<?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-5920458379046215169</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:39:42.191+08:00</updated><category term='Back to school'/><category term='Bad Mood'/><category term='Hopeless'/><category term='Perform'/><category term='Opening'/><category term='Busy'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='3 more days'/><category term='Blessed'/><category term='School Admission'/><category term='Solved'/><category term='Jobless'/><category term='Torture'/><category term='Guilin Trip'/><category term='Inform'/><category term='Boring'/><category term='Dilemma'/><category term='Complains'/><category term='Exam'/><category term='Stolen'/><category term='Trip'/><title type='text'>Call me SiMoN !!</title><subtitle type='html'>A world where Dream &amp;amp; Reality are twins...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-7015570175356502171</id><published>2009-06-22T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:03:17.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>I guess this is my last post in Blogspot. MY initial intention for writing this blog is to chronicle my university life in China. But the unlucky thing is that China has banned its internet users from visiting Blogspot.com. I don't really understand why they did so (personally, i think its meaningless). &lt;br /&gt;So, if you guys have any idea or recommendation for any blog sites that are accessible in China, do leave your messages here. I miss blogging. THANKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-7015570175356502171?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/7015570175356502171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=7015570175356502171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7015570175356502171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7015570175356502171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/06/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-4571070291822174602</id><published>2009-04-03T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:57:31.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inform'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry, guys for not updating my blog after such a long period of time. The whole school internet line was kind of disturbed and the connection was awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SdT8UF8NjuI/AAAAAAAABNQ/vZS175WQpxc/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SdT8UF8NjuI/AAAAAAAABNQ/vZS175WQpxc/s320/DSC01664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154481953705698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and a REAL specimen of human thorax!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting myself busy lately because of some clubs and associations in the school. Activities and assignments are giving me headaches. Anyway, things will be okay and in order some time, so I'll have my free time to post something about my life in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's all, folks. Till next time. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-4571070291822174602?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/4571070291822174602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=4571070291822174602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4571070291822174602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4571070291822174602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SdT8UF8NjuI/AAAAAAAABNQ/vZS175WQpxc/s72-c/DSC01664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-1349940978742220183</id><published>2009-03-03T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:42:51.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to school'/><title type='text'>Cold spring</title><content type='html'>Winter was last year and I was expecting Guangzhou to be a little bit warmer, but I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is supposed to be spring and the weather should be warm and comfortable. The temperature is around 15 degrees Celsius (It's nothing if compared to other provinces in China, like Beijing), but still, I considered that VERY COLD!! I think I kinda get myself fully adapted with Malaysia's weather condition, so having myself in such a "cold" place after a 4 hours flight is still not enough for me to cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the weather, the scenery in my campus is marvelous (maybe a little bit exaggerated).  The blossomy trees are eye-catching and I am really in love with them (cause I've never seen such scene before, except in TVs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures for your eyes to savour, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M2frUv7I/AAAAAAAABMg/0pm-7NTFEFk/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M2frUv7I/AAAAAAAABMg/0pm-7NTFEFk/s320/DSC01545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984034839543730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere near the Main gate (South Gate) and the Main Teaching Building.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M2NtxifI/AAAAAAAABMY/tyioHSzZ3AQ/s1600-h/DSC01546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M2NtxifI/AAAAAAAABMY/tyioHSzZ3AQ/s320/DSC01546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984030017980914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the way to our dorm, greenish leaves~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M145MnQI/AAAAAAAABMQ/jLrnvFR9LKM/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M145MnQI/AAAAAAAABMQ/jLrnvFR9LKM/s320/DSC01549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984024428748034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But suddenly disappeared after a few paces...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M1nuWpXI/AAAAAAAABMI/0zcZZCJgLEg/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M1nuWpXI/AAAAAAAABMI/0zcZZCJgLEg/s320/DSC01555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984019819865458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We saw this special tree somewhere in the campus, pink and white, special huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M1YxA5_I/AAAAAAAABMA/BPF0vqnYnM8/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M1YxA5_I/AAAAAAAABMA/BPF0vqnYnM8/s320/DSC01551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984015804491762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehe, cheese~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1PIxLpEPI/AAAAAAAABMo/SUcAUTjMn1c/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1PIxLpEPI/AAAAAAAABMo/SUcAUTjMn1c/s320/DSC01553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308986547799396594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And myself, muahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-1349940978742220183?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/1349940978742220183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=1349940978742220183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1349940978742220183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1349940978742220183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold-autumn.html' title='Cold spring'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/Sa1M2frUv7I/AAAAAAAABMg/0pm-7NTFEFk/s72-c/DSC01545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-7610134756365724463</id><published>2009-03-03T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:08:55.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to school'/><title type='text'>A weird experience</title><content type='html'>Well, I was on my plane to Guangzhou on the 26th of February when this kinda weird incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight was at 4.20pm and I was supposed to reached Guangzhou's Baiyun Airport by 8.30pm and my dorm at around 10pm. When the plane was "on air" for around an hour, the pilot suddenly reported that there was something wrong with our plane's radar and due to the hazy weather at the South China Sea, we had to take a U-turn back to LCCT. One of the stewardess explained to some frustrated passengers that the pilot had to do so in order to prevent any unexpected incidents, such at collision with other planes and what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing serious or life-threathening happened, but this is my first time taking to U-turn back to airport and had my flight postponed. We departed at 7.50pm sharp and reached Guangzhou in midnight, and reached my dorm at 2am! I tried to take a nap during  my 4 hours flight, but some of the excited passengers couldn't get their seats warm and kept on talking in very uneasy tone, especially the old businessman 2 rows ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I enjoyed the 1 hour of peaceful ride along Guangzhou's city back to my campus, though the scene of a drunken man vomitted out from a taxi made my stomach uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the safe trip and I'll be updating more of my trip in Seremban (hehe). C ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-7610134756365724463?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/7610134756365724463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=7610134756365724463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7610134756365724463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7610134756365724463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/03/weird-experience.html' title='A weird experience'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-3726903975986688077</id><published>2009-03-01T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:15:05.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Guangzhou</title><content type='html'>Well, after being in my sweet hometown, Kuching for more than a month, i'm back in GuangZhou, again. Nothing much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda busy and tired lately because of all the chores that have to be done in my dorm. I'll post more when I'm free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-3726903975986688077?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/3726903975986688077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=3726903975986688077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/3726903975986688077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/3726903975986688077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-guangzhou.html' title='In Guangzhou'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-3014317833652283957</id><published>2009-01-29T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:23:02.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring'/><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been in hometown Kuching for 12 days exactly. Sorry for not updating but I just don't know what to post. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's great being home, place where I'm closest and most familiar with. But there's a weird feeling in me these days. I can't really get myself excited or fresh about whatever things that occurred around me. Sometimes, I feel lonely, though I'm not alone. Maybe I'm thinking too much. Am I having depression? Nah... why should I be depressed when I don't even know what I'm depressed of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to GuangZhou on 27th of February, but will be leaving for KL first on the 22nd of February. Good luck with everything. God bless us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-3014317833652283957?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/3014317833652283957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=3014317833652283957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/3014317833652283957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/3014317833652283957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-7143427662462338862</id><published>2009-01-06T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:20:36.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>Pia Cek!!</title><content type='html'>Seems like I've left my blog for ages till it rusts. Today is the second day of exam and i can still feel the pressure and stress in me (though the exams are not that freaking difficult and tormenting as it seems). Most of the subjects are fundamental subjects, such as Mathematic, Comprehensive English and College Chinese, but there is still some very "abstract" subject such as Mental Health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't predict whether I will do well or not because everything is still a maze for me, in a foreign place, far far away from what I've been used to for the past 19 years. God bless me and Tiffiny. Pray that we will do our best and get what we deserve. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-7143427662462338862?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/7143427662462338862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=7143427662462338862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7143427662462338862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7143427662462338862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2009/01/pia-cek.html' title='Pia Cek!!'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-7887996356337272602</id><published>2008-12-17T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:42:17.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring'/><title type='text'>2 weeks more to exam</title><content type='html'>Exams time is like judgement day for every student, but it's inevitable. I'm going to have my exams within 18 days from now and to be honest, I'm nervous, but helpless. All I can do is to cram everything given and taught by the lecturers. Unlike secondary school, I haven't had any exams prior to now, so the exam formats are still strange and unknown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming soon, but it will be a lonely Christmas for us (Tiffiny and I). We have each other, but nothing is comparable to celebrating Christmas with our beloved families. Receiving presents is one thing, but the warmnest and feeling are different when you have to celebrate such a joyful and sacred event. In China, religious activities are seriously banned because in the concept of China Communist Party, such a small party can be a threat to their national status and religion is considered an obstacle for the nation to develop freely and completely. I don't really approve this "idea" because spiritual development is really helpful as it relieves spiritual pain and provides undefined strength for its believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be different Christmas in a non-religious country. There is always something missing when there is no religios elements in a religious event. But anyway, I'll try to cherish this special Christmas in a foreign place, other than my home sweet home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-7887996356337272602?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/7887996356337272602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=7887996356337272602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7887996356337272602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7887996356337272602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-weeks-more-to-exam.html' title='2 weeks more to exam'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-1786012055869036142</id><published>2008-12-15T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:54:25.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>What the...