<?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-1209337911735345822</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:36:48.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7662879354177228024</id><published>2010-01-03T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:25:51.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the new year brings ?</title><content type='html'>well... it is the new year already... new year brings new begining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has 2009 has taught me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing I would take away from 2009 is that you need your family and your family is not only your sibilings but it would extend to your aunties, uncles and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back at 2009 I feel blessed to have extended family that I know I can count upon to pitch in time of need.  Family who are willing to go beyond their call of duty to help each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also come to realise God works in ways that we cant understand but must accept that He will always be here to led us.  Trusting in Him to give us wisdom and strength is something we must always pray for.  But having the courage to walk the path that he has shown for us is also important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wondeful year ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7662879354177228024?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7662879354177228024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7662879354177228024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7662879354177228024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7662879354177228024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-new-year-brings.html' title='What the new year brings ?'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-4383818308877292668</id><published>2009-12-14T09:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:53:10.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting for bed space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SyWZkJsIRgI/AAAAAAAABYk/LPtLYpYdH50/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SyWZkJsIRgI/AAAAAAAABYk/LPtLYpYdH50/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414902973338240514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to fight for my bed space on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I had to fight with a four legged fellow that made himself comfortable right in the middle of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SyWZ81r4O7I/AAAAAAAABYs/HZhVeQOgZwM/s1600-h/09122009973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SyWZ81r4O7I/AAAAAAAABYs/HZhVeQOgZwM/s200/09122009973.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414903397465209778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next night I had to fight with two persons to get to sleep on the bed.  OK it was one person and a dog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister say that that white matteress is my bed. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4383818308877292668?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4383818308877292668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4383818308877292668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4383818308877292668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4383818308877292668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/12/fighting-for-bed-space.html' title='Fighting for bed space'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SyWZkJsIRgI/AAAAAAAABYk/LPtLYpYdH50/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2946035277343311909</id><published>2009-11-30T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:09:28.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake Guard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SxOZwyMNzPI/AAAAAAAABYc/sAo3RKFNn7c/s1600/28112009969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SxOZwyMNzPI/AAAAAAAABYc/sAo3RKFNn7c/s200/28112009969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409836640787877106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunty came and stay with us over the weekend.  She slept in my sister room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what Jake did to guard her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2946035277343311909?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2946035277343311909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2946035277343311909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2946035277343311909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2946035277343311909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/jake-guard.html' title='Jake Guard'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SxOZwyMNzPI/AAAAAAAABYc/sAo3RKFNn7c/s72-c/28112009969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-3284212667179860244</id><published>2009-11-23T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:34:10.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Jam is all relative</title><content type='html'>I must admit I have been enjoying the good life of going to work.  It take me only 15mins to drive to work and that is on a normal day.  I dont have much traffic and it just a breeze going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they close the BU road I have been cussing because it now takes me 30 mins to go to work and I am stuck in 10 min jam getting out of my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grumbling this to some of my frens... their response was "WHAT.. 30 MINS AND YOU COMPLAIN." DO YOU KNOW IT TAKES ME AT AN HOUR TO GET TO WORK THAT IS ON A GOOD DAY AND I HAVE TO GET UP EARLY. WHAT TIME DO YOU HAVE TO LEAVE YOUR HOUSE.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok ...hehehe... i must admit i leave my house about 8 am and reach office about 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... I shall not rub it in my saying it only takes me 15 mins to go home .... on a rainy friday maybe 30 mins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3284212667179860244?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3284212667179860244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3284212667179860244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3284212667179860244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3284212667179860244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/traffic-jam-is-all-relative.html' title='Traffic Jam is all relative'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-1768504423312681561</id><published>2009-11-19T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:49:03.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does he look like he is missing someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_Qx0a2DI/AAAAAAAABX8/kbzYz2jDzyg/s1600/19112009966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_Qx0a2DI/AAAAAAAABX8/kbzYz2jDzyg/s200/19112009966.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405655747723450418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_Eq5EECI/AAAAAAAABX0/aEix8xSgQZY/s1600/19112009967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_Eq5EECI/AAAAAAAABX0/aEix8xSgQZY/s200/19112009967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405655539705450530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is having fun with his new best frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_y4pN7XI/AAAAAAAABYE/a24E3Z-Wt8M/s1600/16112009963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_y4pN7XI/AAAAAAAABYE/a24E3Z-Wt8M/s200/16112009963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405656333671066994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwTADUHIlsI/AAAAAAAABYM/SyW4_i5f4oM/s1600/16112009964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwTADUHIlsI/AAAAAAAABYM/SyW4_i5f4oM/s200/16112009964.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405656615922210498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1768504423312681561?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1768504423312681561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1768504423312681561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1768504423312681561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1768504423312681561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/does-he-look-like-he-is-missing-someone.html' title='Does he look like he is missing someone'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SwS_Qx0a2DI/AAAAAAAABX8/kbzYz2jDzyg/s72-c/19112009966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-1516237067977789620</id><published>2009-11-13T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:37:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does he look like he miss his Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0aeggtkwI/AAAAAAAABXk/s2BFy8v8jVo/s1600-h/13112009958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0aeggtkwI/AAAAAAAABXk/s2BFy8v8jVo/s200/13112009958.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403504239340000002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0aV8-3wOI/AAAAAAAABXc/Md6WQf0d2CQ/s1600-h/13112009962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0aV8-3wOI/AAAAAAAABXc/Md6WQf0d2CQ/s200/13112009962.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403504092363866338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he look like he miss his boss or will the boss miss him more when she see this pic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1516237067977789620?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1516237067977789620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1516237067977789620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1516237067977789620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1516237067977789620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/does-he-look-like-he-miss-his-boss.html' title='Does he look like he miss his Boss'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0aeggtkwI/AAAAAAAABXk/s2BFy8v8jVo/s72-c/13112009958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-6904978226939215674</id><published>2009-11-13T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:33:54.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping on the job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0Z4PUpRVI/AAAAAAAABXU/9uZcFSVjruQ/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0Z4PUpRVI/AAAAAAAABXU/9uZcFSVjruQ/s200/Image054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403503581890954578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sleeping on the job.  But cant sack him coz he share the same room as the boss and has great connection with the Boss Mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6904978226939215674?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6904978226939215674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6904978226939215674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6904978226939215674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6904978226939215674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleeping-on-job.html' title='Sleeping on the job'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sv0Z4PUpRVI/AAAAAAAABXU/9uZcFSVjruQ/s72-c/Image054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5902449131460461341</id><published>2009-11-10T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:05:41.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Gym</title><content type='html'>I am back to gym but not Fitness First but my condo gym.  I feel I need so desperate exercise so now it back to gym.  Now I change my routine a bit.  Instead of going to the gym at Curve my plan was to get up take a walk to my gym in the condo and come back and walk Jake.  My sister is away so now I have to walk Jake morining and evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... that was my plan but it didn't work that well.  When I get up in the mring to brush my teeth, I turn around and I see a 4 leggi waiting at the bathroom door for me.  Then when I change and wear shorts he will be wagging his tail and barking.  How to say "No" to the cute fellow.  So now what i have to do is walk Jake 1st then only take a walk to the condo gym. Come back and shower and go work.  So far it has work for 2 days.. see how long it will last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5902449131460461341?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5902449131460461341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5902449131460461341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5902449131460461341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5902449131460461341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-gym.html' title='Back to Gym'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-3856478495046989126</id><published>2009-11-04T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:46:31.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is better you give Roads Name or to give it numbering ?</title><content type='html'>Is better you give Roads Name or to give it numbering ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need to travel to KL city you will know that the roads are known by name.  So you will have to know roughly where they are in order to get there and look for a lot of land mark to get to the place you want.  Otherwise you will have no idea where a place is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as most people will know that PJ is whole different system altogether.  We go by numbering by Section then my road.  For example you have SS2/3, PJU3/23, 4/6 etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the idea will give you a general direction of where to look for you would expect the section and road to have some sort of sequence order RIGHT... For ppl who have to live and look for places in PJ they will tell you a very different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yday.. one of my customer ask me to come to his house to meet instead of meeting at Kelana Jaya... I said OK.  He gave me his address as SS1/29 ... Brave me didn't ask for direction at all since I know where SS1 is.. I am sure to be able to find the place.... I found SS1 No problem... I found SS1/27, SS1/28 so ok.. SS1/29 should be next road .. I was so wrong.. next road was like SS1/34 .. nevermind.. i will turn into SS1/28 and maybe SS1/29 is next to it... Wrong it came back to SS1/2 then went somemore I was at 21/23 or something.. I went round and round looking.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure looking for raod in PJ you will always find the one down road and 1 up road but never the road that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I gave up... I call him told him I was at SS1/26 how do I get to his place.  He told me I was at wrong side of the road.  I had to turn in thru SS1/18 to get to his place... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to throw this challenge to ppl in PJ where is Section 18.  People can tell you where Section 16, Section 17 and Section 19 is.. but where is 18.  No the answer is not there is no Section 18...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3856478495046989126?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3856478495046989126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3856478495046989126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3856478495046989126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3856478495046989126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-better-you-give-roads-name-or-to.html' title='Is better you give Roads Name or to give it numbering ?'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-5025538559890806693</id><published>2009-10-09T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:43:27.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot the Odd one Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9L-1nJ55I/AAAAAAAABXM/wVF347qM1qs/s1600-h/21092009939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9L-1nJ55I/AAAAAAAABXM/wVF347qM1qs/s200/21092009939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390610821901051794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9LlPLXlgI/AAAAAAAABXE/h-ZR-Dhgv4I/s1600-h/21092009940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9LlPLXlgI/AAAAAAAABXE/h-ZR-Dhgv4I/s200/21092009940.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390610382087230978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9LVWHdaLI/AAAAAAAABW8/kZUKT6izt1w/s1600-h/21092009941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9LVWHdaLI/AAAAAAAABW8/kZUKT6izt1w/s200/21092009941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390610109071976626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5025538559890806693?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5025538559890806693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5025538559890806693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5025538559890806693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5025538559890806693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/10/spot-odd-one-out.html' title='Spot the Odd one Out'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Ss9L-1nJ55I/AAAAAAAABXM/wVF347qM1qs/s72-c/21092009939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5328073494061967023</id><published>2009-10-05T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:09:07.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a long time...</title><content type='html'>How it seems like forever since I last updated my blog.  Well... my life has been boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say that I have doing something that I never thought I would do actually watch a Chinese serial.  I never thought that I would watch a Chinese serial .. but now I am watching Moonlight Resonance... hehe.. I even to the extend went and download the entire the series with Engligh subtitle.  I also cant explain why.. but I found this quite a nice series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. well there is still some Chinese blood in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5328073494061967023?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5328073494061967023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5328073494061967023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5328073494061967023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5328073494061967023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-long-time.html' title='It has been a long time...'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-4256862428170838331</id><published>2009-09-11T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:54:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake the Cone Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SqoeJqVwLFI/AAAAAAAABW0/TtSeQpIGCA8/s1600-h/06092009936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SqoeJqVwLFI/AAAAAAAABW0/TtSeQpIGCA8/s200/06092009936.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380145856180661330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sqod8YN0gBI/AAAAAAAABWs/Ydy7riD9E_Q/s1600-h/02092009934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sqod8YN0gBI/AAAAAAAABWs/Ydy7riD9E_Q/s200/02092009934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380145627977252882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake has been biting his paw and his back until it bleeds.  So now he has to wear a cone.  Lucky we can still con him into putting a cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry he can still eat and sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4256862428170838331?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4256862428170838331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4256862428170838331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4256862428170838331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4256862428170838331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/09/jake-cone-man.html' title='Jake the Cone Man'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SqoeJqVwLFI/AAAAAAAABW0/TtSeQpIGCA8/s72-c/06092009936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-4783161803065259028</id><published>2009-09-08T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:03:17.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some ppl are just too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SqXXWPl_j6I/AAAAAAAABWk/Ohfo5D1aGdE/s1600-h/30082009933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SqXXWPl_j6I/AAAAAAAABWk/Ohfo5D1aGdE/s200/30082009933.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378942107106906018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way I went to put some old books at a CHARITY Box.  Guess what I saw.  People treating it like rubbish dump.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why people must do this.  There is a perfect rubbish bin about 100 meters away.  they can just throw it there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4783161803065259028?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4783161803065259028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4783161803065259028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4783161803065259028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4783161803065259028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-ppl-are-just-too-much.html' title='Some ppl are just too much'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SqXXWPl_j6I/AAAAAAAABWk/Ohfo5D1aGdE/s72-c/30082009933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2673754378268430943</id><published>2009-08-26T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:38:39.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Down to Singapore</title><content type='html'>Travel down by bus to Singapore yesterday, it was a five hour journey.  This time I got a MP4 player so loaded it up with movie to that i can watch on the way down.  But guess what...I didn't watch at all.. reason the bus was very bumpy.. but actually that is not true.  The main reason that i didn't watch was because I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I use to envy ppl who can sleep on bus ride.  Guess what.. now a days I am one of them.. I slept for about 2 hours and then it was rest stop time.  After the rest stop I ended up watching the movie they show 27 Dresses... it was quite nice.  Next thing I know I am in Singapore already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2673754378268430943?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2673754378268430943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2673754378268430943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2673754378268430943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2673754378268430943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/08/travel-down-to-singapore.html' title='Travel Down to Singapore'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7050527901645423767</id><published>2009-08-22T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:03:22.