is still fresh in my mind. cos his life impacted me, he makes me feel so at home even when I myself dun feel I belong to sitiawan any more. years goes by and our relationship went deeper. saw him last Sunday at Planet Shakers concert as well jus manage to talk awhile cos he was with his church mates. that was the last time I saw him. he is dear to my heart. I love u brother and ur passion will carry on in the peoples life that u have impacted. c u in heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my usual pool session with my sitiawan frens in club7 last nite but last nite was the biggest gathering there. lots of swan mate was there to just catch up. one was on her way there and involved in an car pile accident. a road was under construction and the roads are slippery and few cars was skidded and her car was in the middle and crash with the rest. the car was wreck but thank God she escape unwounded. i dun think I can take it if she was taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is fragile, very fragile. what am I doing now??? Am I being who am i? have I live my life to the fullness... its Monday today and trying to get myself together to do my work but deep within I am not doing good now. still recovering from the shocking news. jus couldn’t believe it but I need to accept the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funeral is tomolo and I am going back later after work. I am heading nowhere but need to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109262817987370425?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109262817987370425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109262817987370425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109262817987370425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109262817987370425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/moment-of-silence-part-i.html' title='moment of silence part I'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109204342913362289</id><published>2004-08-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T17:24:42.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend???? u have one? i found an ultimate one</title><content type='html'>story below sent by a fren... hope u all enjoy reading it. peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates t han I had and all the girls loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later an d was carryin g his stuff home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the ultimate fren of all. he took the step to the cross without any complaints even it takes so much effort and cost. why cant we just smile to someone one the raod.... mayb with jus that it will make a world of difference for that person. be encourage for there are ppl around who will encourage u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." I need u all and help me to remind myself of me being the person that will lift u up. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109204342913362289?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109204342913362289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109204342913362289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109204342913362289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109204342913362289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/friend-u-have-one-i-found-ultimate-one.html' title='friend???? u have one? i found an ultimate one'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109202972434625172</id><published>2004-08-09T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T13:35:24.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaken by Shakers</title><content type='html'>weekend was superb.... saturday was having a headache, went back home early due to the agony. mom is the greatest person on earth.... saw me in pain and boiled Hor Yan Ho tea for me.... after the drinking it, i was completely heal... hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat nite went for the Jazz Festival in Mont Kiara, cos heard that the percussion team led by Mark was good. nothing very grand but they ended it really well by not playing Jazz but a jamaican drum beats. i think am not a jazz person..... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planetshakers.com.my"&gt;Planet Shakers&lt;/a&gt; was in town. City Church KL organized the whole thing and rented CLC (my church) for their appearance. they shook the whole sanctuary..... very very good band, especially the drummer's kicking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another team from Planet Shakers will be coming in september 2004 and December for the PS seminar... visi their &lt;a href="http://www.planetshakers.com.my"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for information.... so dun miss it ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109202972434625172?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109202972434625172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109202972434625172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109202972434625172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109202972434625172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/shaken-by-shakers.html' title='Shaken by Shakers'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109184368218907444</id><published>2004-08-07T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T09:54:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 hours but not enuf</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a mad day, went down to malacca with sam to follow up on a project, didnt do much thing there but dunno y me head is giving me a bad time... wanna come back home early to rest but waiting for a meeting at 230pm. after the meeting, manage to get onto the car at 4 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tut can lay back and rest my head but before i could get to the passenger seat, sam gave me the signal to drive. so i got to the driver's seat and make myself comfortable. head is still burning but cos was excited to go home it gets better, journey started and thank God driving makes me feel good and my headache is all gone.... happily dringing all the way back and before reaching back to office to get my car. i turn down the air-con cos it is freezing my hands.... but the passengers behind the car is complaining the temp is too high so need to turn it back on again. couldnt blame them cos the weather was hot at that time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cold starts to spread from my hand to my body and all the way to my head.... it was like only 10mins driving in that torture driving brings back my headache. it was getting bad... very bad till i need to take a nap on my table when back to office before i head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nap didnt help at all but anyway better rest at home than laying on my desk. got home, took pain killer and drop dead on my bed at 7pm. eyes opened at 10pm, looking around and see if my head is still pain or not. well it was ok till i got up on my feet. the pain went up again like wanna smash my head with a hammer..... ishhh... drag myself to wash up cos i am dirty and hungry. and wish the shower can help a bit... too bad it is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to bed without anything in my tummy cos the pain is torturing me. woke up by my dad at bout 4am. he was sleeping in my room last nite. didnt even know that cos my dad arrives at 11ish from sabah. i think have enuf sleep d so get up to do some things, better than laying down on my bed. got on my feet and again the pain came back.... but what the hack, when down stairs make myself a hot drink, sit on the couch, on the tv and seach thru the movie list and took shrek 1 out and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt take the pain so went back to sleep on the couch. waken at 7am by mom and dad was awake and talking in the living room, didnt wanna open my eyes till nette hold my hand and call me up. she wanted to go back to malacca so i need to drive her down to pudu bus station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, wash up, talk a while with parents and off i go. oh yes the pain is still ringing in my head. drive to pudu and back in office now, took out my phones and have 15 missed calls and 6 sms. now headache to call all of them back and tell them what happened. my head still burning now.... off i go now till then..... do pray for me, thanks mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109184368218907444?