</title><content type='html'>Today, we had our first in-class exam for Hospital English Conversation. Basically, the aim of the class is to teach the medical students how to interact with their patients. Throughout the whole class, I've learned a lot of medical terms and time is insufficient for me to digest them all. But for the conversation part, I didn't really learn much from it because after the introduction of certain illnesses, the teacher will just let us partners to play roles of doctor and patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we had our first round of oral exam, which requires every partner to stand in front of the class and the "doctor" will try to diagnose the "patient's" condition according to the differential diagnosis. Tiffiny and I did it quite good, if that's what the teacher meant when he said "Very good, guys!". Half of the class haven't had their turn yet because every partner had their turn according to their name list (which is noted down based on their seats). When the whole class finished their first round, we had our second round conversation, Sore Throat, and we have to switch our roles with our partner. As usual, everyone had their turn according to their seat location. And this was when the annoying thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffiny and I (and my friend's team) waited patiently for our turn as the teams in front of us had to give their conversation first. And in a sudden of no where, two teams just overtook our turn and pretended to sit in front of us. Because of these two teams who don't have a clue of what "wait for your turn" means, our turn was postponed. D*mn you all! We had been using this wait-for-your-turn approach since the first day of the class, unless the teacher asked for volunteers or pointed out your team. This is just outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these "outrageous" team were my roommates and their attitude has long been an eye-sore for me. Their arrogance really get into my skin and they are the only person in my room whom I really dislike, especially the other guy who is shorter. He seemed to enjoy teaching people everything, sounds like a know-it-all guy. He even tried to teach me thoeries of playing guitar, though he didn't know how to play. Stop telling Bill Gates how to make Microsoft. I can play guitar far better than you do, and you don't have the right to teach me like I'm a guitar noob. He stopped annoying me after I kept my guitar in my guitar bag, where it is unreachable from him. He once took my guitar and placed it in his room, instead of giving it back to me and say thank you. Quite a dominant guy, if that's the proper word to describe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, though I lost my turn to perform today, at least I've learned something very important about these two guys. A good precaution before getting myself into their traps. When they returned to our dorm, they acted like nothing had happened, but actually some of us were seriously annoyed by their act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical school, known to have gathered most of the elite students (I'm not trying to convey any intelligence or ability discrimination), but because of their intelligence, most of them are seriously damaged by their anxiety and lust of being the best (or better). Well, this is life. I think I have to get myself used to it. "Simon, just endure when you can, or just ignore them." A good advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-1786012055869036142?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/1786012055869036142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=1786012055869036142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1786012055869036142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1786012055869036142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/12/what.html' title='What the...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-3696697699199587364</id><published>2008-12-09T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:59:49.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stolen'/><title type='text'>Screw them!</title><content type='html'>Hai, is this what we called "the unfortunate event"? My bike was stolen two days ago when I parked it at the parking lot below our classroom building! I'm trying to suppress myself from condemning those bastards, but it's very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my roommates lost their bike, and one of them lost two of his bikes. Unlucky, huh? Since the bicycle theft, students complained to the security department to installed one or two surveillance camera around the parking lot, but all they did was installing a few light bulbs there. Maybe the school is trying to ignore us students from causing more troubles for them and they did something as simple as possible to shut us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that day, when my roommates lost their bikes, some of my friends went to buy better quality locks. Original one, instead of the pirated brand. And for myself, I didn't buy a really good lock because I thought it was too costly and unnecessary as I already got one and that was sufficient for me. The next few weeks were quite safe and nothing bad happened. Compared to others, I am the only one using the chain lock, which they considered the lousiest lock because you just have to keep on stabbing the key hole to unlock the whole thing. I didn't buy that as much as others did, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was my pay back for not being sincere with my bicycle's security. Maybe I was really that unlucky to become those filthy bastards target. We complained the whole matter to the security guards on shift and all they did was giving us a whole bunch of excuses. "Sorry wor, sometimes we just didn't notice anything peculiar when we were changing our shift." "What? Many people lost their bicycle too, so don't think it's the end of the world, okay?" "Stop fingering us security guards without any proves, okay?!" Waliu... My friends told me to complain as if I've lost my head and exaggerate about the situation. But, frankly speaking, I was completely empty and when they gave me all those excuses, nah, what for argueing with them? I've lost my bicycle and talking to them was a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I could do i sto assure myself with a very useful assurance when you lost something or being treated in a very unexpected manner, "This is China mah...what can you do about it?" All I wish is that I could cope myself with the whole culture in China as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a new bicycle or not? Dilemma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-3696697699199587364?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/3696697699199587364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=3696697699199587364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/3696697699199587364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/3696697699199587364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/12/screw-them.html' title='Screw them!'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-7754419847125671017</id><published>2008-12-05T23:51:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:49:53.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perform'/><title type='text'>Newbie stage performance</title><content type='html'>Before, I'd mentioned about the dancing practice which kept me busy for quite some time, and all the hard work and sweat were all for that 2 hours performance (or less). So far as I could recall, I had my first stage dance when I was at the Chinese Language and Cultural College 华文学院 in conjunction to the Water Festival. Well, I won't be using much time briefing about the Water Festival, but it was fun and wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the dancing practice, we were "recruited" to perform during the GuangZhou International Tourism Expo at TianHe Stadium 天河体育馆. The organization we are in is called CT, abbreviation for Cultural Troupe in GuangZhou. It was sad to tell you guys about it, but we are actually the last Cultural Troupe representing Malaysia with truly Malaysians in China. The CT groups in Beijing and Shanghai had already been disbanded due to insufficient source of energy. In fact, the dancers for CTs in Beijing and Shanghai were actually China mainland students, instead of Malaysian students!! Wow, that is a really pathetic fact to be heard of. So, I guess we as the last surviving CT group, we have to struggle harder to maintain its survival. To be more realistic, we have to do so too because we will be able to maintain our alternative financial source as we will receive extra reward for each performance we performed (occasionally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my actual topic, the performance was on the 29-30th of November, accompanied by the cold and windy weather. I'll just neglect talking the training, as there were a lot of conflicts and misunderstanding throughout the training (a very common phenomena). I was actually confused about my feelings towards the performance. The mixture of nervousity and ecstasy confused me. I was nervous because that was my newbie experience for performing in front of the public and mass medias. I was ecstatic because I had the chance of training my guts dancing in front of so many people, with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STla4mJ1meI/AAAAAAAABGo/knziweLpoVc/s1600-h/29-11-08_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STla4mJ1meI/AAAAAAAABGo/knziweLpoVc/s320/29-11-08_1113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276348366802229730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My friend saw this in the newspaper regarding the Expo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there by a rented van with our costumes and cosmetic boxes. The scene was kind of grand when you firstly entered the exhibition. It was a open exhibition with many countries' representative stations, but I failed to find Malaysia's representative station till one of my friends led me into a giant booth, and there, I finally saw some posters of Malaysia. Kind of perfunctory for me. And the most serious fact is, there was no one there who is responsible for the brouchures and introduction. Another thing is that we had no "official" fitting room and we had to change our costumes at our Malaysia's station. Pathetic. All the visitors of the expo gathered around our station, looking at us changing our costumes and doing our make ups as if we were animals in the zoo. We were lack of privacy, but we had to get accustomed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlWhml4BFI/AAAAAAAABGA/LB6YyIqBc5Q/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlWhml4BFI/AAAAAAAABGA/LB6YyIqBc5Q/s320/DSC01070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276343573736326226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the way to our so called "fitting-room"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlWg0nmxWI/AAAAAAAABF4/8qiWBHYn12U/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlWg0nmxWI/AAAAAAAABF4/8qiWBHYn12U/s320/DSC01071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276343560321811810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like those balloons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlXXGujBlI/AAAAAAAABGI/iRxNyqrxjs4/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlXXGujBlI/AAAAAAAABGI/iRxNyqrxjs4/s320/DSC01111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276344492895700562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the stage. Try to zoom in the photo. Those dancers were barely wearing any clothes!! Woohooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlY8DBfGMI/AAAAAAAABGQ/IkaYaqdn-DM/s1600-h/DSC01099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlY8DBfGMI/AAAAAAAABGQ/IkaYaqdn-DM/s320/DSC01099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276346227068180674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here the "giant" booth I've mentioned just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlY8wGYBwI/AAAAAAAABGg/2JSqwAYmJSQ/s1600-h/DSC01079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlY8wGYBwI/AAAAAAAABGg/2JSqwAYmJSQ/s320/DSC01079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276346239168284418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The typical posters of Malaysia, with no other races except the Malays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlY8ec49lI/AAAAAAAABGY/xj2jEsLK_kI/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlY8ec49lI/AAAAAAAABGY/xj2jEsLK_kI/s320/DSC01102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276346234430879314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcc4zmPRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/nW06ybZ12BE/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcc4zmPRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/nW06ybZ12BE/s320/DSC01080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276350089796140306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is our "fitting-room"...in the middle of the booth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcctnWbcI/AAAAAAAABHI/rjiibRf72-Y/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcctnWbcI/AAAAAAAABHI/rjiibRf72-Y/s320/DSC01081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276350086791982530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jun Hao with his cosmetician (she's just our CT president)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlccTu0PdI/AAAAAAAABHA/lGAGI5Lwdkg/s1600-h/DSC01082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlccTu0PdI/AAAAAAAABHA/lGAGI5Lwdkg/s320/DSC01082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276350079843974610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caren with the real cosmetician (our dancing Cikgu, he is really good with what he's doing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcb9FGEcI/AAAAAAAABG4/KScjMQRl3Sw/s1600-h/DSC01084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcb9FGEcI/AAAAAAAABG4/KScjMQRl3Sw/s320/DSC01084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276350073763402178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiffiny!! It's so rare to see her with any make ups, but she was gorgeous anyway with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcbQvZKNI/AAAAAAAABGw/pf2NsI8akFs/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlcbQvZKNI/AAAAAAAABGw/pf2NsI8akFs/s320/DSC01085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276350061861218514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me! Our president said that I didn't need any make up coz my skin was already fair enough. A compliment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo9aLJd7I/AAAAAAAABI4/J5q39oPyNsQ/s1600-h/DSC01103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo9aLJd7I/AAAAAAAABI4/J5q39oPyNsQ/s320/DSC01103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276363842648635314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiffiny looked so different in this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo9GHk0DI/AAAAAAAABIw/_uhjye0QOKo/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo9GHk0DI/AAAAAAAABIw/_uhjye0QOKo/s320/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276363837264941106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notice the girl's emotion at the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo89TgEYI/AAAAAAAABIo/-L3JHLMYcno/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo89TgEYI/AAAAAAAABIo/-L3JHLMYcno/s320/DSC01105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276363834899042690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiffiny with her Indian make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo8v9E1LI/AAAAAAAABIg/anrjQ0G3bD4/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo8v9E1LI/AAAAAAAABIg/anrjQ0G3bD4/s320/DSC01106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276363831315322034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Qi Song wore his Sarawakian costume, and it was windy and cold, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo8X1N2aI/AAAAAAAABIY/nwFglaWxuxY/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlo8X1N2aI/AAAAAAAABIY/nwFglaWxuxY/s320/DSC01109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276363824839907746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...he was freezing as Iban's outfit was very simple and little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was very squeezy to change our costumes under the booth and we barely had any space to sit or squat. The lack of privacy was a serious issue because the visitors were holding cameras and some of those irresposible people took photos of those girls changing their costumes. Though the girls did their safety measure, those horny and lusty old man were too over with their action. Despise them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlionGUfVI/AAAAAAAABHg/k1fz-dPhz3U/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlionGUfVI/AAAAAAAABHg/k1fz-dPhz3U/s320/DSC01077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276356888271027538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me in my Malay costume. Kind of suit me, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STljbEa6hdI/AAAAAAAABHo/fVtdpMfkz6c/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STljbEa6hdI/AAAAAAAABHo/fVtdpMfkz6c/s320/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276357755135493586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Tiffiny~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STljp4phf3I/AAAAAAAABHw/lGNW7c0KBL8/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STljp4phf3I/AAAAAAAABHw/lGNW7c0KBL8/s320/DSC01090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276358009673580402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 Malay muskeeteers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlioZLZkuI/AAAAAAAABHY/DLlSl-_KuKo/s1600-h/DSC01091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlioZLZkuI/AAAAAAAABHY/DLlSl-_KuKo/s320/DSC01091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276356884534235874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We 6 newbies in CT! Handsomes and beauties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, I think those Malay costumes suited me quite fit, it is always weird for a Chinese to look good in Malay costume. This is not racial discrimination, but I don't think I will look good in Chinese costume. Kinda sad. But anyway, a lot of visitors asked Tiffiny to take photo with them and that was a great honour because I didn't see many of our other CT members being asked to take photo by any visitors. To my surprise, a lady approached me with her friend and asked me to take photo with her. Hehe. At least that was a good compliment and confirmation for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STllKYWA4hI/AAAAAAAABIA/3zAG2fcjkm0/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STllKYWA4hI/AAAAAAAABIA/3zAG2fcjkm0/s320/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276359667449127442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's Tiffiny with a star-looking lady.