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the difference between Public and Private Hospital ?</title><content type='html'>What is the difference between Public and Private Hospital ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  For private hospital you can call 4pm on friday and get an appointment for sat morning at 10:00, for the public you have to wait until at least a month&lt;br /&gt;2.  when you reach the hospital in private there is a person to greet you and get a wheel chair for you and push you around.  well no need to say for public&lt;br /&gt;3. when you need to take temperature or blood pressure in the private the nurse will say "uncle, follow me... and lead you to the place."  In the public they will say you go there.&lt;br /&gt;4. hehe.. but main difference is the price .. it RM 184 vs Rm 15...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that says it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7050527901645423767?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7050527901645423767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7050527901645423767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7050527901645423767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7050527901645423767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-difference-between-public-and.html' title='What the difference between Public and Private Hospital ?'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-2337637338700093194</id><published>2009-08-06T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:10:47.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can dog get H1N1</title><content type='html'>The last few days Jake was not eating.  Yeah very unusual for Jake.  At 1st we think nothing of it.  But he didn't eat for 3 days.  so yday my sister rush home to take him to the vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet say he got fever and gave him a shot.  Guess how much was the bill... RM 242.  My goodness... we took my dad to see the specialist in Pantai is was only RM 180.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky my sister pay the bill.. but you know what... after the silly dog came back from the vet... he ATE...he ate like a hungry nut that he is... hehe.. lucky coz we hide is medicine there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really just one touch from the God father... Dr Clem.. he is OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That why we told Dr Clem he should stop smoking.. Jake still needs him around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2337637338700093194?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2337637338700093194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2337637338700093194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2337637338700093194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2337637338700093194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-dog-get-h1n1.html' title='can dog get H1N1'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-76374532599961465</id><published>2009-07-30T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:36:18.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SnEG58R44lI/AAAAAAAABWc/HFVNLUX2TSA/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SnEG58R44lI/AAAAAAAABWc/HFVNLUX2TSA/s200/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364076223678440018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the start of the twins medical career is almost the same as it begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mad dash to the airport and last min packing.  I remember the day that the twins was suppose to go off to India and I arrive at the house.  I see all the bags open and still last min packing.  I remember Mumsey sitting there doing the packing. Bottel and Bottel of water and tiger biscuits.  Both Mumsey and I had to finish their packing for them. and the twins dont doing last min what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we were late and it was like a mad dash to the airport and nearly miss the flight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the twins are posted to Sabah last Sunday was the same thing.  But this time Mumsey and I are a bit smarter.  We figure that since they got their degree and can be call Dr. they have to learn to fend for themselves.  When I came Mumsey was putting on makeup and I went to copy songs from Li Sha.  and the twins was doing the mad dash themselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we told the twins we had to leave at 2. but guess what we left at 3:30 pm.  and this time we really miss the flight.  Until one of their friend mom commented to Mumsey.. you flying on your own private jet ah ?  hehe.. so shy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i must say i do worry abt the twins... have to lecture them for abt half an hour on the phone abt finding place to stay and other facts of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one of my fren commented many many years ago  "You dont have any kids of your own but you sure got a lot of children problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in I must say that it a blessing and God gift that they are in my life and I wont have it any other way.  To tell you the truth when they i saw them in their graduation and when their name was called out I was damm proud of them and had a bit of tears in my eyes.  as mumsey... tears of happiness.. coz they are finally grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-76374532599961465?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/76374532599961465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=76374532599961465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/76374532599961465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/76374532599961465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-part-2.html' title='Finally part 2'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SnEG58R44lI/AAAAAAAABWc/HFVNLUX2TSA/s72-c/IMG_0602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-690914997849465459</id><published>2009-07-27T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:59:22.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sm1QLf2DC6I/AAAAAAAABWU/FfxmlhH-A8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sm1QLf2DC6I/AAAAAAAABWU/FfxmlhH-A8Q/s200/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363030889725103010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-690914997849465459?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/690914997849465459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=690914997849465459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/690914997849465459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/690914997849465459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally.....'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sm1QLf2DC6I/AAAAAAAABWU/FfxmlhH-A8Q/s72-c/IMG_0622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-3404378258031159678</id><published>2009-07-10T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:55:18.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sla7fHdxx2I/AAAAAAAABWM/qEMvOwUuvyw/s1600-h/05072009920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sla7fHdxx2I/AAAAAAAABWM/qEMvOwUuvyw/s200/05072009920.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356674950058067810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was doing some filing at home.  Since the fan was on, she need some paper weight to keep the paper from flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she has one big fat 4 legged paper weight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3404378258031159678?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3404378258031159678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3404378258031159678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3404378258031159678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3404378258031159678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/07/helper.html' title='Helper'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sla7fHdxx2I/AAAAAAAABWM/qEMvOwUuvyw/s72-c/05072009920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-6520116866551185106</id><published>2009-06-26T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:04:58.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister send this message to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SkSA0Os51MI/AAAAAAAABV8/BCsqO-qW4wQ/s1600-h/DSC00217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SkSA0Os51MI/AAAAAAAABV8/BCsqO-qW4wQ/s200/DSC00217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351543892010980546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took jake for a ride in her car one day.  Then she send me this message.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to report a murder and attached was this photo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SkSBE0m2v9I/AAAAAAAABWE/XfjRYwsaxdA/s1600-h/DSC00219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SkSBE0m2v9I/AAAAAAAABWE/XfjRYwsaxdA/s200/DSC00219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351544177064067026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask her who did it.  She ask me to arrest this person / dog if i see him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6520116866551185106?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6520116866551185106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6520116866551185106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6520116866551185106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6520116866551185106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sister-send-this-message-to-me.html' title='My sister send this message to me'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SkSA0Os51MI/AAAAAAAABV8/BCsqO-qW4wQ/s72-c/DSC00217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7757373787297768918</id><published>2009-06-22T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:44:29.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I was sick over the weekend.  Dont think it is the H1N1.  I have no fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having a very bad sore throat for on Friday. hehe.. but I still went out till about 11 pm.  Was thinking to tough it out and not get the magic pill.  Woke up on saturday with still feeling very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom came into my room and I told her I was feeling sick.  Her words to me was "Does that mean you are not brining me to do my hair ?. Your sister working."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went downstairs and told my Dad I am sick, "He said ... but I need to go take my teeth from old town.".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to see Dr. got the magic pill and then brought them to do hair and take teeth.  My uncle big 80 birthday celebration.  My mom still ask me to go for the dinner but I told her I was feeling rather sick and better dont spread the germs around.  In the end I stay at home. but even my dog dont want to be near me.  he waited downstairs for them to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7757373787297768918?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7757373787297768918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7757373787297768918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7757373787297768918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7757373787297768918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-2527912164913565768</id><published>2009-06-16T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:11:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should Check the Meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SjbxCHSMVcI/AAAAAAAABV0/C9SRRc32SBs/s1600-h/09052009881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SjbxCHSMVcI/AAAAAAAABV0/C9SRRc32SBs/s200/09052009881.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347726626166429122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people should check the meaning of the phrase before they name the shop.  I saw this at a wedding shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever after is normally assoicated with death... would you go to a shop who is name for death for your wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2527912164913565768?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2527912164913565768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2527912164913565768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2527912164913565768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2527912164913565768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/06/should-check-meaning.html' title='Should Check the Meaning'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SjbxCHSMVcI/AAAAAAAABV0/C9SRRc32SBs/s72-c/09052009881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2704521999920850677</id><published>2009-06-15T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:18:07.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Li Sha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SjXZd5dUIlI/AAAAAAAABVs/FyFY8PMB0uk/s1600-h/14062009886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SjXZd5dUIlI/AAAAAAAABVs/FyFY8PMB0uk/s200/14062009886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347419240235541074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I can't believe that it has been 19 years since I met Li Sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to I remember most abt Li Sha being born :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mumsey calling the office at early morning saying that she is having contractions and if Benny dont come back in time I have to bring her to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;2. The office ppl asking me to call Mumsey mother-in-law to find out if the baby is born.&lt;br /&gt;3. Going to the hospital to see Mumsey and Benny. And Benny looking like he is the one who gave birth. The reason Mumsey is there ordering ppl ard. Benny why no TV. Benny go do this and do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to I remember when Li Sha was younger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Coming to visit Munsey during the 2 month confinement and Mumsey just dumping Li Sha on my lap&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeling a wet patch on my skirt because li sha marked her territory.&lt;br /&gt;3. Li Sha 1st Birthday refusing to let anyone else but me carry her. When ppl ask to carry her she cry and Mumsey was too busy to carry her. So I ended up carrying her thru the whole party.&lt;br /&gt;4. Li Sha not talking too much .. but enjoying the McD French Fries and Li mae talking too much and not eating anything.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will always remember sitting at McD in Subang Parade and Mumsey yelling Li Sha stop eating ... Li Mae eat some more.&lt;br /&gt;6. Any of course all the kids sitting on the staircase blocking my passage out of the house and hiding the keys so that I cant go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. life get so fast and before you know it is 19 years ago already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my Dear Li Sha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2704521999920850677?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2704521999920850677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2704521999920850677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2704521999920850677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2704521999920850677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-dear-li-sha.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Li Sha'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SjXZd5dUIlI/AAAAAAAABVs/FyFY8PMB0uk/s72-c/14062009886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-3332103525647806440</id><published>2009-05-01T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:08:01.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>You know last time I complain that I am travelling too much.  Now i feel restless of it.  Since there is no trip for me plan soon, i am looking forward to a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so funny.. when you have something you dont want it.. when you lose it you want it,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3332103525647806440?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3332103525647806440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3332103525647806440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3332103525647806440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3332103525647806440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/05/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-8578005083041155506</id><published>2009-04-19T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:31:06.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dog is a Coward</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went out for dinner. As we were coming we see the garbage truck near our house. Since Jake was outside we want to see how he will act since we not home. Normally when they come he will be barking and jumping at them coz always got someone in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the man came and collect the garbage from our house we listen and there was silence. The coward Jake didn't even bark. As the truck went away we went near, we saw Jake come from behind the house, and when he saw us he start to bark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nut... he was actually hiding...when he saw us he pretend like he is the great hero and bark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8578005083041155506?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8578005083041155506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8578005083041155506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8578005083041155506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8578005083041155506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-dog-is-coward.html' title='My Dog is a Coward'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7594705657057206199</id><published>2009-04-15T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:46:57.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow it has been so long</title><content type='html'>well.. it has been so long since I blog.  Been quite busy.  It is like non stop for me.  I really feel like I got no time to breath yet.  I hope this will end soon. At least give me a chance to rest a bit and of course blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7594705657057206199?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7594705657057206199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7594705657057206199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7594705657057206199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7594705657057206199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-it-has-been-so-long.html' title='wow it has been so long'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-6234859332228225072</id><published>2009-04-05T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:46:29.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Back</title><content type='html'>I am back in Malaysia.  It has been a hectic 1st Quarter of the year for me.  I did a rough calculation and for the 3 months, I think I was in Malaysia for only about 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I would be able to remain in KL for most of April but I think I will still have to make a short trip to Singapore.  I think this trip will be at most a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to catch up with my frens in Apri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6234859332228225072?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6234859332228225072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6234859332228225072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6234859332228225072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6234859332228225072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-back.html' title='Am Back'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-4496556999938327746</id><published>2009-03-25T22:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:25:53.600+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting....</title><content type='html'>Flight delay.... for 3 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now waiting at KLIA... going to be a long night... flight only leave at 11 pm... by the time I reach PNG will be 8:30 am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4496556999938327746?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4496556999938327746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4496556999938327746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4496556999938327746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4496556999938327746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting....'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-4824753987439328982</id><published>2009-03-23T10:23:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:42:44.061+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The market place where is I was stare at</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScboPMrA4jI/AAAAAAAABVc/_OupMbpDJIk/s1600-h/IMG_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScboPMrA4jI/AAAAAAAABVc/_OupMbpDJIk/s200/IMG_0472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316191757954769458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScbnceJ9TzI/AAAAAAAABVM/6WOCuqgyXRM/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScbnceJ9TzI/AAAAAAAABVM/6WOCuqgyXRM/s200/IMG_0470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316190886474633010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScbnAP7EbcI/AAAAAAAABVE/i3DcyzVXBws/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScbnAP7EbcI/AAAAAAAABVE/i3DcyzVXBws/s200/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316190401617751490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this market place in PNG where I was stare at because I was the only white person there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell very nice craft items here.  I didn't buy coz I thught I will have alot of chance since this was my 1st weekend but in the end this was the only place I managed to buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScbnzjZVQZI/AAAAAAAABVU/h_W3_T5A-Rw/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScbnzjZVQZI/AAAAAAAABVU/h_W3_T5A-Rw/s200/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316191283018285458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very scary man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4824753987439328982?