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109184368218907444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109184368218907444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109184368218907444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109184368218907444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/12-hours-but-not-enuf.html' title='12 hours but not enuf'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109172232803410679</id><published>2004-08-05T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T00:12:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot hot day</title><content type='html'>been out of office today, was not a good day to travel in the car at this type of weather.... the sun rays are just like piercing thru my skin and all the way to my bones. moreover my car air-con aint working as usual, hot hot hot is the only thing on my mind.  what to do still need to go to customer's place in bangi to get more sales in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day ended pretty late and due to the weather i was weared out completely. thank God my gf had a training after work and i was not late to pick her up. but seems like i have to wait for her instead at her office cos the training started late and i waited till 715pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its thrusday and i have a Life Fellowship (LF) to go to. yup its a cell group. a place where i belong to and where my family will meet. it starts at 8pm and i rush all the way back home, take a shower and way i go again...... day never ends for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LF was good. really really good. the thing that came to my alertness was when mae said that there wont be any agenda for the nite, it is just a nite to spend time together and waste time with God.... hahaha... we started to share our thoughts out. everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to chew for the week (something that reminded me of). remember the old days where we strive our way thru our studies, went thru sleepless nites before exams and just feel like it is not happenning and wont wanna face it at all. but in the end we still make it thru. it is quite amazing the things that we did in the past which u think it can never be  done it by you. well u done it. even as for now, even we face problems, just wish that it will just wipe out from the face of the earth but again we still need to go thru it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is again our walk with God, sometimes seems so hard to go on and all other things are not in favor of u carrying on the journey.... dun give up, press on and it will be history. and one day u will look back and something u can be proud of. luv.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109172232803410679?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109172232803410679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109172232803410679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109172232803410679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109172232803410679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/hot-hot-day.html' title='hot hot day'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109164039865621557</id><published>2004-08-05T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T01:26:38.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta for dinner</title><content type='html'>had pasta for dinner... ehem, my dear dear cooked for me.... she was preparing the food and me sitting down doing nothing...... thats the girl i want. hahaha. how can i just let her do everything? need to sayang her also rite? help her in everyway i can. me luv u b, and i luv ur cooking. muaaaacksss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day, just got back from pool with Sam (my boss), stef, and my bro... had a good time. Sam u long time didnt play d lah.... a bit rusty but still good, jus need some practise. dunno y lah am still really really alert. think need to force myself to bed if not tomolo will be a zombie in office.... nite nite mates....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109164039865621557?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109164039865621557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109164039865621557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109164039865621557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109164039865621557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/pasta-for-dinner.html' title='Pasta for dinner'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843601.post-109158451578828953</id><published>2004-08-04T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T09:56:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the ODDs</title><content type='html'>My first ever blog site.... hahahahaaha ya i know what i ever said before to bloggers (some may know.) but after some consideration i shall try it out but again this blog will not use against what i stand and believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y i against blogging??? first it is a place where you write about what u think, what ur heart says, share information, u name it. you do this when u have no one to share it to. you are lonely. ya i am now... hahahaha... is not that but it is a place where i can share it and hope that what i gone thru in life can help readers to learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, blog violates someones privacy. is a place where rumours and gossip always take place. it is suppose to be a place where both outputs and inputs to be taken place but not only one direction. I shall not make this place as a place of gossip but a place of uplifting and encouraging to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, people..... Cheers mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7843601-109158451578828953?l=victorling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/feeds/109158451578828953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7843601&amp;postID=109158451578828953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109158451578828953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7843601/posts/default/109158451578828953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorling.blogspot.com/2004/08/against-odds_04.html' title='Against the ODDs'/><author><name>vickyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17977731170785606389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