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STllKFbPAXI/AAAAAAAABH4/PdSgSoszwcI/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STllKFbPAXI/AAAAAAAABH4/PdSgSoszwcI/s320/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276359662370750834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol, I looked stupid and stiff in this one. Shy mah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were quite early before the performance, so we had our lunch there, provided by a Singaporean cuisin restaurant. The food was very Malaysian (Singapore and Malaysia same one lah) and it was actually our first time eating a very Malaysian style curry after being in China for almost 3 months. Curry in GuangZhou tasted very weirdly, not spicy enough. Besides curry, we had fried rice and friend noodles. We enjoyed the food so much, especially the curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlm_pCiLbI/AAAAAAAABIQ/hD6k7QJzOsM/s1600-h/DSC01093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlm_pCiLbI/AAAAAAAABIQ/hD6k7QJzOsM/s320/DSC01093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276361681975520690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the fried noodle. Fried noodle actually tasted better than fried rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlm_IIkSvI/AAAAAAAABII/JbqC5sJGjs8/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlm_IIkSvI/AAAAAAAABII/JbqC5sJGjs8/s320/DSC01094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276361673142455026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the fried rice, but it tasted a bit different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole exhibition lasted for two days, and we had two different sets of dance. The first package mainly consisted of Malay dances; the second package had more ethnic dances: Malay, Chinese, Indian, Kadazan, Iban and more. Personally, I could remember the dancing steps for the first package clearer, but the second package was quite strange for me because I always forget the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlzu6p28nI/AAAAAAAABJg/PI687w_5RFQ/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlzu6p28nI/AAAAAAAABJg/PI687w_5RFQ/s320/DSC01112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276375688297247346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me acting macho in Kadazan outfit! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlzuT23XoI/AAAAAAAABJY/4c_MtfAcS_o/s1600-h/DSC01114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlzuT23XoI/AAAAAAAABJY/4c_MtfAcS_o/s320/DSC01114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276375677882818178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iban and Kadazan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlzuSbFmjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/p_xcNhGaE30/s1600-h/DSC01115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STlzuSbFmjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/p_xcNhGaE30/s320/DSC01115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276375677497874994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iban and Indian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wearing those costumes for the girls made them look fatter because the girls had to wear so many clothes at a time. Costumes and accessories for the girls were so much more complicating than the guys. The performance went on smoothly, with no technical problems, but I did a lot of mistakes during the dance. I forgot some steps, did some actions too fast, and many more. Embarrassing la! At least I admitted my mistakes. The only thing that really pissed me off is that some people when they did some mistakes, instead of admitting their mistakes, they talked about others' mistakes and complained why others didn't do so. By doing so, other people will not realize the mistakes that those particular people had made. Clever hoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short clip of our dancing. This is the package one dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3N3T5tiaRKI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3N3T5tiaRKI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;This is the package two dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Bq1wkJuJRk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/4Bq1wkJuJRk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;Two weeks of intensive training, two hours of performing. It was an unforgetable experience for a green guy like me, especially when it comes to performing on stage. When I came back from the stadium, I arranged all my costumes and took pictures of them. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1mYAOsgI/AAAAAAAABKA/ggajMmeh2Tk/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1mYAOsgI/AAAAAAAABKA/ggajMmeh2Tk/s320/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276377740580139522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first Malay costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1mMxDzOI/AAAAAAAABJ4/OOvgvwyAUIo/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1mMxDzOI/AAAAAAAABJ4/OOvgvwyAUIo/s320/DSC01131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276377737563720930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second set of Malay outfit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1lqHakmI/AAAAAAAABJw/doy0yV3hiNI/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1lqHakmI/AAAAAAAABJw/doy0yV3hiNI/s320/DSC01133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276377728262247010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kadazan outfit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1lfXHYQI/AAAAAAAABJo/dTKNUQbNUfI/s1600-h/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl1lfXHYQI/AAAAAAAABJo/dTKNUQbNUfI/s320/DSC01134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276377725375308034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last but not least, my Chinese costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for today's post. While writing this post, I caught a flu and my nose became so stuffy that I could hardly breathe. The weather in GuangZhou right now is cool and windy, unlike Beijing which is freezing. I can just wear shorts and sleeveless T-shirt sometimes, but sometimes, I had to wear my thick jacket and looked like a dumpling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go to sleep now. Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl7E2nydoI/AAAAAAAABKI/2RFjlaYEQ6I/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STl7E2nydoI/AAAAAAAABKI/2RFjlaYEQ6I/s320/DSC01123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276383761753339522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-7754419847125671017?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/7754419847125671017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=7754419847125671017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7754419847125671017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7754419847125671017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/12/newbie-stage-performance.html' title='Newbie stage performance'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/STla4mJ1meI/AAAAAAAABGo/knziweLpoVc/s72-c/29-11-08_1113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-5625035243969656741</id><published>2008-11-27T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:24:57.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessed'/><title type='text'>Blessed!</title><content type='html'>Woo hooo!!! Worrying is useless, guys!! As long as you have your trust in God. I'm not trying to exaggerate anyway about God or persuade anyone to believe in God, but I  just want to share something very minor but major for me that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know that I was worrying about my PE test because I had to run 1000m within 4 minutes and 25 seconds (this is the standard of passing). Stamina is always my biggest obstacle in every sport I take part in, especially running. How the hell am I going to run 1000m within such a limited and insufficient time? I had been practicing my stamina by running once every three days at the running track in my school and my consistency in it never lasted for more than 2 weeks. Because of that, I was numb and never worried about the test anymore because I would surely fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was my PE judgment day. I was acting like usual, never worried as I had already predicted my own result. We met our teacher at the running track and we could feel everyone's heart beat. The feelings of anxiety and nervousness crawled among us. We had our first test, 50m running within 8.3seconds. I was a little worried about it too because I always lacked of speed when it comes to sprinting. But I managed to pass it with the result of 8.1seconds. Beyond failing and at the stake. Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the torturing test, 1000m. Everyone had a partner who will help you to remember your time and you know the rest (of course we take care of each others asses la~). My partner finished his 1000m in 4 minutes and 33 seconds, but I told the guy who do the recording 4 minutes and 24 seconds. Hehe. He passed. When its my turn to run, I sighed and went preparing at the starting line. When the teacher shouted "GO!!", everyone rushed and some of them even pushed me aside. I was at my own track and they pushed me. Damn it. I ran and ran with all my might, but I just kept losing behind most of them. Nervousness really slowed me down, while draining my stamina. I thought I was going to fail because I could see no shadows behind me. 2 rounds and a half, finally, I could see the light, Ooops, I meant the finishing line. I gave up my last breathe and charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"4 minutes and 18 seconds for this spectacle guy!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!! CHEEZE AND RICE (a more polite way of saying "Jesus Christ")!!!! I PASSED!!! If I doubted about passing the test for a while while I was running, I could be 7 seconds behind, but I didn't!!! I PASSED the FREAKING PE TEST!!! I was speechless, but overjoy! Many a word of praising God came into my mind at the moment I heard my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I could feel my legs and my head was heavy, nothing worthed more than that 4 minutes and 18 seconds. Most of my friends accomplished their test with better results, around 3 minutes and 25-50 seconds, but I was satisfied with mine. God really blesses me, whenever I need him, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God really blesses everyone, no matter how good or bad you are. We always neglect God's work when we accomplished something, and beg for His help when we are in deep trouble. Praise him, and you will be fruitful. That's all I wanted to share with all of you. May God be with you always! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-5625035243969656741?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/5625035243969656741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=5625035243969656741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5625035243969656741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5625035243969656741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed.html' title='Blessed!'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-4604656962623608678</id><published>2008-11-24T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:13:25.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solved'/><title type='text'>Solved...</title><content type='html'>We had our dorm discussion today. Our very first discussion together, though it might be a little too late. We discussed about out troubles and conflicts in our dorm, and I was in a very doubtful mood during the whole process. I just want to make myself clear with the situation, especially matters related to the money I paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, they mentioned about my multi-plug adapter. Finally, something triggered my anger hiding deep inside my heart. When they asked about my opinion, I erupted like a volcano (a little bit exaggerating, but I seldom talk in such an angry tone) and I just spitted out everything I had in my mind. At least I made myself understood. They paid me the amount of money I used to buy my new adapter, RMB 45, though I still have to pay less amount of money for the steamboat (win-win condition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made most of my statements clear and the outcome was satisfying (at least from what I've heard for everyone). I just hope that things will be better and 8 of us can live together like a family. For certain issues, we have to make things clearer, but the most important thing is that everyone must understand the purpose for doing so. It's not about the lack of trust, it's about minimising all the possible problems awaiting. Money is a devil's tool to men's self-destruction. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporal issue solved, but there will be more in the future. God, be with us always!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-4604656962623608678?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/4604656962623608678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=4604656962623608678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4604656962623608678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4604656962623608678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/solved.html' title='Solved...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-7587150485701403642</id><published>2008-11-22T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:39:34.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilemma'/><title type='text'>Dilemma...</title><content type='html'>Today, we had a steamboat party in our dorm, though cooking is seriously prohibited in every dormitory. Well, I wasn't expecting much from it because I had my serious lesson after the 1st BBQ party of our class. Things always ended up the opposite way, I mean negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had to pay RMB20 for the steamboat and personally, that was the maximum amount of money I could afford for such an activity because our dorm financial consumption had already override my personal budget. We had paying too much for our dorm expenses, and some of the stuffs were quite unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the steamboat, I was surprised by the variety of food they bought for the steamboat. It was actually not bad because they bought almost every basic stuff, like meatballs, frozen meat, noodles, and many more. Quite a luxury. But the only thing that triggered my anger was that they put nearly everything near my place, unplugged all my electrical plugs (without consulting me), and inserted their own cooking devices' plugs on mine. That was a necessary act, but it is considered rude to intrude my place without my knowledge. I tried to calm myself down, while worrying when my electrical cable would melt. It did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were enjoying the food, while watching Prison Break Season 1. Suddenly, I smelt something fishy, like burning plastic. No one suspected it. The first thing that came into my mind was my cables. Damn it!!! SHIT!! My whole cable melted and the heat was increasing. Immediately, I pulled out the main plug, while resisting the minor burn. Everyone wow-ed when they saw the smoke, but some of my roommates really made me very angry. They intruded my stuff and when they "burned" my thing, they assumed that it was no their trouble. Its  mine, because I bought a lousy multi-plug adapter. There was another unoccupied socket at the other side, near the other roommate of mine. When we mentioned why they didn't use that socket, his face turned black. Wow! That selfishness, okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the incident, everyone moved the table to the other side and continued their "important" business. F**K!! Sorry for using foul words, but that is the best word for me to express my feeling. Those HK people have been exciting my patience for a very long time. Their loud music bass, screaming and money-wasting have been troubling me for months, and to maintain an "okay" relationship with them, I have been tolerating, a great deal. But too much is too much. They always want to buy this and that without thinking those items are really necessary. They always buy stuffs without really getting our permission. They asked if we need a vacuum cleaner and I said that wait till everyone agreed then we'll consider it. I haven't agreed on it yet. Then the next few days, they bought the vacuum cleaner. We had been using the brooms to clean our dorm for almost a month and everything was okay. A vacuum cleaer is more convenient, but not too necessary. In other words, their action was too barbaric to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? My first instinct told me to argue with them, but many advised me that it would be a complete waste. I have to stay with them for the further 6 years, or less, and I'm really confused. Great dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, or anyone, please enlighten me the wisest solution. The more I tolerate, the bolder they will get to "bully" me. Forgive me for condeming HK people, but I was just fingering some of the HK people in my dorm. This is not country discrimination, but the fact in my dorm. I never had a word about my situation to them because I thought they would really understand and change. But the steamboat incident really proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If money can solve every trouble, it will never be trouble anymore. But if things are getting more ridiculous, you people have really crossed my barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-7587150485701403642?