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4824753987439328982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4824753987439328982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4824753987439328982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4824753987439328982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/market-place-where-is-i-was-stare-at.html' title='The market place where is I was stare at'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/ScboPMrA4jI/AAAAAAAABVc/_OupMbpDJIk/s72-c/IMG_0472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-863243857509059080</id><published>2009-03-17T22:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:15:49.341+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think ?</title><content type='html'>People ask me how is PNG is it dangerous ????  Well to tell you the truth. The people in PNG tell me not to wander outside.  Can't go any where on your own etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every where that we went had guard.  But nothing happen to us at all.  But the places you go had barb wire and guards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-hvgVL7GI/AAAAAAAABU0/DXQyko8yc1s/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-hvgVL7GI/AAAAAAAABU0/DXQyko8yc1s/s200/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314143922825194594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the back on the place I stay it had barb wire surrounding the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-iSqZYpkI/AAAAAAAABU8/gxBPkB_Vq6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-iSqZYpkI/AAAAAAAABU8/gxBPkB_Vq6Q/s200/IMG_0515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314144526822581826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the entrance.  They have a gate and it is guarded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-863243857509059080?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/863243857509059080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=863243857509059080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/863243857509059080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/863243857509059080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think ?'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-hvgVL7GI/AAAAAAAABU0/DXQyko8yc1s/s72-c/IMG_0510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-1177244207595282025</id><published>2009-03-17T22:01:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:09:08.924+09:00</updated><title type='text'>This is where i stayed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-fmG1BGeI/AAAAAAAABUU/sKbCeqTCml0/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-fmG1BGeI/AAAAAAAABUU/sKbCeqTCml0/s200/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314141562337303010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-f-LmHFfI/AAAAAAAABUc/-kLKOoHwngk/s1600-h/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-f-LmHFfI/AAAAAAAABUc/-kLKOoHwngk/s200/IMG_0503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314141975933818354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-gaGGI40I/AAAAAAAABUk/v3cqfzAAfog/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-gaGGI40I/AAAAAAAABUk/v3cqfzAAfog/s200/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314142455493878594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinning room and the opening to my room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-g1mwFyeI/AAAAAAAABUs/yj9udhQdFMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-g1mwFyeI/AAAAAAAABUs/yj9udhQdFMQ/s200/IMG_0509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314142928116238818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clothes hanging on the line.  Had to do manual machine wash...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1177244207595282025?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1177244207595282025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1177244207595282025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1177244207595282025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1177244207595282025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-where-i-stayed.html' title='This is where i stayed'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-fmG1BGeI/AAAAAAAABUU/sKbCeqTCml0/s72-c/IMG_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-1831566398841759564</id><published>2009-03-17T21:47:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:00:36.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>As promise photos of PNG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-cx7phZVI/AAAAAAAABTk/azzxyPuVehw/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-cx7phZVI/AAAAAAAABTk/azzxyPuVehw/s200/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314138466959844690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-cfuPciWI/AAAAAAAABTc/xrzzSUMZLPU/s1600-h/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-cfuPciWI/AAAAAAAABTc/xrzzSUMZLPU/s200/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314138154123168098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the scenery in PNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-dOiszQ7I/AAAAAAAABTs/c8YN8VXpVj4/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-dOiszQ7I/AAAAAAAABTs/c8YN8VXpVj4/s200/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314138958478918578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-diNgR0ZI/AAAAAAAABT0/O5iCsVfkNzk/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-diNgR0ZI/AAAAAAAABT0/O5iCsVfkNzk/s200/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314139296386634130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-d16NDQKI/AAAAAAAABT8/lkJpH8VuWUU/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-d16NDQKI/AAAAAAAABT8/lkJpH8VuWUU/s200/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314139634803097762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I went hiking in someone farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-eb5Fs1DI/AAAAAAAABUE/wCnrqZ1dq6k/s1600-h/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-eb5Fs1DI/AAAAAAAABUE/wCnrqZ1dq6k/s200/IMG_0480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314140287338861618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-exIEdAUI/AAAAAAAABUM/JslqvldCEBM/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-exIEdAUI/AAAAAAAABUM/JslqvldCEBM/s200/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314140652137414978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Port Moresby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1831566398841759564?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1831566398841759564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1831566398841759564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1831566398841759564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1831566398841759564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-promise-photos-of-png.html' title='As promise photos of PNG'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/Sb-cx7phZVI/AAAAAAAABTk/azzxyPuVehw/s72-c/IMG_0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-1122121472124691447</id><published>2009-03-07T10:55:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:10:29.721+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHVZ_sRDlI/AAAAAAAABS0/XmqxrK4LwIo/s1600-h/IMG_9764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHVZ_sRDlI/AAAAAAAABS0/XmqxrK4LwIo/s200/IMG_9764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310260078217072210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest addition to the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHV7Pig-oI/AAAAAAAABS8/am4QRNoqaSA/s1600-h/IMG_9763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHV7Pig-oI/AAAAAAAABS8/am4QRNoqaSA/s200/IMG_9763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310260649406823042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh No do I see two rings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHWHRrWttI/AAAAAAAABTE/hr-YKiNoGZo/s1600-h/IMG_9750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHWHRrWttI/AAAAAAAABTE/hr-YKiNoGZo/s200/IMG_9750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310260856139200210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an aunty holding the hand on her niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHWYTfP1wI/AAAAAAAABTM/GL5yKfC3QTg/s1600-h/IMG_9745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHWYTfP1wI/AAAAAAAABTM/GL5yKfC3QTg/s200/IMG_9745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310261148683065090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom telling her stories.  Don't know which story she is telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHW-bg8YdI/AAAAAAAABTU/T0sFxqK32Hk/s1600-h/IMG_9737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHW-bg8YdI/AAAAAAAABTU/T0sFxqK32Hk/s200/IMG_9737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310261803672691154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud parents&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1122121472124691447?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1122121472124691447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1122121472124691447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1122121472124691447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1122121472124691447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/latest-addition.html' title='Latest Addition'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SbHVZ_sRDlI/AAAAAAAABS0/XmqxrK4LwIo/s72-c/IMG_9764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5768198824516644435</id><published>2009-03-03T18:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:17:24.938+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I am Back</title><content type='html'>I am back.  i did take photos of PNG but I didn't have time or energy to post it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy anything because there is nothing to buy.  There is no key chain, fridge magnet etc to buy.  Nothing.. not even at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going to Singapore this thursday and should be there until Mar 13 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will find sometime over the weekend or when I am in Singapore to post up the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5768198824516644435?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5768198824516644435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5768198824516644435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5768198824516644435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5768198824516644435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-i-am-back.html' title='Yes I am Back'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-714398414446775971</id><published>2009-02-18T10:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:53:55.422+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartattack</title><content type='html'>Last night i nearly had heart attack. My 012 phone rang at about 10:00 pm PNG time.. as you know my N73 can set ringtone and it will actually say the name of the caller. The ring tone was one of the people who live with me and then the deeper western voice said "Jean Wong". I must admit my heart missed a beat coz Dad is still in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When answer the call my sister was on the line.. she sounded OK. Then she passed the call to my Dad. He wanted to find out how i was i told him I was find but nearly had a heart attack just now. hehehe. he laugh. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway he sounded fine and they are still checking him.  he is off the drips and everything, he sounded happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time sms 1st to say you calling... my sister say I am scardy cat.. well maybe but then you must admit when you are many miles away and flight not that easy to get by and your Dad in hospital. When you get phone call from home (which they seldom call me), it drive a fear to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. my heart attack could also be caused by the fact that we went to Holiday Inn for dinner and it was Buffet and they have roast port and roast beef. My fav and I stuffed myself. all my 3 days exercise went down the tubes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-714398414446775971?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/714398414446775971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=714398414446775971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/714398414446775971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/714398414446775971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartattack.html' title='Heartattack'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-3344624192873951491</id><published>2009-02-15T17:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:12:06.015+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sweating from exercise</title><content type='html'>Have decided that too much good food and after chatting to NY decided to put in some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a jog / walk around the compound and now I am sitting down sweating from exercise.  It has been a long long time since I have done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it does not feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3344624192873951491?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3344624192873951491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3344624192873951491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3344624192873951491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3344624192873951491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-sweating-from-exercise.html' title='I am sweating from exercise'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-6309565131527989847</id><published>2009-02-08T14:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:24:19.031+09:00</updated><title type='text'>PNG</title><content type='html'>Well I have been in PNG for awhile... Before I come people worry about food for me. they say that I should be nice and thin when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should be worry about food for me but they are so wrong about coming back thin. I have to stop my myself from over eating. Getting food here is just like home, even better than home.  the only difference is that the person who take your order is a different color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had fish and chip for lunch and I am so sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell my host here please no more food. I have to tell them I will just eat bread or cereals for breakfast otherwise we will be eating like nasi lemak, english breakfast etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I had to stop myself from eating too much. I eat half my lunch and pack the rest for dinner if I dont do that I will end up eating 3 full meals a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they got all the aussie food here. I am going to try if i can buy some lammington back.. i know someone who like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6309565131527989847?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6309565131527989847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6309565131527989847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6309565131527989847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6309565131527989847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/02/png.html' title='PNG'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-4657785549911036693</id><published>2009-02-04T14:32:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:42:13.646+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How a phone call can change yr mood</title><content type='html'>I landed PNG and actually didn't get much sleep on the plane so was floating a bit. Decided to get some rest then I pick up my phone and notice one miss call from home. I thought maybe they dial wrong, so i send an sms to my sister and ask her why they call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't why but I felt something funny. So i just decided to call back. Was shock when my uncle pick up the phone (I expected my dad or mom). Then he told me that my Dad fainted. I can tell u my heart drop like 200 floors. Then my mom spoke to me saying that he is ok and that my sister is coming back. Not too worry. How not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was spinning with what should I do. Plane out of PNG are not a every day affair. Should I go back or what. My cousin and my sister sms me to say that he is OK and no need for me to come back. My sister sms like mid night (KL time) which was 2 am in PNG to say he has a mild stroke but he can still joke that my mom stress him out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister say stay in PNG since they still doing test on him and until they find out the problem there will be very little for me to do. I hope he is OK but I am glad my extended family are around for my sister as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4657785549911036693?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4657785549911036693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4657785549911036693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4657785549911036693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4657785549911036693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-phone-call-can-change-yr-mood.html' title='How a phone call can change yr mood'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-6728663399996322844</id><published>2009-02-01T18:58:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:06:37.281+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate or Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVyuWM_IQI/AAAAAAAABSc/PmUqsUQ_i34/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVyuWM_IQI/AAAAAAAABSc/PmUqsUQ_i34/s200/princess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766677230854402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVyiusvzwI/AAAAAAAABSU/8XzKGnIm0fE/s1600-h/pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVyiusvzwI/AAAAAAAABSU/8XzKGnIm0fE/s200/pirate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766477648088834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVzq_8ls0I/AAAAAAAABSk/hSGcNSrtWvM/s1600-h/s750934189_1155582_7931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVzq_8ls0I/AAAAAAAABSk/hSGcNSrtWvM/s200/s750934189_1155582_7931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297767719228519234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Ruaen 3rd birthday.  Celebrating in my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVz6TazlBI/AAAAAAAABSs/jGZundv71Rs/s1600-h/s750934189_1155576_9553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVz6TazlBI/AAAAAAAABSs/jGZundv71Rs/s200/s750934189_1155576_9553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297767982153569298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for her party was pirate or princess.  hehe.. she cried after this photo was taken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6728663399996322844?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6728663399996322844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6728663399996322844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6728663399996322844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6728663399996322844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/02/pirate-or-princess.html' title='Pirate or Princess'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYVyuWM_IQI/AAAAAAAABSc/PmUqsUQ_i34/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2457588860736404002</id><published>2009-01-30T17:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:53:00.492+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A new collection for my car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK_rYm70vI/AAAAAAAABR8/KBsb246wU04/s1600-h/30012009862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK_rYm70vI/AAAAAAAABR8/KBsb246wU04/s200/30012009862.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297006863802159858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift from Li Mae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2457588860736404002?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2457588860736404002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2457588860736404002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2457588860736404002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2457588860736404002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-collection-for-my-car.html' title='A new collection for my car'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK_rYm70vI/AAAAAAAABR8/KBsb246wU04/s72-c/30012009862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-4190585382088746544</id><published>2009-01-30T17:24:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:30:30.774+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK6MR3jSQI/AAAAAAAABR0/A59ZePa8RwA/s1600-h/26012009861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK6MR3jSQI/AAAAAAAABR0/A59ZePa8RwA/s200/26012009861.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000831858723074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK5-MAu_6I/AAAAAAAABRs/uNmsN3yMsJY/s1600-h/26012009860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK5-MAu_6I/AAAAAAAABRs/uNmsN3yMsJY/s200/26012009860.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297000589768458146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chinese New Year day poor Jake was gang up upon by two fellow which he can squash.  But being a gentleman he just stand there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4190585382088746544?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4190585382088746544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4190585382088746544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4190585382088746544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4190585382088746544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/poor-jake.html' title='Poor Jake'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SYK6MR3jSQI/AAAAAAAABR0/A59ZePa8RwA/s72-c/26012009861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-1407119517702214578</id><published>2009-01-27T17:43:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:50:49.574+09:00</updated><title type='text'>This is one strange new year</title><content type='html'>This is one strange new year for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This year my parents did no home made stuff.  Nornally my mom will make some things.  But since her fall we made nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On the first day lunch normally my dad's family will come for lunch and we will have some chinese dish.  This year we had pizza.  We order pizza to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The first day dinner we had KFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Only did one house visit on the first day.  Also a strange visit, didn't get to eat cashew nut but got to hear somethings we don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose sometimes we must have must learn to go with the flow.  