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/7587150485701403642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=7587150485701403642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7587150485701403642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/7587150485701403642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-4026013110972588713</id><published>2008-11-20T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:42:41.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>Pissed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://persistentillusion.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/pissed_off_by_rdsullivan.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://persistentillusion.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/pissed_off_by_rdsullivan.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my expression for today...GRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-4026013110972588713?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/4026013110972588713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=4026013110972588713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4026013110972588713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4026013110972588713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/pissed.html' title='Pissed...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-1070923026473960863</id><published>2008-11-18T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:39:43.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complains'/><title type='text'>Regret...</title><content type='html'>How many regrets do we have within out lifetime? Uncountable, maybe, but I do have some regrets these days, regarding my life in Jinan U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed, or unbelievably, to be voted as the monitor of my class, Clinical Medicine '08. I never got this title before in my whole life, and the most I got was only Vice Monitor. Surprised, huh? Yeah, I was like a drug addict who finally got his drug. I felt like a new life and beginning for myself. I volunteered myself for the vote and I got most of the votes. A good confirmation for me, till I heard what our adviser told me about my job. Now, I know why most people didn't prefer being a monitor at the first place because a monitor has to be like a one- man-show in most of the tasks delivered by any authorities. Not only so, you must also be a good social-guy because you have to built a good relationship with nearly every important people in school. I volunteered myself not because I want to get more GPAs or reputation. I just want to train my responsibility. I proposed to our adviser that maybe every class committee will get choose someone as their assistant to make things easier, but I was denied. Next, I got to finish a whole contact list of the whole class within a night, but I only got less than 3 hours till 12am. No one was really willing to help, and you can see that clearly in everyone's face. All the complicating and troublesome prosedures of the school administration were piling behind me, but I had no other options to delay the tasks given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd finished the contact list at 2am, with Tiffiny helping me most of the time. I hadn't even stepped into my dorm for more than 3 hours during that period as the class monitor because the first few days of school was really hectic. Besides, I promised my family to be their tour guide in Guangzhou at the same time. I'd to arrange my classmates to get their text books and the whole school procedure really made me mad!!! Unlike Malaysia, you have to run to at least 3 different departments in order to accomplish a certain task. Most of all, there was no linkage between every departments, so you have to repeat the same thing again and again at different places. It was a big dilemma for me, but I decided to quit being a class monitor. Maybe after this, I would have sufficient time to deal with my other complications.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I quitted. I promised not to be regret for this decision, but the new monitor made me so disappointed that I nearly cried, not literally. She's giving me a feeling that she was born yesterday and the whole world is still a stranger for her. WALAU EH!!! The teacher asked the other committee to organize a BBQ party, but as a monitor, you didn't even care to ask a few things about the situation, but to cross your arms during the whole process. WAKAO EH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of anyone who called the bus company for a bus at 4pm and you need it at 6pm? You can't book a bus as if you were ordering pizza from Pizza Hut! WALIU EH!!! As a monitor, you have communicate with the classmates, including the foreigners. And the new monitor asked my friend to talk for her because she found it difficult to communicate with the foreigners. You should be there, at least, to show your resposibility and honesty, but this excuse is a B.S. to me. Everything is too fake from her. But this is the reality. Different people, different style. I'm quite numb right now, after all these tragedies. As Shakespeare says, "What is history is a prologue." This is just a beginning of the story, and we still have 6 years waiting ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Look at the bright side, Simon. At least you have more time for yourself after you quit. Ya, that's true. If you want me to study whenever I'm free, or make myself busy for something that is unworthy to me (pissed myself or make my life shorter, illiterally), that would be a hell on earth for me. Life consists of sweat: sweat of struggle and fun. Life will be very miserable if you have been struggling the whole way through, especially in your university life, right? I could do better, but I let my chance slipped. Next time, maybe? I will be fully-armed next time, so be careful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, I'm feeling so much better right now, after the pill given by a friend of mine. Wow, the pill was like an elixir and it didn't only relieved my fever, I could actually stand the freezing wind throughout the whole day, while some of my friends were wrapped like mummies. God really blessed me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we are going to record down the whole dancing process as a reference for every body and I am still a bit unconfident with my dancing skill. But our president told us that during the show, there will be TV workers coming for interviews. Lol, my first live dance on TV, if I managed to survive the qualification!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me and you! Bye bye! No regrets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-1070923026473960863?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/1070923026473960863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=1070923026473960863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1070923026473960863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1070923026473960863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/regret.html' title='Regret...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-4655790967286096837</id><published>2008-11-17T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:32:39.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>Fragile...</title><content type='html'>Damn I hate being fragile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday, I had one of my worst fever in China, I meant my first fever in China. Weeks before, I started to lose my appetite and I didn't really eat much. And that causes my weight to drop gradually. Nothing seemed delicious or appetizing to me. Tiffiny even suspected that I had anorexia (厌食症).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to bed quite early yesterday, at around 8pm and I could feel myself in a giant oven. My body was heating up and I didn't had enough sleep. Today, my whole body felt so weak and steamy that I could hardly do anything or think anything rationally. What a mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffiny got a febrifuge (a new word I've learned from dictionary, meaning anti-fever) pill from a friend and at least after the nap I took by skipping the CT dancing practice, I felt so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for today. Thank you for looking after me, Tiffiny. You are the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-4655790967286096837?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/4655790967286096837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=4655790967286096837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4655790967286096837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/4655790967286096837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/fragile.html' title='Fragile...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-8328453448136860814</id><published>2008-11-15T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:08:43.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy!!!</title><content type='html'>Hai....these few days are a bit hectic and tiring. Back from the hypnotizing and boring classes, I am always tired and frustrated, especially when the class is conducted in English. Assignments are not so piling, but they are just boring. How I wish my assignments could be done with practical experiences, instead of typing documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've joined the Malaysia Culture Troupe in Guangzhou and its a culture dance group monitored by the Malaysia Tourism Department. The first month's practice was relaxing but from 15th to 30th of November, we will be having very intensive dancing practice, specially choreographed and monitored by a Sabah ethnic dance teacher. He actually flew from Malaysia to Guangzhou to teach us. It seemed like the MTC (Malaysia Tourism Department) invested a lot of effore for this practice because in the end of Novemeber, there will be a Tourism Expo in TianHe Stadium, Guangzhou. A very grand one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing is always a knot for me, especially for my stiff joints and muscles. But dancing is a good exercise for a lazy person like me. I just dislike running around the field or whatever. But there's another problem coming. I have to have my PE test in two weeks time and I barely had enough practice of it. I joined the badminton club of my PE class and so far, the badminton test is the easiest, among all the other tests. I also have to run 1000m within 4 minutes and 10 seconds!! What the heck!!! I seldom run and that will be like killing me. I'm doomed!!!! I HATE EXERCISING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please bless me with better lung capacity and stamina. I'll go to run once every two days. Please bless me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-8328453448136860814?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/8328453448136860814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=8328453448136860814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8328453448136860814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8328453448136860814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy!!!'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-2882600657449641808</id><published>2008-10-29T00:29:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:21:45.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilin Trip'/><title type='text'>Holiday in Guilin (5)</title><content type='html'>After the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impression&lt;/span&gt;", we were all quite annoyed because we had been feeding those bastard mosquitoes for nearly an hour. The whole crowd left immediately after the show, but we were not really impressed by the show because there were not much surprise or breakthrough, though I have to admit that they do put some effort in completing the show. We reached our mini-van after a few minutes walk and headed our accommodation. We were a bit tired but we had not had our walk along the night market in Guilin near our hotel. It was nearly 9pm and the market was heating up with the crowd increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to walk for about ten minutes before reaching the market and along the path, we stopped by some shops with special discounts on their goods. When we reached the market, we were a bit surprised by the crowded atmosphere and we could wait to drill ourselves into the crowd. I did saw some VCDs and DVDs of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Impression&lt;/span&gt;" but I bet they were all pirated because of the difference in price. There were a lot of handicrafts available here, but they were all quite costly. One handmade ball-bell for RMB10, but you can actually get one for less than RMB5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKY1jeJ1I/AAAAAAAAA94/SxqMg-owgFY/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKY1jeJ1I/AAAAAAAAA94/SxqMg-owgFY/s320/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256480158885714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere near the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZNikEAI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IWpBzQ6DZMQ/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZNikEAI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IWpBzQ6DZMQ/s320/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256486597529602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knitting and marbles handicraft. Quite significant, but expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZkhkfcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/3pb4MQsIOYw/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZkhkfcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/3pb4MQsIOYw/s320/DSC00621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256492767378882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To finish the whole street, you need around 1 hour or maybe more, if you are a shopaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZ55nZII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/W1z6NH8Sdfg/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZ55nZII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/W1z6NH8Sdfg/s320/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256498505376898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catchy keychains with food, e.g. sushi, pork steak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZPEqQvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/HMIWTDyCsWY/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQdKZPEqQvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/HMIWTDyCsWY/s320/DSC00620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256487008977650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An interesting name for a restaurant, 没有饭店 ("No Restaurant" in English).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were quite some bars and pubs along the market street, mostly managed by foreigners who enjoyed staying in Guilin and opened their own business here. We were told that most foreigners worked in their own country for several months and they saved all their earnings to spend in Guilin. They would spend quite a period of time in Guilin till they finished spending their money and they would go back to their own country again, repeating the loop again. I'm really impressed by their freelance spirit, but I won't do so. Not my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk was getting bored very soon as I couldn't find anything that really caught my attention. We went back at around 11pm, but suddenly realized that one of my uncles was lost!! OMG!! We searched every alley and corner but all we could find was nothing. We were so worried he might have got abducted, drugged or whatever. We couldn't reach his cellphone and everyone of us panicked. We gave up looking for him, assuring ourselves with all kinds of reasons. Maybe he just went back to the hotel. When we reached our hotel, he was actually in his room watching tv!!! WALAU EH!!! My grandma scolded him like a kid and the whole scene was so funny. Enough of the nag, we all went for our sweet sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time passed by without noticed and it was our last day in Guilin. We had our breakfast in the reastaurant's cafeteria. BUFFET!!! The food was okay but I didn't eat much. Still dozing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnuLtUE4AI/AAAAAAAAA-g/90eBvB56tfo/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnuLtUE4AI/AAAAAAAAA-g/90eBvB56tfo/s320/DSC00629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262999524468908034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My uncle noticed this hill and there was actually a small house on top of it. Zoom and look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakfast was brief and we left for our next destination, 叠彩山  (I don't the English translation for this, "Mount Die Chai"). We were told that this mountain was actually Guilin highest mountain, but it would be a dwarf if compared to Malaysia's Mount Kinabalu. There was nothing really special about that mountain, unless you are interested in history and myth of Guilin. I forgot much of the story but I'll just let the pictures tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwphUDUII/AAAAAAAAA-o/gDz99jOkRqw/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwphUDUII/AAAAAAAAA-o/gDz99jOkRqw/s320/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263002235666911362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to Mount Die Chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwqWquRKI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zEdlcIrPv3I/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwqWquRKI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zEdlcIrPv3I/s320/DSC00640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263002249989080226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There were people available to carry you up with that traditional bamboo-thing, but for RMB200+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwrBQgjzI/AAAAAAAAA-4/E2x3BxHqhGQ/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwrBQgjzI/AAAAAAAAA-4/E2x3BxHqhGQ/s320/DSC00641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263002261421854514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like this dragon+turtle statue pouring water. The water was actually filtered naturally, cold and icy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwrEI1DYI/AAAAAAAAA_A/r9ts0q4BZRQ/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwrEI1DYI/AAAAAAAAA_A/r9ts0q4BZRQ/s320/DSC00642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263002262194949506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, almost the top of the hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwrmztQBI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O0yzAPSP4Zg/s1600-h/DSC00645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnwrmztQBI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O0yzAPSP4Zg/s320/DSC00645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263002271501598738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is the famous Wind Cave (Not the one in Malaysia) in Guilin. Very historical and mythical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnywqnMcZI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dWnNJ3jDAV4/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnywqnMcZI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dWnNJ3jDAV4/s320/DSC00643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004557445460370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheese~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnywJFmELI/AAAAAAAAA_o/qB3FBjLDMU4/s1600-h/DSC00646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnywJFmELI/AAAAAAAAA_o/qB3FBjLDMU4/s320/DSC00646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004548446163122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;风洞, Wind Cave~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnyvXTHxKI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HKPHPCddWjk/s1600-h/DSC00647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnyvXTHxKI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HKPHPCddWjk/s320/DSC00647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004535081125026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The portrait of some patriots and poets. And also some Buddhism carvings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnyu3-HiDI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bLUME2JU1ec/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnyu3-HiDI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bLUME2JU1ec/s320/DSC00649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004526671530034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnyuk5DU3I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uiUoWABlbAs/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQnyuk5DU3I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/uiUoWABlbAs/s320/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004521550009202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ei, I think I messed up the whole story!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remembered that we went to the actual "highest mountain in Guilin", but I forgot the itinerary order. Nevermind, I'll just show you guys pictures then. Lousy memory of mine screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0s-puQLI/AAAAAAAABAY/t5I_w2TKrms/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0s-puQLI/AAAAAAAABAY/t5I_w2TKrms/s320/DSC00653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263006693128552626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We walked so many stairs in Guilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0sNRDZEI/AAAAAAAABAQ/PPtNWmkoVLI/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0sNRDZEI/AAAAAAAABAQ/PPtNWmkoVLI/s320/DSC00652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263006679871743042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Continued walking....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0r7IDBKI/AAAAAAAABAI/G_WItzVlnRA/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0r7IDBKI/AAAAAAAABAI/G_WItzVlnRA/s320/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263006675002131618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some old village near the mountain...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0rxsuFyI/AAAAAAAABAA/nl-JPXkHrQo/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0rxsuFyI/AAAAAAAABAA/nl-JPXkHrQo/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263006672471594786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bird-view of Guilin city from the top of the mountain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0rmP5N1I/AAAAAAAAA_4/U2fGtRqvGZI/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn0rmP5N1I/AAAAAAAAA_4/U2fGtRqvGZI/s320/DSC00661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263006669397899090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sky was quite foggy because it was raining...again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn16isiKgI/AAAAAAAABBA/bwUwfnY3QCk/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn16isiKgI/AAAAAAAABBA/bwUwfnY3QCk/s320/DSC00663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263008025653946882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehe, my retarded face!! Leaving now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn16gsZWJI/AAAAAAAABA4/pzb56G9y_kc/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn16gsZWJI/AAAAAAAABA4/pzb56G9y_kc/s320/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263008025116498066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know why, but my fingers looked a bit deformed here....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn154qRe1I/AAAAAAAABAw/n18qGFzexMM/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn154qRe1I/AAAAAAAABAw/n18qGFzexMM/s320/DSC00665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263008014370175826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next destination. Read the plate from the right to left, not the reverse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn156X5w7I/AAAAAAAABAo/qSC4KAmuHJM/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn156X5w7I/AAAAAAAABAo/qSC4KAmuHJM/s320/DSC00666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263008014829994930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The garden was quite good looking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn15mzJRnI/AAAAAAAABAg/sVd5pB8tKBw/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn15mzJRnI/AAAAAAAABAg/sVd5pB8tKBw/s320/DSC00667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263008009575548530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another dwarf-like mountain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3fmmEq7I/AAAAAAAABBo/xeCKKrz0rDc/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3fmmEq7I/AAAAAAAABBo/xeCKKrz0rDc/s320/DSC00668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263009761867377586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peacock bushes~i like this one so much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3fHmlb4I/AAAAAAAABBg/00FUQxDNoQ4/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3fHmlb4I/AAAAAAAABBg/00FUQxDNoQ4/s320/DSC00674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263009753548025730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the famous LiJiang, again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3eeEXSFI/AAAAAAAABBY/7Va5-TbTFC0/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3eeEXSFI/AAAAAAAABBY/7Va5-TbTFC0/s320/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263009742398638162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During the winter, some beh-kia-si people will come here for winter swim. Weird hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3eJlPGoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/WaPLwRc0Zn8/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3eJlPGoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/WaPLwRc0Zn8/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263009736899369602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the endangered tribe in Guilin, 水上人家 (Water Resident? No idea...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;水上人家, these people had been living on their boats in the river for their whole generation and they have some weird "restrictions" regarding their lives in the river. If someone were found drowning in the water by these people, they were not allowed to save those drowning victims, directly. They assumed that if they saved those victims, they would be considered unrespectful towards the God of the Sea, as it was the god's will to drown them. The most they could do was to pull you out from the river and put you on a random isle near the river, but not on the land. The China Government tried to presuade those people to live on land, but many of them could not get used to the modern living on land. Weird huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3d45RIQI/AAAAAAAABBI/sfTQ7hJYPDg/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn3d45RIQI/AAAAAAAABBI/sfTQ7hJYPDg/s320/DSC00677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263009732419985666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the 千人锅 (Thousand People's pot). It was used to cook food for thousands of refugees in a temple during the Japanese attack. The Japanese bombed the temple and the pot was a little bit damaged. The authorities moved the pot from the temple to here and preserved it well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn7TiH2K2I/AAAAAAAABBw/2OpYbZLjg1g/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQn7TiH2K2I/AAAAAAAABBw/2OpYbZLjg1g/s320/DSC00679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263013952554937186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An ancient bell passed down for generations. The bell was carved with hundreds of officials and poets to show their protest against the emperor's decision to marry the princess to the barbarian's ruler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMg063l7I/AAAAAAAABCY/AezDuQPcajs/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMg063l7I/AAAAAAAABCY/AezDuQPcajs/s320/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263173610125105074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There was an entrance near the ancient bell leading towards another side of the mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgmDzVEI/AAAAAAAABCQ/JJUQ2RcL-ig/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgmDzVEI/AAAAAAAABCQ/JJUQ2RcL-ig/s320/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263173606136042562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There were alot of these Buddhism statues carved along the passage decades ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgU3hvKI/AAAAAAAABCI/keY8iIZbDy8/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgU3hvKI/AAAAAAAABCI/keY8iIZbDy8/s320/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263173601521155234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two poets playing Chinese chess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgZceoUI/AAAAAAAABCA/bKPsWAr-1YY/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgZceoUI/AAAAAAAABCA/bKPsWAr-1YY/s320/DSC00684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263173602749882690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 还珠河 (River HuanZhu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgFa2VpI/AAAAAAAABB4/CklqeEWekQM/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SQqMgFa2VpI/AAAAAAAABB4/CklqeEWekQM/s320/DSC00685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263173597374338706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at that direction pointed by the lady. That was the most precious and age-old artifact carved on the wall. The carvings were fading so you can't see them clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7cU2tDQI/AAAAAAAABDg/dTuLqE4I5Dw/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7cU2tDQI/AAAAAAAABDg/dTuLqE4I5Dw/s320/DSC00688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054797193350402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAH!!! ADMANTIUS ("women of steel" in Latin) CARRYING A GIANT STONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7cm7hFcI/AAAAAAAABDo/FbtqY0HrZzU/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7cm7hFcI/AAAAAAAABDo/FbtqY0HrZzU/s320/DSC00686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054802045375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is actually the legendary stone which was penetrated by the  legendary General's arrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7cE8uCKI/AAAAAAAABDY/Yp3E8A5M9Os/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7cE8uCKI/AAAAAAAABDY/Yp3E8A5M9Os/s320/DSC00692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054792923613346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the pictures drawn by blowing the ink onto the paper. Found it at the hill foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7b-SZyfI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NwGtDRX9heQ/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7b-SZyfI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NwGtDRX9heQ/s320/DSC00693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054791135513074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the statue of legendary General whom I've mentioned just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is actually the last day for us in Guilin. We had to be at the train station before 6pm so we had our our dinner a bit early at the local restaurant. We were served with their famous Cantonese food and I have to admit that the food is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7brNaA2I/AAAAAAAABDI/56gVO3U3_a4/s1600-h/DSC00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRE7brNaA2I/AAAAAAAABDI/56gVO3U3_a4/s320/DSC00711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054786014282594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roasted duck~with it's head served. "Please eat me~~Dumb DUMB!