I think that a person must live by their action and when the time comes and you can answer to the God that you believe in that is all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1407119517702214578?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1407119517702214578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1407119517702214578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1407119517702214578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1407119517702214578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-one-strange-new-year.html' title='This is one strange new year'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7254806969462572086</id><published>2009-01-24T22:36:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:43:46.901+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumsey Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXsafCWypLI/AAAAAAAABRU/1eoSMYDUVVE/s1600-h/24012009858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXsafCWypLI/AAAAAAAABRU/1eoSMYDUVVE/s200/24012009858.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294854907414881458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mumsey... You are still young and pretty.  And came all the way and took tome off my busy schedule to go to your house on your birthday to celebrate with you. hehehehe... (actually I forgot but thank goodness it was day the twins came home so I went there anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mumsey making a wish on her birthday ... I think her wish is to be young pretty and sexy... hahaha.. choking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXsa3YzWA4I/AAAAAAAABRc/kz18dv2kekw/s1600-h/24012009857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXsa3YzWA4I/AAAAAAAABRc/kz18dv2kekw/s200/24012009857.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294855325757080450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the real reason why I went... for the cheesecake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7254806969462572086?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7254806969462572086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7254806969462572086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7254806969462572086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7254806969462572086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/mumsey-birthday.html' title='Mumsey Birthday'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXsafCWypLI/AAAAAAAABRU/1eoSMYDUVVE/s72-c/24012009858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-8261344854099200323</id><published>2009-01-19T10:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:13:52.659+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like this new year</title><content type='html'>I told my family I dont like this new year. Reason being :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I still coughing so what this mean I can't eat Mandarin oranges (my fav item)&lt;br /&gt;2. Can't eat all the new year goodies because scare make the cough worse&lt;br /&gt;3. Can't drink all the soft drink and any cold drinks (again my fav)&lt;br /&gt;4. Having to travel so fast just after the new year&lt;br /&gt;5. Too much work to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8261344854099200323?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8261344854099200323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8261344854099200323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8261344854099200323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8261344854099200323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-like-this-new-year.html' title='I don&apos;t like this new year'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-5931866185739210356</id><published>2009-01-17T21:48:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:10:02.920+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom is back to normal</title><content type='html'>Update on Mom. She went to doctor early this month.  I didn't go with her coz I was in Singapore my sister took her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ask her doctor "Doctor can I do house work ?"  The doctor say can.  She was not too happy to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next question .. she ask the doctor .. "Can I go upstairs?" Doctor say in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she ask the most important question "Can I go shopping and go out to eat?"  The doctor say "CAN". She was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the doctor say she should not try to climb the stairs until a few weeks later and someone must help her.  Then one day my sister told she came home and she wonder why her window that was open and is now closed.  Mmmmm.... and Dad said when he was sleeping upstairs in the afternoon.. Jake started barking very loudly upstairs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to the question is that Mom sneak upstirs without us knowing,  Jake was telling us but nobody listen to him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Mom has moved back upstairs to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXLjBZPGxiI/AAAAAAAABQU/cJ7v0wQ46FE/s1600-h/17012009852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXLjBZPGxiI/AAAAAAAABQU/cJ7v0wQ46FE/s200/17012009852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292542125207373346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mom getting ready for shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXLjUnEp_8I/AAAAAAAABQc/pLUpSRrIq28/s1600-h/18012009853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXLjUnEp_8I/AAAAAAAABQc/pLUpSRrIq28/s200/18012009853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292542455339155394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mom at Giant shopping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5931866185739210356?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5931866185739210356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5931866185739210356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5931866185739210356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5931866185739210356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/mom-is-back-to-normal.html' title='Mom is back to normal'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SXLjBZPGxiI/AAAAAAAABQU/cJ7v0wQ46FE/s72-c/17012009852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-1666130387086518993</id><published>2009-01-14T22:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:11:02.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are no longer fun</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but the holiday season seems to go by so fast.  Now is only about one week till Chinese New Year and I feel like nothing.  I remember days gone by when I would look forward to Chinese New Year.  Look forward to the Reunion dinner, the cookies and the visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I think of Chinese New Year is like any other day.  I think oh... no.. got to drive to so many places .. so hot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so sad, where is the excitement where is the fun of catching up with relatives and so on.  I think this year is worse for me because I think oh.. no .. I got to fly off soon. :-(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will get more in the mood when i see the ang pow.  (Hey.. it money ok.. and so say what u want to say if the money is given I will take)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1666130387086518993?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1666130387086518993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1666130387086518993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1666130387086518993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1666130387086518993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-are-no-longer-fun.html' title='Things are no longer fun'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-5955372976949455639</id><published>2009-01-12T10:53:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:58:41.189+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is different</title><content type='html'>Currently I am coughing like a old woman.  Having this cough since about 2 weeks ago and I can't even afford to take a day MC.  Last week while coughing like crazy had to do 4 presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week my schdule is also full until Thursday.  Life is so different, my last year in my previous company if I just had one sneeze in the morning, I would go and see the doctor and ask him for MC.  I would gladly take it.  Now I cant even afford to take one day MC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5955372976949455639?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5955372976949455639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5955372976949455639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5955372976949455639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5955372976949455639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-different.html' title='Life is different'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-4055897619726385305</id><published>2009-01-07T12:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:01:16.467+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Home</title><content type='html'>I dont know when I will be able to spend time at home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you my schedule now :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now - Feb 1 - Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Feb 1 - End Feb - PNG&lt;br /&gt;March 2-13 - Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Mar 13 - Mar 20 - Maybe Malaysia not sure&lt;br /&gt;MAR 20 - Early Apr PNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I look like I will be living out of my suitcase for a few months.  Sad sad sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-4055897619726385305?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4055897619726385305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4055897619726385305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4055897619726385305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4055897619726385305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-home.html' title='Home Home'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-6929209334818515069</id><published>2009-01-04T18:21:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:28:18.735+09:00</updated><title type='text'>More than one use of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SWCAL8UCpxI/AAAAAAAABQA/fciC0LkPE0k/s1600-h/01012009845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SWCAL8UCpxI/AAAAAAAABQA/fciC0LkPE0k/s200/01012009845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287366905190065938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days people talk about recycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here look at this... Not only can it be used as a walker by the older generation but it can be used to cage in the younger generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deco on a cake can be use as a deco for a dog as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6929209334818515069?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6929209334818515069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6929209334818515069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6929209334818515069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6929209334818515069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-than-one-use-of-things.html' title='More than one use of things'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SWCAL8UCpxI/AAAAAAAABQA/fciC0LkPE0k/s72-c/01012009845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-8886319364893455264</id><published>2008-12-29T10:59:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:08:19.231+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How Often</title><content type='html'>I stayed at my condo last night and I was looking around and thinking it has been more than a year since I did up the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was thinking to myslf :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How often did I wash the Balcony ?&lt;br /&gt;2. How often did I was wash the wet area behind ?&lt;br /&gt;3. Mop the floor &lt;br /&gt;3. How often did I should I wash the curtin ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the year I think I clean the balcony 3 times or at most 4&lt;br /&gt;2. Same with the wet area&lt;br /&gt;3. I mop the floor on average abt once a week &lt;br /&gt;4. I have no plan to wash the curtain i will just change new ones when i have money ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8886319364893455264?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8886319364893455264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8886319364893455264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8886319364893455264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8886319364893455264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-often.html' title='How Often'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-2486678542363502166</id><published>2008-12-22T22:45:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:53:07.401+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake and His Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-azsl2MUI/AAAAAAAABPo/9CJNGwR5q8s/s1600-h/21122008839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-azsl2MUI/AAAAAAAABPo/9CJNGwR5q8s/s200/21122008839.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282611100862787906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-amajY35I/AAAAAAAABPg/XB6qC9dhY5k/s1600-h/21122008838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-amajY35I/AAAAAAAABPg/XB6qC9dhY5k/s200/21122008838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282610872682340242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Jake has his cousins come and visit him.  He had a standoff with each one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-bFixtLeI/AAAAAAAABPw/KAeJtrSCds4/s1600-h/21122008840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-bFixtLeI/AAAAAAAABPw/KAeJtrSCds4/s200/21122008840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282611407465819618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he also has to share his crown with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-bn6dPn-I/AAAAAAAABP4/SEo6k14HdRM/s1600-h/14122008833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-bn6dPn-I/AAAAAAAABP4/SEo6k14HdRM/s200/14122008833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282611997937999842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he thinks he is still the most handsome with the crown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2486678542363502166?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2486678542363502166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2486678542363502166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2486678542363502166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2486678542363502166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/jake-and-his-cousins.html' title='Jake and His Cousins'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SU-azsl2MUI/AAAAAAAABPo/9CJNGwR5q8s/s72-c/21122008839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7312550223992746429</id><published>2008-12-15T19:35:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:41:14.862+09:00</updated><title type='text'>King Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzakOfR7I/AAAAAAAABPA/4-QoRC8iTeA/s1600-h/14122008833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzakOfR7I/AAAAAAAABPA/4-QoRC8iTeA/s200/14122008833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279964144632547250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about time that my subject gave me my crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzlicHZqI/AAAAAAAABPI/mSODRu0qNB8/s1600-h/DSC00164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzlicHZqI/AAAAAAAABPI/mSODRu0qNB8/s200/DSC00164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279964333131392674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My subject should show me more respect when they talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzxyZBksI/AAAAAAAABPQ/ofqdXNqVCzo/s1600-h/DSC00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzxyZBksI/AAAAAAAABPQ/ofqdXNqVCzo/s200/DSC00165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279964543571825346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I being dried after my royal bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYz_Y5TLGI/AAAAAAAABPY/4xbcneVQLW8/s1600-h/DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYz_Y5TLGI/AAAAAAAABPY/4xbcneVQLW8/s200/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279964777246043234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting ready for my royal nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7312550223992746429?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7312550223992746429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7312550223992746429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7312550223992746429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7312550223992746429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/king-jake.html' title='King Jake'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SUYzakOfR7I/AAAAAAAABPA/4-QoRC8iTeA/s72-c/14122008833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-58352497362332308</id><published>2008-12-11T21:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:45:41.438+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Made in Malaysia or Made in China</title><content type='html'>This morning on our way to Tesco my sister asked me.. "Really Mom feel no pain ah ?" I said must be pain what... can you imagine cut out your bone and replace it.  Even the scar from surgey must be painful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we rook Mom back to Pantai for her check up.  The first doctor we see was the old who check on her general health.  My sister ask the question to the doctor "How come she don't feel pain ?"  Haha.. the doctor must be saying what la this daughther mom don't feel pain also complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next doctor we see is the surgeon who did mom surgery.  Again my sister ask him "Why she don't feel pain ?" he ask her "your mother made in malaysia or made in china ?"  Made in china very tough.  hehe.. but my mom made in malaysia woh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-58352497362332308?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/58352497362332308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=58352497362332308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/58352497362332308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/58352497362332308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/made-in-malaysia-or-made-in-china.html' title='Made in Malaysia or Made in China'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-191641607538500252</id><published>2008-12-05T16:22:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:32:19.419+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and their pets</title><content type='html'>Since Mumsey.. put up the post about the Gus.. I am remindered by her statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumsey called me one night and we were talking and she said her son Guzzy Wuzzy was not well and he is old already.  Said her hubby Benny brought Gus to the vet and the vet said that Gus was old.  So I think Benny ask Mumsey.. since Gus is so old should we put him to sleep.  Mumsey answer to her hubby was "Next time when you are old shall I put you to sleep... " hahaha.. So I laugh... I guess the answer is No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of a conversation that my mother had with my father when a someone came in and took our gas tank.  My father ask my mother to let Jake (her precious son) out for him to attack the thief.  My mother answer to my dad.. is why dont you go out and stop the thief.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember when I told Jake you are so naughty I am going throw you away.  My mother answer to me was why don't we throw YOU (meaning me) away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also remindered the story of NY and her dog Nellie.  One time Nellie was quite sick and need to have a womb removed.  I think NY mother in law said since the dog is old and sick why not put Nellie down.  If I remember correctly NY told me "her mother had a her womb removed and her mother is still alive. No reason to put the dog just because the womb is removed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it take a person with a pet to understand how important the pet is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-191641607538500252?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/191641607538500252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=191641607538500252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/191641607538500252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/191641607538500252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/mother-and-their-pets.html' title='Mother and their pets'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-3498290248034419574</id><published>2008-12-03T10:34:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:43:26.729+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXi0AUh5zI/AAAAAAAABOo/keeUClOskgo/s1600-h/02122008827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXi0AUh5zI/AAAAAAAABOo/keeUClOskgo/s200/02122008827.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275371921601586994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came home yesterday.  Jake was very happy keep smelling her and wagging his tail.&lt;br /&gt;After that he just sat there and guard her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXjR5ZMh9I/AAAAAAAABOw/Lo72H19vrVI/s1600-h/02122008828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXjR5ZMh9I/AAAAAAAABOw/Lo72H19vrVI/s200/02122008828.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275372435138185170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since mom was sleeping in the downstairs room I had to sleep downstairs.  This is Jake staking his claim on his.  He slept downstairs with me the whole night.  The reason why he didn't sleep in the room with mom is because no air cond.  In the hall there was air cond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXkGfSpgMI/AAAAAAAABO4/xttT5swtOZA/s1600-h/03122008829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXkGfSpgMI/AAAAAAAABO4/xttT5swtOZA/s200/03122008829.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275373338664468674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jake in the morning gurading Mom again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3498290248034419574?