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDaRXt9aI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Zzy5C12EjpY/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDaRXt9aI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Zzy5C12EjpY/s320/DSC00712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204295479719330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like this one too. Fried fish fillet with sweet and sour sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDaMo6O3I/AAAAAAAABEI/iG7FLcxksN4/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDaMo6O3I/AAAAAAAABEI/iG7FLcxksN4/s320/DSC00713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204294209649522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is this?? Oh ya, deep fried fish with sauce. It's just so so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDZmZjNCI/AAAAAAAABEA/WymYG_c4W98/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDZmZjNCI/AAAAAAAABEA/WymYG_c4W98/s320/DSC00714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204283944678434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steamed winter melon. This is my first time having winter melon in a such creative approach. Nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDZGLGaxI/AAAAAAAABD4/bbe1TPifihg/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDZGLGaxI/AAAAAAAABD4/bbe1TPifihg/s320/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204275294137106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is pork with yam (or taro). Guilin's specialty. You have to have both the meat and yam together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDY3MOouI/AAAAAAAABDw/PwFZfCMknlk/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHDY3MOouI/AAAAAAAABDw/PwFZfCMknlk/s320/DSC00717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204271272338146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like their toilet. I mean their washing basin. For their toilet, every toilet is connected with a drain. If someone had their poo poo at the other toilet, you could actually see their "gold" flowing along the drain. Yucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGT4jjYLI/AAAAAAAABE4/xr1oF3JMWtI/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGT4jjYLI/AAAAAAAABE4/xr1oF3JMWtI/s320/DSC00718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207484274139314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The restaurant's interior, very oriental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGTcAZueI/AAAAAAAABEw/2UfePSmfHCs/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGTcAZueI/AAAAAAAABEw/2UfePSmfHCs/s320/DSC00720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207476610513378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We finished everything, except some of the yams. Lol, not enough meat to eat with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGTIqe7RI/AAAAAAAABEo/V0aJaZ8OnT0/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGTIqe7RI/AAAAAAAABEo/V0aJaZ8OnT0/s320/DSC00721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207471418305810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, this is the look of the restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we were brought to a famous silk showroom in Guilin. I was trying to take a few photos in it but I was caught by the salesgirl. Damn. One of them actually followed me for some time to make sure I was being obedient. Anyway, they said that many country leaders came to Guilin for their high quality silk, but I don't buy that anyway. The silk produce here are quite expensive, due to their quality and workmanship. But the only trouble is their designs are a bit off-fashion. Or outdated in other words. Big flowers and cheackboards design, but many people prefer plain design these days. Anyway, the quality is really good. One pillow with so-called therapy purpose and silk sheet cost RMB100+...walau eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGS-K6u6I/AAAAAAAABEg/LdPPyDa9k8I/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGS-K6u6I/AAAAAAAABEg/LdPPyDa9k8I/s320/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207468601555874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I only managed to take this photo. Can you see Dr. M in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the silk factory, we were to a nearby massage centre, specially made available for those retired armies, but we were given a chance to try it. Actually, the whole massage centre was based on Tibetan medicine, with Tibetan physicians there. We were told that Tibetan physicians normally practise their diagnosis by looking at their patients palm and face. Something similar to the Chinese fortune teller stuff. Believe it or not, I don't really. Talking about massage, I really "enjoyed" the massage there because my massager kept on touching and "molesting" my feet, instead of giving me pain and scream. The most important thing is that massager is a GUY!!! WALAU EH!!! THAT WAS SO GAYISH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGSpEvX4I/AAAAAAAABEY/jASqgRRPjuo/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHGSpEvX4I/AAAAAAAABEY/jASqgRRPjuo/s320/DSC00725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207462938500994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's one of the Tibetan physician giving the introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHmplQmdsI/AAAAAAAABFA/oc3a5h3B5J8/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHmplQmdsI/AAAAAAAABFA/oc3a5h3B5J8/s320/DSC00724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265243041423587010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the typical map you see at every massage center. I don't really understand those feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the massage was a new experience for me, especially when a guy "molested" my hairy feet. Maybe he just like the way my feet smells. Anyway, at the massage center, there were a few Tibetan physician giving everyone of us a little examination on our palm and the way they speak was what I expected. There are only two ways: 1, they would say that you are very healthy, but you would need one or two of their "specially" prescribed medication; 2, they would look t at you with a very  mysterious and frightening look, and say that you need urgent treatment because your sickness would cause you a lot trouble. Some believed them, but it might need a lot more effort to convince me anything about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting late so we had to hurry up for our train. Before we reached the train station, we were brought to another shopping street in Guilin, somewhere near the station. We should be there at the first place when we reached Guilin because there were a lot more stuff to look at here. But anyway, we had to rush so we just bought some mineral water and bread for our first train trip!! Haha, it was actually our 1st time taking a long-distance trip by train. Kinda excited though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHraICy3zI/AAAAAAAABFI/2DYtD0kB0Bg/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHraICy3zI/AAAAAAAABFI/2DYtD0kB0Bg/s320/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248273441152818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was our train's departure time. Have to fight and rush to reach our seat in the train...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHrbI8lK-I/AAAAAAAABFY/jJjFVpL2JD0/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHrbI8lK-I/AAAAAAAABFY/jJjFVpL2JD0/s320/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248290863393762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the toilet at the train station, very similar to the one at the restaurant I mentioned just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHraiXo1RI/AAAAAAAABFQ/08K-B9vCrC0/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHraiXo1RI/AAAAAAAABFQ/08K-B9vCrC0/s320/DSC00731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248280507897106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me in the train!!! Hehe, inaugural trip, here we go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the gate opened, everyone rushed and squeezed as if the train station is going to exploded within seconds. It was quite far before we could reach our designated compartment and we didn't really have much time to take extra breathe. Everyone became Hercules in that instant because we had to carry our burdensome luggages and we actually ran with them! Adrenaline really helped a lot when we got nervous and stressed. We booked 6 hard-beds and the beds we booked were actually not so bad for such considerate price. The journey was a bit bumpy at first, but when you got too tired and sleepy, you won't anything while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHuLXYrdRI/AAAAAAAABFw/B5Eqns1Tc_8/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHuLXYrdRI/AAAAAAAABFw/B5Eqns1Tc_8/s320/DSC00739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265251318396318994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the way to GuangZHou~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHuLPxbFdI/AAAAAAAABFo/vmJD4D7UU6g/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHuLPxbFdI/AAAAAAAABFo/vmJD4D7UU6g/s320/DSC00738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265251316352619986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's the kitchen in the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHuK0IsmoI/AAAAAAAABFg/FxcRIkTNysM/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SRHuK0IsmoI/AAAAAAAABFg/FxcRIkTNysM/s320/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265251308934044290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The seats in the cafeteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the train and Guilin. For the details about the train, i'll just make it brief. There were ladies selling almost every basic stuff you need along the trip, e.g. food, toothbrush, fruits, drinks, towels and many more. Except those rubber tubes (if you get what I meant ^^).  There were toilets and basins at every end of the compartments, and also hot-and-cold water. We left Guilin at around 7pm and arrived in Guangzhou 13 hours later, approximately 8am. Not bad for my first train experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for Guilin and the coming posts will be about GuangZhou. So, thank you for visiting my blog. Best wishes to everyone and may the angels of love be with us who are away from home and families. Frankly speaking, I really miss my hometown, though I promised my parents not to be so homesick. But, as I always say, "外国的月亮特别圆，但终会有点缺，而那块缺就是家. The moon in foreign places looks specially round, but there is always something missing and that something is the feeling of being home."  Home is always the best and warmest place on earth. I love you all!!! See you all when I'm back to Kuching!!! 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The food there was so authentic and a bit similar to Malaysian style that we considered it the best food we ever had in Guilin. The restaurant was called 农家庄 (maybe "Peasant Restaurant"?). The environment was very relaxing. Imagine having your lunch with your family near the silent river. Sounds so idyllic. Here's some pictures again. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG8jt_p9I/AAAAAAAAA5A/1WE-y0xD-uE/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG8jt_p9I/AAAAAAAAA5A/1WE-y0xD-uE/s320/DSC00523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256271352544864210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to 农家庄!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG8jANlNI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ARglX9IE6lY/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG8jANlNI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ARglX9IE6lY/s320/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256271352352838866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The environment here is so pretty, like what I expected.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG9J6cnqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/X-flugmCTM0/s1600-h/DSC00525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG9J6cnqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/X-flugmCTM0/s320/DSC00525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256271362797641378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We saw this floating balloon which is big enough to fit 3 persons near the river, but we could not find the person responsible for it, so no fun...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG9a1cRvI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/0dSQfgsTJLk/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG9a1cRvI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/0dSQfgsTJLk/s320/DSC00526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256271367340050162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, this is where they store the unused bamboo rafts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG9gsABdI/AAAAAAAAA5g/v3FmxX96yK8/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIG9gsABdI/AAAAAAAAA5g/v3FmxX96yK8/s320/DSC00527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256271368911062482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I took this at the restaurant. A scenic view, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2BvCFoI/AAAAAAAAA5o/EaaxMgxsQHE/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2BvCFoI/AAAAAAAAA5o/EaaxMgxsQHE/s320/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256277837412963970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was what we had for lunch. I actually enjoyed all the food. It's finger licking good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2DCaWJI/AAAAAAAAA5w/f9QnDJeT5wA/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2DCaWJI/AAAAAAAAA5w/f9QnDJeT5wA/s320/DSC00529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256277837762680978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the 辣油鸡. I liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2cHawiI/AAAAAAAAA54/Xs5tHNu04e4/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2cHawiI/AAAAAAAAA54/Xs5tHNu04e4/s320/DSC00531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256277844494565922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the steamed conch. Not bad, just not so fleshy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2ZgD2ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/YyEwjEaM1ng/s1600-h/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIM2ZgD2ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/YyEwjEaM1ng/s320/DSC00532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256277843792615826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watermelon fishies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food suited our appetite and as for myself, I wanted to have more but we had to keep up with our itinerary. Next location, river tour at 漓江 LiJiang. We had to walk through a small village before we could reach our boat. When we entered the village, I could feel like I went back 30 years ago in China. You'll get what I meant later in the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPISgrnYYFI/AAAAAAAAA6I/IoyA0W25wgQ/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPISgrnYYFI/AAAAAAAAA6I/IoyA0W25wgQ/s320/DSC00537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256284067767803986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is too blur, but you'll get the picture.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPISg8mtn7I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ZlRnLmF94pg/s1600-h/DSC00539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPISg8mtn7I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ZlRnLmF94pg/s320/DSC00539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256284072328404914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking through the village. The villagers there kept on looking at us in an eerie look through their houses' windows. So scary.