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3498290248034419574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3498290248034419574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3498290248034419574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3498290248034419574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/mum-at-home.html' title='Mum at Home'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STXi0AUh5zI/AAAAAAAABOo/keeUClOskgo/s72-c/02122008827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2694116950480915314</id><published>2008-12-01T15:08:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:27:25.139+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STOACfFkZAI/AAAAAAAABOY/YiSA-WGrXW4/s1600-h/29112008820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STOACfFkZAI/AAAAAAAABOY/YiSA-WGrXW4/s200/29112008820.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274700368773932034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mum enjoying the food that my cousin Patrick was so nice to bring over. hehe... we help Mum finish the food.  Don't waste .  That was Sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STOAc52RF8I/AAAAAAAABOg/Rf_YIE0dmSI/s1600-h/30112008824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STOAc52RF8I/AAAAAAAABOg/Rf_YIE0dmSI/s200/30112008824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274700822634108866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday Mum eating the soup that I bought for her.  hey... I can't cook so what you expect me to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ycaquY62R-g"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ycaquY62R-g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mum Sunday evening taking a walk out of her room.  Thank God. Thank you to all the people who had us in their prayers and thoughts.  Word can't express how grateful we are to have family and friends with us at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2694116950480915314?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2694116950480915314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2694116950480915314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2694116950480915314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2694116950480915314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-mum-enjoying-food-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/STOACfFkZAI/AAAAAAAABOY/YiSA-WGrXW4/s72-c/29112008820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7070186220329103417</id><published>2008-11-30T23:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:08:35.702+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Care Giver or Runner</title><content type='html'>Since my mom has been in hospital, either my sister or I have to be the care giver to her and other has to be the runner. I think my mom prefer my sister to be the care giver. The reason being is that when I had to watch over her on Friday afternoon alone, I managed to :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spill water on the floor &lt;br /&gt;2. Drop her pill on the floor &lt;br /&gt;3. Don't how to help her up to eat or drink water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder when we ask my mom who she want to stay over night with her, she pick my sister. So as a result of that I have to be the runner. You know what, it is not easy being the runner. On Sunday I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Got up at 7:30 am&lt;br /&gt;2. clean the dog pee pee tray&lt;br /&gt;3. walk the dog&lt;br /&gt;4. bath the dog&lt;br /&gt;5. mop the floor&lt;br /&gt;6. put clothes in washing machine to wash&lt;br /&gt;7. Go to market (forgot to bring basket.. so have to carry everything)&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to buy lunch for dad, mom and sister&lt;br /&gt;9. Visit mother in hospital&lt;br /&gt;10. Come back home move furniture to make room for mom return&lt;br /&gt;11. Go tesco to buy things and go ss2 to buy dog food&lt;br /&gt;12. Iron clothes (hey.. no complaining that my shirt look crumple)&lt;br /&gt;13. Go visit mom&lt;br /&gt;14. come home... clean bed sheet for mom room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did all that in one sunday. And way did my sister do when she was in hosiptal. Watch astro and press start on one of my mom drip machine. After awhile also no need to press start because they took it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7070186220329103417?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7070186220329103417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7070186220329103417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7070186220329103417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7070186220329103417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/care-giver-or-runner.html' title='Care Giver or Runner'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-8437365073314147679</id><published>2008-11-28T11:26:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:51:15.813+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we bad children</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think we are not too good children. Since my mom is in hospital we go visit her sometimes quite late because of the traffic and work. A few times my cousins who are visiting her had to call us to find out where we are. Then some of them ask us who stay with her over night and we said No one. hehe... well my mom always ask her to go home. Also there is nothing much we can do at this stage because she just lie in the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday before her surgery my sister and I were with her. Then they wheel her down for surgery ... we saw her to the door and then the nurse say that as far as you can go. Then my sister look at each other... what to do.No bed to sleep on upstairs so we went out. Went to Bangsar Shopping Center and ate dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while mom was having surgery we were shopping. But no mood also just walk ard to kill time and not worry abt her too much. Dr called abt 7 pm to say the surgery went well and she should be back in her room at 8. Lucky we managed to go back to the room before she came back up from surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mom got her revenge on us. Because mom was not under GA she was semi awake during the surgery. We ask her what did u think about during the surgery ? her answer was JAKE !!!!! we ask her u mean you didn't think about us. then she thought very long only answer a bit.  But i think she said that not to hurt our feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8437365073314147679?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8437365073314147679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8437365073314147679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8437365073314147679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8437365073314147679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-we-bad-children.html' title='Are we bad children'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-9079354731961919638</id><published>2008-11-26T10:48:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:56:23.229+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SSysJ9xNyBI/AAAAAAAABOI/YE8Tx-Tl_aA/s1600-h/25112008815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SSysJ9xNyBI/AAAAAAAABOI/YE8Tx-Tl_aA/s200/25112008815.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272778550943795218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is schedule for surgery on Thursday at 3:30 pm.  hehe.. pls dont ask me the details coz I also don't really know.  Something about replacing the head and putting cement.  The important thing to know is that in 2 days she can sit up and 3 days she can actually walk again with the help of the walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently she is just lying in bed in Pantai.  Enjoying the astro.  Last night she has an extra person trying to squeeze in the bed with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SSysWeyS4gI/AAAAAAAABOQ/LBdVBeD4uSM/s1600-h/25112008816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SSysWeyS4gI/AAAAAAAABOQ/LBdVBeD4uSM/s200/25112008816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272778765965124098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry don't know how to turn picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-9079354731961919638?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/9079354731961919638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=9079354731961919638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9079354731961919638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9079354731961919638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/mum.html' title='Mum'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SSysJ9xNyBI/AAAAAAAABOI/YE8Tx-Tl_aA/s72-c/25112008815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5414361375206019917</id><published>2008-11-24T05:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:21:16.558+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be something about this time of year</title><content type='html'>There must be something about year end that make me spent late night at hospital emergency room. This time it is my mother. Around this time last year it was my father. Although the journey to the emergency room was not as bad and scary as my father was. (My father last year collapse in the house and had to send him by ambulance to the hospital). My mother result is more serious than my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started from her fall on monday.. well sat the pain was still there we sent her to the Chinese doc and after that she say she felt a bit better. Sunday went to my cousin place for dinner and when we came back around 8 something we were all getting ready for bed. My mom was downstairs (since she is sleeping downstairs since the fall) she suddenly yell for me to come down. I thought she wanted something.. when i reach downstairs I saw that she was on her knees. She said she try to stand but her left leg suddenly went weak and cant support her. So I yell for my sister and both of us try to help her up. (btw.. the dog was protecting her as usual... funny story later). She was in quite a lot of pain. My Dad said to send her to Pantai emergency since we were going to bring her for her check up on sat anyway. Between my sister and I we managed to get her to the car and it took us sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they did xray and stuff and found that she has a fracture in her hip joint. So they have to do surgery to insert a rod and something... The surgery is not that dangerous but it is the after care. I guess we have no choice but to do the surgery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have elderly parents my advice to you if they fall and dont recover within a few days or hours best that you send them for xray. Best if you can help it make sure they don't fall. If I can say something to the older folks it would be dont be so stubborn and think that you are super being. Have broken things are very hard to fix and worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not tell my mom that we are worried about the surgery and recovery. Now we are telling it is a small thing and that she will be OK and there is nothing for her to worry about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5414361375206019917?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5414361375206019917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5414361375206019917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5414361375206019917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5414361375206019917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-must-be-something-about-this-time-of.html' title='It must be something about this time of year'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-9014418549206093862</id><published>2008-11-18T09:54:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:04:21.012+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dog can do no Wrong</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I reach home around 8 something, I notice something strange when I park my car either of my parents came to the door. Normally one of them would come to the door and open it. Got me worried abit then but the Jake the dog was inside and barking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile my Dad came to the door and ask me to go in a look at my mother. She fell and now in pain. I went in and my Mom was sitting on the bed in the downstairs room. She said she cant walk because she fell and pain in hip and leg. Of course I ask where she fell and she fell on the road outside. So I turn around and said "Jake why u make mommy fall." Then my Mom answer it not Jake fault. He didn't do anything I fell by myself. I said to my mom "I told you don't bring the dog for a walk." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway later my sister and I bought her to the doctor. Just as we got in the car, she told us don't tell the doctor that I fell while brining the dog for a walk. Just say I fall while walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were inside the doctor he ask how did u fall. before we can say anything she said I fell when I went for a walk. Then the doctor as her do you bring a walking stick when you go for a wak. We said softly "No but she bring a dog!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothing broken just pain in from the fall. Still no matter what it is not the dog fault. I also dont understand them she fell about 5 something and they didn't call us just wait for us to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-9014418549206093862?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/9014418549206093862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=9014418549206093862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9014418549206093862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9014418549206093862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/dog-can-do-no-wrong.html' title='The Dog can do no Wrong'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-2798812857511363440</id><published>2008-11-17T14:52:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:02:23.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a Mother trying to talk to her son.  Part 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H5PL_kmARPY&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/H5PL_kmARPY&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naq97lW4CQ0&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/naq97lW4CQ0&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9ttNSxHMIo&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/R9ttNSxHMIo&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/1209337911735345822-2798812857511363440?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2798812857511363440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2798812857511363440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2798812857511363440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2798812857511363440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-mother-trying-to-talk-to-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7036504248870317013</id><published>2008-11-13T11:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:49:52.294+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I waited in line for 3 hours</title><content type='html'>Ok.. yes.. I waited in line for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nov 11... one of my colleague was saying there have this buy one get one free promotion in secrete recipe which start at 11. So they were discussing is they should go and get it. Then we all decided that we shall go. (Yes it was a working day). We thought that we will make a lunch trip out of it. I volunteer to drive as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to the place in SS2 and since there was quite a few of us we drove two cars. When we reach SS2 we saw the Q was right to the end of the row. Then one of staff said why dont some of us go to the one in TTDI and see if the line is as long. So I had to drive with one of my staff to TTDI to see. And guess what the line was worse. In the end we drove back to SS2 and saw that the colleague have only move like 5 steps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one of my staff really really wanted to eat the cake. So in the end we line up for 3 hours. Lucky my bosses never came back to office that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7036504248870317013?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7036504248870317013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7036504248870317013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7036504248870317013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7036504248870317013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-i-waited-in-line-for-3-hours.html' title='Yes I waited in line for 3 hours'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-3614533319520912109</id><published>2008-11-10T15:22:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:31:42.422+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom with the Super Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRfUrkr0CCI/AAAAAAAAA10/1SIntIkJT3E/s1600-h/08112008856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRfUrkr0CCI/AAAAAAAAA10/1SIntIkJT3E/s200/08112008856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266912134279989282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went for her eye operation last week. So now she has a super human eyes. She is suppose to take one week off and rest her eyes. For the 1st 24 hours she suppose to close her eyes and not watch tv. So the 1st night she was siting there with her glasses and suppose to be not watching tv. My sister ask her are you watching TV. She said "no". Then my sister said to her "Who is that in the show ? it was a new character." My mother reply was "Yes hor... who is that never see before?" Mom has super human eyes she can even if her eyes are closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back from Spore, she look at me and said "How come you got so many pimple in your face?" Then I ask her how. "She said she can see clearly now and then the house is very dirty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRfU8LyjzuI/AAAAAAAAA18/1VvJNGJ3u7U/s1600-h/08112008855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRfU8LyjzuI/AAAAAAAAA18/1VvJNGJ3u7U/s200/08112008855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266912419655175906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday our usual marking day. Mom wanted to go but we ban her from going. So the 2nd in command have to go .. hehe not my Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3614533319520912109?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3614533319520912109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3614533319520912109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3614533319520912109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3614533319520912109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-mom-with-super-eye.html' title='My Mom with the Super Eye'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRfUrkr0CCI/AAAAAAAAA10/1SIntIkJT3E/s72-c/08112008856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5792919140347285454</id><published>2008-11-05T17:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:59:02.087+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Eddie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRFfkNIdfeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/0KjQdRarlFA/s1600-h/26092008834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRFfkNIdfeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/0KjQdRarlFA/s200/26092008834.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265094514977897954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Eddie. Mumsey new son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRFgInMQfMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/njcUPTXm0Zw/s1600-h/26092008835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRFgInMQfMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/njcUPTXm0Zw/s200/26092008835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265095140448435394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Sha and her dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5792919140347285454?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5792919140347285454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5792919140347285454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5792919140347285454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5792919140347285454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/eddie.html' title='Eddie'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SRFfkNIdfeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/0KjQdRarlFA/s72-c/26092008834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-4427123881096284776</id><published>2008-11-03T17:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:06:01.619+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Has she improve</title><content type='html'>My sister has been going for panio for a few months. She told me recently that she has been upgraded by the teacher. Has she improve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW... this is what I hear every Sat and Sun morning. I will be woken by hearing When the Saint Coming marching in. The saints march still have March in. Even Jake got bored of the song and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-It502U5LxE&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/-It502U5LxE&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/1209337911735345822-4427123881096284776?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/4427123881096284776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=4427123881096284776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4427123881096284776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/4427123881096284776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/11/has-she-improve.html' title='Has she improve'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-6404431467995966100</id><published>2008-10-30T19:55:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:04:58.852+09:00</updated><title type='text'>His Royal Highness Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUzRwgjhI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Uu19QWdgLAY/s1600-h/24052008711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUzRwgjhI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Uu19QWdgLAY/s200/24052008711.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262901248220237330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUmcTT8cI/AAAAAAAAA1U/1FhKddFDkXs/s1600-h/21022008564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUmcTT8cI/AAAAAAAAA1U/1FhKddFDkXs/s200/21022008564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262901027712266690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUU9wcKvI/AAAAAAAAA1M/3vCdRphSiO8/s1600-h/25052008719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUU9wcKvI/AAAAAAAAA1M/3vCdRphSiO8/s200/25052008719.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262900727455165170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUHYsyqrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/cMhsZ1e_7pM/s1600-h/24052008713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUHYsyqrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/cMhsZ1e_7pM/s200/24052008713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262900494169451186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6404431467995966100?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6404431467995966100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6404431467995966100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6404431467995966100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6404431467995966100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/his-royal-highness-sleeping.html' title='His Royal Highness Sleeping'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SQmUzRwgjhI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Uu19QWdgLAY/s72-c/24052008711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7199142425534223623</id><published>2008-10-22T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:27:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to take LRT to work</title><content type='html'>This morning I had to take the LRT to KL because I was going to a few places and it was much easier to take LRT. Drove my car to office and then try to hop on the LRT from Kelana Jaya. First thing that shock me was actually the crowd at the LRT station. I actually had to wait for 2 trains before I managed to get on and the train was pack. I notice that all the stations there was actually people waiting in line and they could not get on. It happen at every station until almost KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine every day doing this. I don't understand why don't the people do something about it. It either add more cabin or increase the frequency. The demand in the morning and evening is there. Well lucky I dont have to catch LRT in the morning and evening that often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7199142425534223623?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7199142425534223623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7199142425534223623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7199142425534223623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7199142425534223623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-to-take-lrt-to-work.html' title='How to take LRT to work'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-3836521892835714839</id><published>2008-10-19T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:49:16.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggie Dinner for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SPseHf8e_ZI/AAAAAAAAA08/QglmRHbh7MQ/s1600-h/19102008847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SPseHf8e_ZI/AAAAAAAAA08/QglmRHbh7MQ/s200/19102008847.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258830104068291986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SPsdxBEMoOI/AAAAAAAAA00/_tORpuxUeLg/s1600-h/19102008846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SPsdxBEMoOI/AAAAAAAAA00/_tORpuxUeLg/s200/19102008846.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258829717822021858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a very very very rare day.  We had no meat for our dinner tonite.  Mumsey was so nice and kind to bake for me Macroni and Cheese.  So I brought it home and since we were lazy to cook we decided to eat that for dinner.  We had mushroom soup and some steam veggie and bread.  And of course the Macroni and cheese.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no MEAT... so once in a while it good to stay away from meat.  see no meat.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. actually we had steak for dinner last night and also had a very heavy lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3836521892835714839?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3836521892835714839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3836521892835714839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3836521892835714839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3836521892835714839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/veggie-dinner-for-me.html' title='Veggie Dinner for Me'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SPseHf8e_ZI/AAAAAAAAA08/QglmRHbh7MQ/s72-c/19102008847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5884709194416280942</id><published>2008-10-19T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:53:06.538+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Has she Improve</title><content type='html'>My sister has been going for panio for a few months. She told me recently that she has been upgraded by the teacher. Has she improve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW... this is what I hear every Sat and Sun morning. I will be woken by hearing When the Saint Coming marching in. The saints march still have March in. Even Jake got bored of the song and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-It502U5LxE&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/-It502U5LxE&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/1209337911735345822-5884709194416280942?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1a6367ee1b4d8b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5884709194416280942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5884709194416280942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5884709194416280942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5884709194416280942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/has-she-improve.html' title='Has she Improve'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-8436170192586572994</id><published>2008-10-16T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:06:01.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three monks dog got no food</title><content type='html'>About three weeks ago we went to the pet shop to buy dog food for Jake. The shop said that the type of food that Jake eat they had no stock so to come back next day. I TOLD my sister we buy a smaller packet 1st. She said NO need... since he still have. So no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend my Mom inform that Jake food is running low. Saturday we were quite lazy to go and buy the food. So I TOLD my sister go and buy on Sunday. As I was going to Spore on Sunday it was not my job. Then you know what my sister did spend 5 hours watching some Chinese shows on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Wednesday my Mom shows us how much food Jake has left with is just one handful. My sister ask me to go buy but it was raining cats and dogs. I was not going out in the rain to buy for Jake. So poor Jake really had no food to eat. He only had a cup full to eat for the whole day. (hehe... don't worry la.. he is fat so he can strave for a day and plus my mom gave him bread and plenty of other stuff to eat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought the food for him today, the first thing jake did when she came in to the house was scold her.  Serve her right... she should have gone and buy on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8436170192586572994?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8436170192586572994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8436170192586572994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8436170192586572994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8436170192586572994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-monks-dog-got-no-food.html' title='Three monks dog got no food'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-5151062018363335614</id><published>2008-10-06T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:34:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing English</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SOmSZ5jwV6I/AAAAAAAAA0s/gfTgdhe11Xo/s1600-h/advert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SOmSZ5jwV6I/AAAAAAAAA0s/gfTgdhe11Xo/s200/advert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253891413949568930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a banner outside the Curve.  It really try to kill English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says that that Training will be provided.  But would you want to go for training from people who put up the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opportunity to promote (you get to promote a product or you get the opportunity for promotion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting in F&amp;B line (mmmm... guess they mean interested in F&amp;B line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good attitude, responibility and self-improvement (mmm....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male / Female (you mean there is another type... okie maybe there is)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5151062018363335614?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5151062018363335614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5151062018363335614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5151062018363335614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5151062018363335614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/killing-english.html' title='Killing English'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SOmSZ5jwV6I/AAAAAAAAA0s/gfTgdhe11Xo/s72-c/advert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-6649929358002687218</id><published>2008-10-02T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:46:28.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Jake havving conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SORuJZDvpDI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vwNXOOD6gFg/s1600-h/Jake+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SORuJZDvpDI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vwNXOOD6gFg/s200/Jake+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252444173045310514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a conversation with Jake. I was telling him don't be naughty and pee all over the house. He should pee pee in the tray. I was also telling what a good life he has. He got food to eat and he get to eat, sleep , shit the whole day. People like us have to work to so that he will have food in the tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he not really interested in this conversation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6649929358002687218?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6649929358002687218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6649929358002687218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6649929358002687218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6649929358002687218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-and-jake-havving-conversation.html' title='Me and Jake havving conversation'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SORuJZDvpDI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vwNXOOD6gFg/s72-c/Jake+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2371424385476762089</id><published>2008-09-29T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:02:21.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must always remember that some things you have in your PC can't be patch</title><content type='html'>The only game that I play on my notebook is Civilization IV. I have been playing that game over and over again. I play more to release stress and to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was playing and then I remember that I downloaded a patch that was meant to upgrade the version of the game that I have. So I decided that I will put in the patch. hehe.. guess what after that my whole game crash.... It tell me that I must insert the CD for the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what version of the game I have... dont need to say. So I had to spend about 3 hours re-installing all the game. I was thinking to myself... if I can't get the game to run again then I will have no more game to play. So maybe I have to spend more time working, watching DVD or maybe I shld spend some time with God. haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I managed to get the game to work again. Hehehe... I think I will still try and spend more time with God and maybe not play so late so that I can go GYM. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2371424385476762089?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2371424385476762089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2371424385476762089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2371424385476762089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2371424385476762089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/09/must-always-remember-that-some-things.html' title='Must always remember that some things you have in your PC can&apos;t be patch'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-1331913128840292291</id><published>2008-09-23T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:17:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting Month</title><content type='html'>haha... not me fasting la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year my sister and I will say we want to go and buy the fasting month food bazaar which is setup almost every where. It look so interesting and then so fun. hehe of course we did not fast ... but most of the time when we actually got around to it the fasting month is over. This year we said we must go for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought that Shah Alam will be a good place to go to as it is a Malay area. So phone up my uncle and told him that on Sat we will be coming. So he told us to come early as if you come late the food will be all gone. So fine... we went to Shah Alam at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to buy the fasting month food. I bought some roast chicken after buying that my mom said "Don't buy so much" !!! I told her "Huh... so many people woh..". Then she said your uncle say we going out to eat dinner. Hey I thought that this was dinner. So we ended buying only roast chicken and some roti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bought so lekok. which the fry fish thing. Actually I like to eat that... and without giving too much thought to it. My sister and I started eating as we were walking. Then we look at each other and thought mmm... i think it kind of rude to eat now when ppl are still fasting. Not wanting to be so rude... we stop eating. Hehe.. forgot mah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1331913128840292291?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1331913128840292291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1331913128840292291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1331913128840292291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1331913128840292291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/09/fasting-month.html' title='Fasting Month'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-9172335440751096682</id><published>2008-09-18T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:13:55.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sleepy dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SNIptyteCxI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RSHnDm3jHKg/s1600-h/18092008830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SNIptyteCxI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RSHnDm3jHKg/s200/18092008830.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247302382523386642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake my dog is a very lazy dog.  He wakes up about 7:30 everyday and then he goes for a walk, have his breakfast, maybe play around a bit then abt 9 am he will sleep until about lunch.  He will have his lunch the he will sleep until about evening and in the evening he will also be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during weekend and holiday his normal lazy routine will not be lept because my sister and I will be home.  We will play with him we will make him do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he wont be having his deep sleep.  As yesterday was a holiday he didn't get his usual rest.  So this morning whe u look at him he look so tired and sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-9172335440751096682?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/9172335440751096682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=9172335440751096682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9172335440751096682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9172335440751096682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-sleepy-dog.html' title='My Sleepy dog'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SNIptyteCxI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RSHnDm3jHKg/s72-c/18092008830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-9193012389785791199</id><published>2008-09-11T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:11:28.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Why Why</title><content type='html'>As most of you know I ahve been going down to Singapore often.  Sometimes I drive sometimes I take bus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I took the bus down and I had to walk quite far this time because I want to sneak into my sister hotel.  On Sat my cousin call me to ask me to bring down some milk powder for his cousin.   So I had to bring 4 tin of milk powder in a bus, then walk from the MRT station to my office, about a 20 mins walk.  Why on those time that I drive NOBODY ASK ME To bring anything down.  Lucky the lady came and take the milk powder before i go to hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to delay my trip back for because customer suddenly change meeting time on me.  So what choice... then my sister brought a small bag to Singapore and she had some stuff that they gave her during the team building exercise and she ask me to bring home.  Hello... I taking the bus and have to carry all my stuff to customer place (taking mrt and taxi) the reason being.. I scare I miss bus.  My sister taking PLANE back and hey.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off... before we left for Singapore my mom said BUY BREAD.  I told my sister your turn to buy and since you take plan you can buy.  When we were at hotel last night... she told you buy bread.. her excuse she got no time.  what can i say... it is for mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-9193012389785791199?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/9193012389785791199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=9193012389785791199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9193012389785791199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/9193012389785791199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-why-why.html' title='Why Why Why'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7542088992296129021</id><published>2008-09-09T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:14:23.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SMePotryl3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/SIxRQRV3ahU/s1600-h/19032008632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SMePotryl3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/SIxRQRV3ahU/s200/19032008632.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244318220717037426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we come home my mom will ususally tell us funny stories about what happen to her grandson (yes jake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake is quite popular with the kids outside my house because he is very friendly and he will wag his tail and whine when he see the kids.  The kids can touch and pat him and he will never bite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbour has two young girls.. but there is this boy that come over to their house in the afternoon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother will bring jake for his afternoon walk and most the time the kids will be outside playing. My mom told me.. the biy ask her in Manadrin.. "What that in Jake behind ?"  My mom thought that Jake has leaf or something  stuck to his butt.  But before she could answer the elder of the girls who is maybe abt 8 answer and said "Ku Ku gel".  My mom was speechless... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask my mom why you didn't ask him he don't have ah ????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7542088992296129021?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7542088992296129021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7542088992296129021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7542088992296129021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7542088992296129021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids.html' title='Kids ..'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SMePotryl3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/SIxRQRV3ahU/s72-c/19032008632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-6814449427358861430</id><published>2008-09-03T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:34:10.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of Chinese Fren and Snoring on Bus</title><content type='html'>Remember sometime ago I blog abt &lt;a href="http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/chinese-being-chinese.html "&gt;my fren who went to Ikea&lt;/a&gt;. It has been awhile since I went out with him coz I am always away and busy. So he went to Ikea and guess what he told me... He went there and got his cash back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave him cash back and ask him to go get another rod. You know what he did. He pocket the money and went home. I got no words to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus down to Singapore today it was the early morning bus from Bandar Utama. The ride on this bus was very bumpy and I had to close my eyes coz I was feeling quite sick. I was listening to my MP3 player and suddenly I heard snoring noise. hey that cant be part of my music. I look across the aisle and there was this guy snoring away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Li Kwan called me and I told. I held the phone for her to hear the guy snoring but it was not necessary coz even in our conversation she can still here the guy. The snoring got louder and louder. Until the lady next to time can't stand it and woke it up and told him stop snoring. We have to listen to you for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't work.. coz 20 mins later it started again. i think the only time that he stopped was when he ate and play with his handphone. If it was me I would be so embarrass that I would not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he doesn't understand English. Coz we at the custom in Singapore and there was this rather fierce looking old lady at the X-Ray machine going like put your handphone in your bag. Take your handphone out from your pocket. She was like shouting at us. I had to take my handphone out and put it in my bag. The snoring guy was in front of me. And the lady actually ask him do you have handphone in your pocket put it in your bag. He said No he dont have handphone. Guess what when he went thru the XRAY machine it beep. And he had TWO handphone in pocket. Then we has scolded by the lady.  