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIShOUuwHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XW-DG2JA70Q/s1600-h/DSC00542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIShOUuwHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XW-DG2JA70Q/s320/DSC00542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256284077084819570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the SiFu making paper fans. He's good in what he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIfQ2utzaI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/34rrHIQW10I/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIfQ2utzaI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/34rrHIQW10I/s320/DSC00582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256298089524612514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I took this at the fan factory. I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIShGGs7MI/AAAAAAAAA6g/C0-bRWLFIaY/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIShGGs7MI/AAAAAAAAA6g/C0-bRWLFIaY/s320/DSC00545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256284074878495938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute kitten scratching its back on the broom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIShanDDNI/AAAAAAAAA6o/h-wg12jIJyg/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIShanDDNI/AAAAAAAAA6o/h-wg12jIJyg/s320/DSC00546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256284080382872786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiny woolen shoes for babies. But I bet the prices are not cheap because this is a tourist area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVUcpB3lI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XMIiCpiBv7A/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVUcpB3lI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XMIiCpiBv7A/s320/DSC00547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256287156124638802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still walking. These buildings are a bit ancient to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVUsq36YI/AAAAAAAAA64/QhvyQCblH5k/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVUsq36YI/AAAAAAAAA64/QhvyQCblH5k/s320/DSC00548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256287160427342210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These dolls were my favorite. So mischievous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVU69urlI/AAAAAAAAA7A/EUWgUhzBjLE/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVU69urlI/AAAAAAAAA7A/EUWgUhzBjLE/s320/DSC00549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256287164264525394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thai-style mini cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVVK8CqTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rW5Lju4yJDc/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVVK8CqTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rW5Lju4yJDc/s320/DSC00550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256287168552413490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's our ship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVVZ4NrTI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZtKZYHFePaY/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIVVZ4NrTI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZtKZYHFePaY/s320/DSC00551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256287172562890034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The inner view of the ship. Quite cozy. We had watermelons, peanuts and tea in the ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before we entered our mini-cruise, the weather was superb. But when all of us stepped our feet into the ship, rain poured down like buckets of water. The rain was really a wet blanket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZwRXl92I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/9Rlmpa1s1oQ/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZwRXl92I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/9Rlmpa1s1oQ/s320/DSC00552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292032181565282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poor cow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZw0jQt9I/AAAAAAAAA7g/KDLAhMKof-g/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZw0jQt9I/AAAAAAAAA7g/KDLAhMKof-g/s320/DSC00559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292041625745362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the Phoenix bamboo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZxhAbtMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/zlix7aUbAwQ/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZxhAbtMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/zlix7aUbAwQ/s320/DSC00560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292053559260354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We went up the ship for a closer view of the river when the rain was smaller.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZxs8W8bI/AAAAAAAAA7w/lP0NzObpq2I/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZxs8W8bI/AAAAAAAAA7w/lP0NzObpq2I/s320/DSC00561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292056763396530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can see China flags everywhere in the tourist area. Unlike Malaysia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZx16lfkI/AAAAAAAAA74/Jjg9n57wfaA/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIZx16lfkI/AAAAAAAAA74/Jjg9n57wfaA/s320/DSC00567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292059171880514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I forgot what's so special about that house. Maybe it's age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIfQJkvrYI/AAAAAAAAA8A/XQYgrFjPaBo/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIfQJkvrYI/AAAAAAAAA8A/XQYgrFjPaBo/s320/DSC00568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256298077403196802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A small village near the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIfQsjbhPI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0mQIy2NcPfw/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIfQsjbhPI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0mQIy2NcPfw/s320/DSC00571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256298086792922354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the fish farm, with algaes around. Anyway, the river was green because it was rich with algae. Very clean and unpolluted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the river trip wasn't very long, but the view was magnificent. We seldom see such clean and well-protected river in Malaysia, even in my own hometown. When we reached the port, the rain just stopped. What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back our mini-bus and headed our hotel. This time, our hotel was better than the previous ones, because we were in a 4-STAR HOTEL!! Wow, our last and best hotel. There's a late-night shopping area near the hotel, but we had to wait till night for it. But anyway, we didn't have any spare time to stroll around the hotel because as soon as we had settle down our luggage, we had to go to another place, for our "main-course" in Guilin, the "Impression SanJie Liu 印象刘三姐". All of us in the tour was having great expectation for that live show because we had been hearing a lot of praising comments about it. My father went for it last year and one of his friends recorded down the whole show. In the tape, the show was so grand and marvelous, but I still wanted to see it with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgmhnxwFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/o9VHi4cGmzg/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgmhnxwFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/o9VHi4cGmzg/s320/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259184679838400594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw these clay-made puppets at the hotel hall. Pretty, right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner in the hotel before we left and the service was superb (compared to our previous dinner). The name of our room was special and regarding the food, it was just so so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgmTtxFiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/V8Oh99wZmaI/s1600-h/DSC00593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgmTtxFiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/V8Oh99wZmaI/s320/DSC00593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259184676105426466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our dinner room! In english, means "Fairy's room".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgm2_OPkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/MjrqR9N9Khw/s1600-h/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgm2_OPkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/MjrqR9N9Khw/s320/DSC00595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259184685573881410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These 仙女果 (i don't know the english name, maybe Fairy's Fruit?) should be, but these were a bit sour...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgnnGe04I/AAAAAAAAA8w/JHLiV1GHgPo/s1600-h/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgnnGe04I/AAAAAAAAA8w/JHLiV1GHgPo/s320/DSC00605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259184698489230210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are deep fried shrimps, but barely anyone had eaten it because of sanitary reasons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgnw7UwDI/AAAAAAAAA84/ecIKyRXN1kA/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxgnw7UwDI/AAAAAAAAA84/ecIKyRXN1kA/s320/DSC00606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259184701126787122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A brief look of our dinner, didn't have much time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was going to start at around 8pm but we had to be there earlier because the seats were always almost-full everytime. A bit exaggerating, right? But that was a fact. We reached there at around 7.30pm and the whole hall was flooded with tour groups. The hawkers there were clever enough to rent you binoculars, coats, electronic fans, and even mosquitoe repellers for sale. If you were clever enough, you won't buy or rent anything from them, not only the price was a bit outrageous, but the troubles awaiting. I was told that if you rent their binoculars, when you returned them, the owner would find whatever excuses to accuse you for breaking their binoculars. Some even spoilt the binoculars because renting them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was around 7.40pm, we went in the hall and we were each given a one-time-use raincoat, in case of raining. We walked along the path for around 5 minutes with the crowd and when we reached our seats, we were shocked with the amount of people attending the show. It was 10 minutes before show and the seats were already full. Anyway, we were allowed to take photos or record them using your camcorders, but my c702 could perform well with dimmy light. What a waste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkf-24-rI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ZCNlCQlyg0Y/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkf-24-rI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ZCNlCQlyg0Y/s320/DSC00608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188965473843890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So many people waiting for the show.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkgDgbxJI/AAAAAAAAA9I/p3FKaUlNLK4/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkgDgbxJI/AAAAAAAAA9I/p3FKaUlNLK4/s320/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188966721832082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oops, shaky hands. We were walking to the stage, exercising  at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkgoLoWOI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/42Z8_pNM18A/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkgoLoWOI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/42Z8_pNM18A/s320/DSC00610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188976566687970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These were the crowd waiting, impatiently. Quite noisy too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkhMqD5zI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/0xr8x_MEt_I/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkhMqD5zI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/0xr8x_MEt_I/s320/DSC00611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188986357999410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my ticket for the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkizn91vI/AAAAAAAAA9g/39NtdEwlZbk/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxkizn91vI/AAAAAAAAA9g/39NtdEwlZbk/s320/DSC00612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259189013998065394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My uncle bought this DVD of the show as a souvenir. RMB50 o.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxmCsBbaLI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EwV8DGPxOKw/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxmCsBbaLI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EwV8DGPxOKw/s320/DSC00613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259190661224818866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The show started soon, but this was what my c702 managed to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxmDFhOkrI/AAAAAAAAA9w/K2jfmSBVKUI/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPxmDFhOkrI/AAAAAAAAA9w/K2jfmSBVKUI/s320/DSC00614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259190668069081778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The show was very grand, with the lighting, sound and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The show ended at around 9pm, not the time I expected for a grand show like it. It was too short and a bit different from what I saw in the tape recorded. It was less fascinating and surprising than what I expected, though it was still a good show directed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zhang_Yimou"&gt;Zhang YiMou 张艺谋&lt;/a&gt;, the international Chinese director. The only thing that left me a alot of disturbance and anger was some of the irresponsible and low-quality audiences. They spitted a lot and the sound they made was an ear-sore. Some talked as if they were shouting and some childish adults even play with his bamboo whistle during the show. The smell of cigarrattes pissed me off a lot too. Bad experience, though a great show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for today, though I've delayed a lot. It was a hectic these days because of some activities by the Malaysia Student Association (MSA) and Malaysia Cultural Tourism (CT). I was also a bit annoyed too by some personal matters. They were quite offensive so I don't want to post them in my blog. Anyway, thank you to whoever visited my blog. A bit boring, huh? 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Before I forget, I forgot to mention to you all that we even went for foot massaging in GuiLin. It was my first time going to such place because in Kuching, most massaging centre are not-so-clean. Okay, enough of the crap. Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take much photo for this tea house because my handphone was in low battery mode and I was also lazy taking pictures. All I wanted to do at that moment was to enjoy my cup of tea in peace. Mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_nz5X1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/U9Mihc8da9I/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_nz5X1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/U9Mihc8da9I/s320/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251866761602096978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My aunts and granma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_6dEgRI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/2yWok6GFzxk/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_6dEgRI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/2yWok6GFzxk/s320/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251866766606631186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The tea set. I heard that they cost more than thousand for the whole complete set of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_wwBtkI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Anc3g3E-NlI/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_wwBtkI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Anc3g3E-NlI/s320/DSC00229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251866764001785410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our introducer had very good charisma because she's good at talking. Even when she asked you to buy even more of their tea leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJhANfHHwI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ItYLppV2Sbw/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJhANfHHwI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ItYLppV2Sbw/s320/DSC00231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251866771715464962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This tea has a little bit of Ginseng, but I like it, just that the price was not as what I expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJhAi7Y0SI/AAAAAAAAA1o/UtKZjtoVmVU/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJhAi7Y0SI/AAAAAAAAA1o/UtKZjtoVmVU/s320/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251866777471209762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This one smells nice and tastes nice too. You have to slurp loudly whe you drink it. It won't be so hot when you do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJipoV3qzI/AAAAAAAAA14/3xPpJaNiyH0/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJipoV3qzI/AAAAAAAAA14/3xPpJaNiyH0/s320/DSC00234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251868582810725170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There were a lot of flowers,桂花 in it and one flower is enough for a cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJipnqnmjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/nHEfl1B8aJ8/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJipnqnmjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/nHEfl1B8aJ8/s320/DSC00233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251868582629317170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This tea brick is