Then the lady told him to put it in his bag dont put in the tray because the handphone light and the tray will overturn.  He still put in the tray and true enough the tray over turn.  The old lady said "See See I told you to put in your bag, you never listen."  wah if me I dont where to hide my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-6814449427358861430?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/6814449427358861430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=6814449427358861430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6814449427358861430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/6814449427358861430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/09/update-of-chinese-fren-and-snoring-on.html' title='Update of Chinese Fren and Snoring on Bus'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7748021895509264098</id><published>2008-08-28T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:57:51.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are they looking for?</title><content type='html'>I was drove down to Singapore alone. As usual it was quite a smooth drive down and had no jam until I reach the Singapore side. I am always amaze by how they search our car and the things they made us do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember during driving trip down I was subjected to :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Taking temperature (because of SARS)&lt;br /&gt;2. Having to open all the bags in the boot because I don't what they looking for&lt;br /&gt;3. Being thumbprint &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few trips I went down was OK. Not too many searching in car just open the boot and that it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this trip down it changed again. This trip had to get out of the car and then the army personnel take a torch light (like the CSI people and shine in the car). They shine the torch light under my sterling wheel and under the seat of my car. They search the side compartment of my car and the compartment behind my driver seat. Why I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hehe... lucky they didn't do it during my last two trips down... i actually had a DVD there and it was those that I bought for Rm 8. Lucky I took it out before this trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont why they doing this search and what they looking for. But I notice that there were a few cars they wanted to do a 100% search. They actually ask the car to move to one side and they search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me wonder... why do all this hassle... then I realise that it is because they have national service and most of the people do the searching was young guys so probably as part of the training they post the people there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7748021895509264098?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7748021895509264098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7748021895509264098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7748021895509264098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7748021895509264098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-are-they-looking-for.html' title='What are they looking for?'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-2632153246797443386</id><published>2008-08-27T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:36:27.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes ppl think too highly of their pet</title><content type='html'>Went to cousin Patrick house for dinner on Sat... (Don't worry NY it is not house warming. I asked and the answer from Patrick was "if it was a house warming and your ex boss is not invited then I will have to move to another country.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story... My cousin Patrick has 2 dogs. Nick and Sam... I must say they are cute dog esp Sam. I told Patrick "Boy you sure think very highly of your dog". The reason why I said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SLSu4wUXeoI/AAAAAAAAA0M/UvgAHgi19Ds/s1600-h/23082008825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SLSu4wUXeoI/AAAAAAAAA0M/UvgAHgi19Ds/s200/23082008825.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239004556604963458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the bones are marked with a "N" and "S". Sure the dog can read&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2632153246797443386?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2632153246797443386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2632153246797443386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2632153246797443386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2632153246797443386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-ppl-think-too-highly-of-their.html' title='Sometimes ppl think too highly of their pet'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SLSu4wUXeoI/AAAAAAAAA0M/UvgAHgi19Ds/s72-c/23082008825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-8357871740550728584</id><published>2008-08-24T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:28:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you buy Books for him ?</title><content type='html'>My cousin, Ah Ling told me that on Sat morning she came downstairs and my uncle told her that there is someone setup stall selling books in front of the house. My cousin was thinking wah.. now times are bad people really have to setup stall in front of the house. My uncle told her her go and check out the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she went out.... To she didn't know whether to laugh or to scold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SLDGNrzEQJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XzjpnHAWpio/s1600-h/DSC00189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SLDGNrzEQJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XzjpnHAWpio/s200/DSC00189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237904305029398674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who dont know, that is my cousin son Andrew. Her own son is the one who setup stall selling books.  He setup stall in front of the house selling the books. He made a sign and everything and he was shouting for ppl to come buy. If you look closer at the pic you will see the sign. The problem is that he price his book very expensive. You can see if you enlarge the pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8357871740550728584?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8357871740550728584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8357871740550728584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8357871740550728584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8357871740550728584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/would-you-buy-books-for-him.html' title='Would you buy Books for him ?'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SLDGNrzEQJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XzjpnHAWpio/s72-c/DSC00189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-5406284401468609517</id><published>2008-08-23T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:04:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am also Chinese</title><content type='html'>Today went to change money for my Singapore trip.  I called my mom to ask her if she wants to go. She said she wanted to go Cold Storage.  So I said ok.. Went and park at Ikano because I didn't want my Mom to walk far.  Yes.. I did think about parking at Tesco coz it is free and i need to go there.  But then Mom is more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told mom "you go cold storage and I will walk over to Tesco coz the money changer at Tesco give better rate."  It is quite far walk from Ikano to Tesco as you have to go thru The Curve.  From Ikano to the Curve it is all covered but from the Curve to Tesco there is an open area.  Just as I was going to cross it rained very heavy.  What to do chinese mah... so no choice had to run across getting wet.  Then had to run back because Mom and car still at the The Curve as I come back the rain was heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it.... Well... I managed to save RM 5 for the rate.  but spend RM 2 on parking and got wet and had to walk very far.  So what you think !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-5406284401468609517?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5406284401468609517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=5406284401468609517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5406284401468609517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/5406284401468609517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-also-chinese.html' title='I am also Chinese'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-815269164859448065</id><published>2008-08-21T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:57:01.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is all about timing</title><content type='html'>You know.. sometimes I wonder... why must the timing be so bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for late I have to travel to spore often.  As usual I have to travel again next week to Singapore.  For this trip I dont why but my bosses decided that I go alone. So damm sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went thru the list of people that I can ask to come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NY - because I know she would love to come with me.. esp since she found this great place to shop and Moss burger.  But then her mom is in hospital and is recovering.  So for sure she can't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumsey - another person like NY who love to shop.  But then Li Sha is back at school so have to be driver. So can't come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Sha and Li Mae :- Classes... so cant come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was last week all these ppl except for Li Mae would have been 1st one to put their hand when I say let go spore.  Such lousy timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-815269164859448065?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/815269164859448065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=815269164859448065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/815269164859448065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/815269164859448065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-is-all-about-timing.html' title='It is all about timing'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-3460716384366247048</id><published>2008-08-19T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:41:27.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Chinese Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SKoyVJT2dCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MuMPRUcD2CI/s1600-h/17082008818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SKoyVJT2dCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MuMPRUcD2CI/s200/17082008818.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236052855629444130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SKoyENncuGI/AAAAAAAAAz0/LRcpvoBer1I/s1600-h/17082008817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SKoyENncuGI/AAAAAAAAAz0/LRcpvoBer1I/s200/17082008817.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236052564727609442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at one utama over the weekend. As usual the place was full of parents with their kids. There was this extended family with alot of kids. well there was this carousel thing where you have place for about 3 kids. Look what this family did. It is really maximizing your money. They had about 8 kids there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least they paid for abt 3 rounds.  Lucky the carousel didn't break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3460716384366247048?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3460716384366247048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3460716384366247048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3460716384366247048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3460716384366247048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/being-chinese-part-iii.html' title='Being Chinese Part III'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SKoyVJT2dCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MuMPRUcD2CI/s72-c/17082008818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7308528082643709980</id><published>2008-08-15T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:58:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Chinese Part II</title><content type='html'>This week must really be a week where I am reminded that I mix around a log with Chinese. Maybe because of the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening after my very long meeting went to Starbuck with one of our client because they want to have a drink. We ordered coffee and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My client notice that Starbuck have moon cake.. well i know they had it for a long time. My customer ask the people at the counter "you got moon cake ah ? Got sample or not ?, you got no sample.. How i know good or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So starbuck ppl being nice (actually they were malay boys) actually gave us sample of the mooncake. Since there was 4 of us it was quite a lot. Added up I think it was abt 3/4 of a moon cake. Of course since it was given to us we all ate. Me not much coz I dont like mooncake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the person who ask for the mooncake said she has to leave already and she said she will go to the counter and thank them for the mooncake. We joking ask her to ask the counter for sample of their cake. As she was at the counter thanking the ppl for the mooncake. she notice that they had the chocolate variety. So she ask the counter hey.. how come we did get to try that variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing we know she came back and sat with us and then the guy bought the mooncake to us. haha... So all in all i take we ate one mooncake free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we didn't buy any of the mooncake. haha.. well if i like mooncake i would have bought. but i dont like.  Lucky i dont really hang out the starbuck at the weld much anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7308528082643709980?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7308528082643709980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7308528082643709980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7308528082643709980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7308528082643709980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/being-chinese-part-ii.html' title='Being Chinese Part II'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7837746603615609746</id><published>2008-08-13T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T09:08:51.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Being Chinese</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went with one of my fren to Ikea coz he wanted to get a shower rod from there. So happily we walk to the shower rod section. I ask him why does he need to get a new shower rod coz he just bought one recently. His answer to me was that the two rubbers stopper at either end was worn out and he it was scratching his wall. Ok.. fair enough replace it. Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he came up with this great idea. He told me he is going to buy this new one and then in a few days he going to come back to ikea with the old rubber stoppers and return it to ikea and say that it was spoilt when he bought it. So that they will replace and he will get a new one. Hey.. I told him that cheating.. but he look to me so "So". i told him Ikea will say "Sir, if you use the rod the way that it is suppose to be use then u wont have this problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parting words to me were "I am going to keep this receipt and I am not good at doing this sort of things, so I think I will ask you to come along." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will avoid him for 30 days until the money back policy is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7837746603615609746?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7837746603615609746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7837746603615609746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7837746603615609746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7837746603615609746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/chinese-being-chinese.html' title='Chinese Being Chinese'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-209438046374719058</id><published>2008-08-08T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:32:03.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twins Birthday</title><content type='html'>As request by Mumsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Mumsey came to work and complain... "Aiya.. my twins ask to have a birthday party in the house. but I said CAN NOT.  Too much work.. NO party in house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few days later I think Mumsey call me in sort of a panic and said .. "You have to come to my house on Saturday and help me with the TWINS BIRTHDAY PARTY."  I told her.. hey i thought u said no party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumsey said "The girls told me they invitied all their friends already" So how to uninvite like 15 kids from the party....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well moral of the story if your mom said no to a party.. just invite all yr friends to the party.  Then yr parents have no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can you imagine on that sat.. I had to drive mumsey every where to get the cake, pick up the KFC, buy this buy that.  The reason why i had to do this Benny is working. Hey... that is not my problem ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during the cermony... had to organize games and feed the kids.  I was quite happy after awhile the kids decide to go play upstairs.  I think that was the day i decided that it better to have kids that you can return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-209438046374719058?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/209438046374719058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=209438046374719058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/209438046374719058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/209438046374719058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/twins-birthday.html' title='The Twins Birthday'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-7645156497281024450</id><published>2008-08-07T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:23:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents and Kids</title><content type='html'>This morning was talking to Dreamer about little zach. How he was hurt during one of the minor incidents at home. Go read Dreamer blog. I too lazy to link. I told Dreamer I wont scold her for that coz it just accident. Anyway nothing can beat the story of Li Sha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Monday many many years ago Mumsey came into office to tell us how she was nearly down to 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (Benny and Mumsey) brought all the kids (4 of them to the old jaya jusco in TTDI). I think Li Sha maybe would have been about 2 or 3 just started walking. So the couple were happy shopping with the kids. Each one of them thinking that the other is looking out for the kids. I think the eldest 3 were smart they just stick close to one parent. Suddenly Mumsey and Benny realised that Li Sha was missing. I think (or I hope they panic). Lucky they heard over the PA of this lost kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this.. while shopping the lift open and Li Sha not knowing better walked into the lift. In the lift there was already a couple with kids and a single man. When the lift open on the ground floor the couple walk out with their kids leaving Li Sha behind (Of course la she not theirs). The man said to the couple "hey.. you forgot one of yours kids" The couple said but that not OURS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky the man was good he brought Li Sha to the information counter. So when they announce on the PA about a lost kid. You know what Mumsey said to Benny. Go collect your kid. She was too shy to go because what mother will lose her kid while shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glad I not there knowing Mumsey.. she probably make me go collect li sha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7645156497281024450?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7645156497281024450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7645156497281024450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7645156497281024450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7645156497281024450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/parents-and-kids.html' title='Parents and Kids'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-43319361274619149</id><published>2008-08-06T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:58:08.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God works for my Bosses</title><content type='html'>Last time when I work for Formis, NY and I used to plan to sneak away.  Sorry NY I hope your boss dont read this.  We will say "Hey.. let play golf trow since both of us got nothing on."  Then we will agree either to play in the morning or afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to form... Some customer or one of her boss will call and say I need to see you.  There goes our golf out the window.  or whatever event we have plan goes out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out no matter where I work is the same.  I thought I would have a day off today in Singapore.  Then customer ask for morning meeting.  So ok.. half a day shopping also not bad right... wrong.. confrence call in afternoon.  Ok la.. how abt trow mring before i go off.. wrong again... morning meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-43319361274619149?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/43319361274619149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=43319361274619149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/43319361274619149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/43319361274619149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-works-for-my-bosses.html' title='God works for my Bosses'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-553292510216297916</id><published>2008-07-29T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:10:40.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Link Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI8yzjT5d-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZphALsf6Rqo/s1600-h/17072008790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI8yzjT5d-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZphALsf6Rqo/s200/17072008790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228453553633851362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder to myself if I would dare drive long distance alone.  Well I found the answer to the question recently.  Had to drive down to Singapore and back on my own recently.  Drove at night somemore.  For the whole trip I just stop at the petrol station.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was caught in the causeway jam again.  At least this time was a much shorter time and since I was kind of bored and alone.  Decided to take some photo of the jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI8yTD3ItzI/AAAAAAAAAzA/jyiFLAupIxA/s1600-h/17072008789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI8yTD3ItzI/AAAAAAAAAzA/jyiFLAupIxA/s200/17072008789.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228452995435902770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the couple with the motorbike.  You think they dating or married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-553292510216297916?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/553292510216297916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=553292510216297916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/553292510216297916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/553292510216297916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/second-link-jam.html' title='Second Link Jam'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI8yzjT5d-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZphALsf6Rqo/s72-c/17072008790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-8735460671931188114</id><published>2008-07-28T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:08:21.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Gym again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI03GJyEfaI/AAAAAAAAAyw/171IIMgnjHs/s1600-h/wakeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI03GJyEfaI/AAAAAAAAAyw/171IIMgnjHs/s200/wakeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227895321291685282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting too fat.. so last night decided to sleep early and go gym. (Actually I do that almost every week but then I never get up in time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how or anther I decided with determination to get up and go gym. The alarm rang about 6:30 am. I snooze for awhile then decided to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI038kU-J-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/Hcp7gZCY0KM/s1600-h/exercise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI038kU-J-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/Hcp7gZCY0KM/s200/exercise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227896256130328546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the gym. It been long time since I went so not suprise there were changes there. Went to the curve coz that is the nearest. Didn't park in the curve coz it cost rm 2 now. manage to go abt 45 mins of exercise. Hopefully I can wake up trow and continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8735460671931188114?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8735460671931188114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8735460671931188114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8735460671931188114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8735460671931188114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-gym-again.html' title='Finally Gym again'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SI03GJyEfaI/AAAAAAAAAyw/171IIMgnjHs/s72-c/wakeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-3255010045912033652</id><published>2008-07-25T10:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:29:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Laugh at People</title><content type='html'>the other day I posted in my blog about laughing at someone who drop their slipper jumping on the lrt. Well I shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as usual I went to work and wore by slipper to drive. Then I park in between the shoplot which has a drain at the side. I have to park close to the drain coz u know when car pass by they might just scratch your car. As I got out some how or another my slipper slip out from my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around for it could not find it. and true enough I look to the drain MY SLIPPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIk6DkDmQAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/oRuXbNZzmKw/s1600-h/25072008796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIk6DkDmQAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/oRuXbNZzmKw/s200/25072008796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226772675432955906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do.. the drain is too deep and the slipper is too old. So had to hop on one foot to change to my proper shoes. So moral of the story dont laugh at ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3255010045912033652?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3255010045912033652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3255010045912033652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3255010045912033652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3255010045912033652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-laugh-at-people.html' title='Don&apos;t Laugh at People'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIk6DkDmQAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/oRuXbNZzmKw/s72-c/25072008796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-996217217759589717</id><published>2008-07-24T09:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:47:42.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like jake</title><content type='html'>Alot of my frens give me gifts that look like Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Fishman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfdfhl9SfI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OEzt8PV_CrM/s1600-h/13052008698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfdfhl9SfI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OEzt8PV_CrM/s200/13052008698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226389426250009074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my God Daughther Li-Kwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfd85nNIxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Jab3rMgjtk4/s1600-h/21062008751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfd85nNIxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Jab3rMgjtk4/s200/21062008751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226389930913899282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my cousin Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfeZoklaAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ZWdxKcLXoyI/s1600-h/22062008759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfeZoklaAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ZWdxKcLXoyI/s200/22062008759.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226390424555710466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfe-NVpgsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bQWWDRIAZIA/s1600-h/21062008752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfe-NVpgsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bQWWDRIAZIA/s200/21062008752.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226391052900467394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont where my sister and father got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-996217217759589717?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/996217217759589717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=996217217759589717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/996217217759589717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/996217217759589717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-jake.html' title='Like jake'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIfdfhl9SfI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OEzt8PV_CrM/s72-c/13052008698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-2702296756350102875</id><published>2008-07-21T09:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:40:25.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paw Print</title><content type='html'>I had a few request to put the pictures of the paw print that Mumsey found near Phoebe bowl on the 7th day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIPoYoC6AdI/AAAAAAAAAyA/JnAmKiJiQQY/s1600-h/11072008787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIPoYoC6AdI/AAAAAAAAAyA/JnAmKiJiQQY/s200/11072008787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225275502444020178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIPoIbFvWJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/RlqTMRkVM-o/s1600-h/11072008786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIPoIbFvWJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/RlqTMRkVM-o/s200/11072008786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225275224088336530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is and you judge for yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2702296756350102875?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2702296756350102875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2702296756350102875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2702296756350102875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2702296756350102875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/paw-print.html' title='Paw Print'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SIPoYoC6AdI/AAAAAAAAAyA/JnAmKiJiQQY/s72-c/11072008787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-3224521972203669501</id><published>2008-07-14T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:04:40.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is times like this I am glad i don't work in KL</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning at bout 8:10 am. By the time I got ready to leave the house was about 8:30. I was actually thinking that traffic will be quite good coz I left late. So I was heading out of my house area, i heard on the news about the massive traffic jam into the city. All the road were blocked going into KL city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st thing that came to my mind ... was thank goodness I am not working in KL. At least I won't be sitting in a jam for the next one hour. 2nd thing that came to my mind was I have to go to KL for meeting at 5 pm today and lucky I am near a Lrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sms my sister who left about 8 am and found out she was still in a jam... I managed to go a few round my office looking for parking.. walk up to my office switch on my notebook. At bout 9:30 got a sms from my sister that she just reach office. I left later than her and yet manage to reach office earlier and less stress up. Hehehe... moral of the story is find a job near your house ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-3224521972203669501?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3224521972203669501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=3224521972203669501' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3224521972203669501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/3224521972203669501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is-times-like-this-i-am-glad-i-dont.html' title='It is times like this I am glad i don&apos;t work in KL'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-7709947748562905347</id><published>2008-07-10T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:27:08.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't understand Singapore</title><content type='html'>I drove down to Singapore for work on Sunday.  It was a very smooth drive.  As my usual style I didn't drive slow.  So managed to reach there like 4 hours plus.  There was abit of jam on the 2nd link but then when we look across and saw the traffic that was heading out of Sinagpore.  It was very very jam... my mind was thinking thank goodness I am not caught in that jam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back on Monday night.  Left my Singaporae office together with my boss and colleague at about 7 pm.  We headed out.  Traffic was a heavy to the 2nd link but then I would expect it as people was heading home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy !!!!! nothing prepare me for when I reach the 2nd link.  My goodness the jam was so terrible.  We had about a 5 km jam and that was just cars.  When we look at motorcycle lane it was terrible.  People in motor cycle actually switch off their engine and push the bike as they move coz it was so jam.  We were stuck there was nearly 1 and half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we near the immigartion we found out why.  Only 7 counters were open and at that time and we are talking about peak hour traffic.  Don't understand why they wanted to only open 7 counters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... fine maybe save money from paying salary of the goverment staff... and make ppl spend more on petrol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this is the part I don't understand.  Just before we leave Singapore... They made EVERYONE... get out of the car and do a THUMBPRINT.  Everyone get out of car... THUMBPRINT... and the best part is we Just THUMBPRINT.  They no need to key any information into pc never ask for my name or anything... Don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the cause of the jam.. it will take at least 2 mins for each car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say I am so glad to be home and I am so sad that I will be going back again soon. :-(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-7709947748562905347?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/7709947748562905347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=7709947748562905347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7709947748562905347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/7709947748562905347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-understand-singapore.html' title='Don&apos;t understand Singapore'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-1120434230073949911</id><published>2008-07-07T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:45:43.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Things Happen and We don't Understand</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things happen without us knowing the reason for it. We can't know what plan God has for each one of us, coz He will reveal it in his own time.  As I look back at my life there times when I also question God as to why He did certain things and how come things don't turn out the way I THOUGHT or WANTED it to.  But I can declare NOW that I trully believe that God Know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example God make me take my 1st job in a company in Damansara Jaya, I had a few offers at that time but I dont why he make me chose that company.  Well as a result of that I got to know this person call Mumsey who happens to have 4 girls or at that time 3 and one 4 months in the tummy.  People who know me well.. will know how my life has changed because of this family.  Change for the better OF COURSE... Do I thank God for putting this family in my life YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I move on another company and from there I have gained my good frens.  So what can I say to that.. only Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the journey to understand what God has plan for us long and hard.  Yes because a lot of the time we can want immediate solutions.  But that is not God plan and timing.  Sometimes we have to wait and wait.. But all will be reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumsey...I know you miss Phoebe but trust and beleive that she is in a Better place.  Know that you did the Best that you could for her.  Don't go blaming yrself for what happen.  Nobody who know you and people who don't know you but hear abt the way You TREAT her can doubt your love for her.  Like the girls always tell m Mummy treat Phoebe better than she treats us.  THAT IS THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Phoebe will be happy knowing you are so upset.  Let Phoebe be at peaceful knowing fully that you are OK, missing her badly but you are OK.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aiyo... i thought i will telling these things to Li Sha... but I am very proud of Li Sha... mmm... as for Mumsey... please stop it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-1120434230073949911?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/1120434230073949911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=1120434230073949911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1120434230073949911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/1120434230073949911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-things-happen-and-we-dont.html' title='Sometimes Things Happen and We don&apos;t Understand'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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-1209337911735345822.post-2660424881691479111</id><published>2008-07-04T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:54:45.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Little Phoebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SG2CVWLsDVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/BnPiBKujK0Q/s1600-h/Phoebe_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SG2CVWLsDVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/BnPiBKujK0Q/s200/Phoebe_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218970846435741010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my little Phoebe. (I am sorry I dont actually have a photo of you in my new notebook, so i have to take from li sha blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am going to miss you. I am going to miss you running outside to greet me when I come over and then you screaming and running into the house to tell the people I am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss calling you "Phoebe" rather rudely and Mumsey scolding me for talking to you like that.  Mumsey will always scold me for calling you so rudely, she say I must call you "my little darling".  I want you to know that I actually like you alot coz you are so cute and loveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tohs and going to miss you so much and I know how much joy you have brought into their lives.  They really love you so much and I am sure that you love them just as much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I drop the girls off you will come running to them and I would be so happy to see you greet them.  I know that you will protect them.  The first thing normally I do when I reach your house will be to look for you.  You will always be the first one to greet me.  I am really going to miss that.  You will always be willing to greet me and talk to me.  You are never too busy to come and greet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know you are with God and in His care.  He will take care of you.  You are now running around like before.  Please know that we love you and will miss you alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say Hi to Maverick for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-2660424881691479111?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/2660424881691479111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=2660424881691479111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2660424881691479111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/2660424881691479111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodbye-little-phoebe.html' title='Goodbye Little Phoebe'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X5HhaNgrAaI/SG2CVWLsDVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/BnPiBKujK0Q/s72-c/Phoebe_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209337911735345822.post-8667404128811060045</id><published>2008-06-30T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:58:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is better to be a dog</title><content type='html'>I think it much better to be a dog. I was having gastic and stomach ache problem over the weekend. (I think i must have caught the virus from Phoebe ;-)) True to form what did my parents do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday lunch, my dad actually wanted to cook porridge which is good, right. But then as usual my mom veto the idea. She ask me to go out to buy wantan mee. I am a bit allergic to wantan mee.. sometime I get stomach ache. What to do queen say.. so have to eat loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner my cousins wanted to come over for dinner. They were duck and kai choy (which is a sour dish). so both are not good for me. Then my mom suggested that we cook CURRY CHICKEN... I told her mom I having stomach ache I can't eat curry. Her answer was "so.. what you want me to cook.. curry is the easiest ?". What can I say to that right. Then I thought at least they will make soup. But no soup at all. So in the end I had to eat duck and long beans with egg for dinner. And yes they really made curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather be Phoebe. All my mom said was sleep early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209337911735345822-8667404128811060045?l=jwmc1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/feeds/8667404128811060045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1209337911735345822&amp;postID=8667404128811060045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8667404128811060045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209337911735345822/posts/default/8667404128811060045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jwmc1968.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-is-better-to-be-dog.html' title='It is better to be a dog'/><author><name>Joyce Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01068829243812473384</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>