PuEr, 普洱茶, one of the best tea from YuNan. This one is the purest of all and it cost more than hundred for one block. Expensive, but good quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJip_JA12I/AAAAAAAAA2A/kLFZvzjrDek/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJip_JA12I/AAAAAAAAA2A/kLFZvzjrDek/s320/DSC00235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251868588930815842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is also PuEr, but a little bit low quality because it is darker and not as fragile as the PuEr tea brick. You cannt drink tea with an empty stomach, but not for PuEr. Nice huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady in the tea house told us that PuEr tea is the most precious tea in the world because the older the tea grows, the better quality it will be. Some of the tea leaves are hundreds years old. I was surprised to hear that you could even ask for some of your money back if you couldn't finish your PuEr tea. Just bring your tea to the tea house with your certificate and that's all. It was so precious that you will be given a certificate to certify your PuEr is authentic and as a recognition that PuEr is some sort of priceless collection. I thought tea is just a drink, but this changed the way how I think about tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJip4UF-uI/AAAAAAAAA2I/4Kr9KPqhlwQ/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJip4UF-uI/AAAAAAAAA2I/4Kr9KPqhlwQ/s320/DSC00239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251868587098241762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is this poo-like thingy standing near the entrance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJiqbdSeFI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EkcqeLicyqA/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJiqbdSeFI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EkcqeLicyqA/s320/DSC00238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251868596532050002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha, it's PuEr tea! But it's look is a bit odd for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were in the tea house for quite some time. Not that we drank a lot, but the workers at the tea house kept on persuading us to buy more of their tea. The more you ask, the more they will offer you. When you decided to buy certain tea, they would introduce you a better tea and higher price. And that process repeated for so long, but we did buy a few of the tea and left as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, massage center. It was raining cats and dogs but that didn't put out our passion to travel in GuiLin. The center was a bit dim, but relaxing. We were told to give a little tips for those massagers as appreciation to them. A few RMB will do. Anyway, it was a whole new experience for me to visit such place. We had to soak our smelly legs into buckets of herbal "soup" to remove the smell first so that our massagers won't faint before they touch our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnHpiXovI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/h3T_rcqESgg/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnHpiXovI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/h3T_rcqESgg/s320/DSC00243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251873496574173938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cosy lazy-chairs made me sleepy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnHyU1MyI/AAAAAAAAA2g/gw4E_4oZaV8/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnHyU1MyI/AAAAAAAAA2g/gw4E_4oZaV8/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251873498933310242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We even had TV in our massage place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnH_OFqQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/JZoYncUGDt4/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnH_OFqQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/JZoYncUGDt4/s320/DSC00250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251873502394689794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my hairy feet. I really admired those who dare to massage my feet, or smell them. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnIWGc48I/AAAAAAAAA2w/PoWy3SfoG70/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnIWGc48I/AAAAAAAAA2w/PoWy3SfoG70/s320/DSC00251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251873508536673218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this is Tiffiny's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnIhwdMeI/AAAAAAAAA24/xOzfkA5aRP0/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJnIhwdMeI/AAAAAAAAA24/xOzfkA5aRP0/s320/DSC00252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251873511665644002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And these are our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Talking of Tiffiny, she seemed to enjoy her massage a lot, not only that it was relaxing and soothing, Tiffiny laughed alot during the massaging process. Why? Her massager seemed to tickle her alot and she just couldn't resist the tickle. But it's okay to feel tickled, because some massagers give you a hell lot of pain, though it's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the center after nearly 1 hour there. We went to have our dinner at the local restaurant, mainly specialised in Cantonese food. The food was just okay, but I still enjoy eating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp2iTW93I/AAAAAAAAA3A/g6KnCvw5gU8/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp2iTW93I/AAAAAAAAA3A/g6KnCvw5gU8/s320/DSC00258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876501109274482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the local brand Cola. In Guilin, the real Coca-Cola is more expensive than their local beer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp2-LyGwI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ibT3uh2uEBc/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp2-LyGwI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ibT3uh2uEBc/s320/DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876508593691394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what we had for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp3aivpwI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/mD9ImPRcx_Y/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp3aivpwI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/mD9ImPRcx_Y/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876516206192386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of my favourite, steamed sauce Chicken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp3kgL-dI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/4lg3qLZ4WRg/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJp3kgL-dI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/4lg3qLZ4WRg/s320/DSC00262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876518879820242" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mini scallops, but not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After dinner, we rushed to our next destination, 梦幻漓江 for our long anticipated live show.&lt;/span&gt; The whole place was full with buses and vans from different tour agencies. We managed to squeeze ourself in and we had the last row of seat because our tour guide said that from her past experience, sitting in front of the stage is not so ideal because it will be too loud and you can't see the whole stage. She's right. Oh ya, we were not allowed to take any pictures during the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJtB0RHhAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/B9w0KVfy4YM/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJtB0RHhAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/B9w0KVfy4YM/s320/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251879993445155842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to Dream River Lijiang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJtCxUHGnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kUB02JJv-cw/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJtCxUHGnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kUB02JJv-cw/s320/DSC00265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251880009832274546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The stage of the show.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJtDofx95I/AAAAAAAAA34/DAbBb5Sw72w/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJtDofx95I/AAAAAAAAA34/DAbBb5Sw72w/s320/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251880024645171090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After the show, all the actors and actress gathered at the hall for everyone to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPH8dLeubVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/OH-5hT4PJjY/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPH8dLeubVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/OH-5hT4PJjY/s320/DSC00269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256259818346147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPH8do8PbmI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/XkuyjEYLuDs/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPH8do8PbmI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/XkuyjEYLuDs/s320/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256259826254573154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bye bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fascinating show, we were brought by our tour guide to the famous 日月塔. I forgot the English name for them, but I call them the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Guilin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twin Tower&lt;/span&gt;. When we first reached the location, we could see a glowing white orb in the middle of a circle altar. We walked further till we reached the famous 日月湖 and there stood the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twin Tower &lt;/span&gt;I mentioned. Those tower were not any historical building, but the tourism department of Guilin built them. I cannot deny the beauty of the towers, but besides that, there's nothing much to do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfHnWzAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/BgH_u49XRNQ/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfHnWzAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/BgH_u49XRNQ/s320/DSC00273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264249714854914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks like the Pagoda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfN-TEcI/AAAAAAAAA4g/l9tdLwLHGj0/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfN-TEcI/AAAAAAAAA4g/l9tdLwLHGj0/s320/DSC00278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264251421692354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We turned on the Night Mode and the effect was different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stop for too long and next we headed the palace in Guilin. It was not as magnificent as the Forbidden Palace in Beijing, but it still caught my attention. There was an artificial fountain nearby, but I mistaken the fountain for water leakage before the tour guide told me about it. Sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfa9NmHI/AAAAAAAAA4o/krMTLKXgAcs/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfa9NmHI/AAAAAAAAA4o/krMTLKXgAcs/s320/DSC00284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264254906800242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's the Palace. We could not get nearer so this was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAffs4aMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/9LMGfe-kWH8/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAffs4aMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/9LMGfe-kWH8/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264256180480194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the palace to the fountain. Too small for you to notice the fountain anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfu_QHgI/AAAAAAAAA44/MveQC5lV-Zs/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SPIAfu_QHgI/AAAAAAAAA44/MveQC5lV-Zs/s320/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264260284063234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's a look of the fountain. Hope you see why I misunderstood it for some water leakage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's all we had for today. I'll continue posting about the following days in Guilin as soon as I'm free. It's a bit hectic these days because we have some assignments to do. In spite of that, everything is still okay for me, just a little bit pissed by some of the local people's attitude. Got to get used to them, right? God bless us in China. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-5845149410108156439?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/5845149410108156439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=5845149410108156439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5845149410108156439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5845149410108156439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/10/holiday-in-guilin-3.html' title='Holiday in Guilin (3)'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJg_nz5X1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/U9Mihc8da9I/s72-c/DSC00225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-341887026274397092</id><published>2008-09-20T23:52:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:50:25.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilin Trip'/><title type='text'>Holiday in Guilin (2)</title><content type='html'>Well, here goes the part two of my trip in Guilin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after we visited the Reed Flute cave, we departed for the famous river in Guilin, Li Jiang 漓江. We were foretold about a kind of special bird which the fishermen at Li Jiang River, or the whole Guilin normally used to catch their fishes. This special kind of bird costed more than the ordinary chicken or duck we see at the market. For around RM20, we can get a fat chicken as dinner from the market, but for this bird, the price is 50 times than any other ordinary edible birds. I also don't why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfFwzcIRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qNtdB_yyaps/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfFwzcIRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qNtdB_yyaps/s320/DSC00407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248135124630642962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here are the birdies, sleeping sweetly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfGFI0ckI/AAAAAAAAAsg/E3ts-2P7MSM/s1600-h/DSC00408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfGFI0ckI/AAAAAAAAAsg/E3ts-2P7MSM/s320/DSC00408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248135130089026114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...but till Tiffiny awaken them with a splash of water. Naughty ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfGd0tCSI/AAAAAAAAAso/DmXAfaf3KYQ/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfGd0tCSI/AAAAAAAAAso/DmXAfaf3KYQ/s320/DSC00410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248135136715540770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The river tide was a bit strong that day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfGzyp2tI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Xilt4MkLFfw/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfGzyp2tI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Xilt4MkLFfw/s320/DSC00411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248135142612523730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another view of the river shore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfHIoLUpI/AAAAAAAAAs4/uhqrhwDOD6Y/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfHIoLUpI/AAAAAAAAAs4/uhqrhwDOD6Y/s320/DSC00412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248135148205724306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's our tour guide, looking at the bamboo-made raft while sighing "Hai...my XXX-th times coming here, again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg6f-GPMI/AAAAAAAAAtA/KmG8qkGY7oU/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg6f-GPMI/AAAAAAAAAtA/KmG8qkGY7oU/s320/DSC00409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248137130156637378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's our SiFu preparing our tea and peanuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg67Wi8pI/AAAAAAAAAtI/YxHMZERtfjw/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg67Wi8pI/AAAAAAAAAtI/YxHMZERtfjw/s320/DSC00413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248137137506939538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We hopped in the raft and we were accompanied by two SiFu and one young lady, our singer-of-the-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg79S7O5I/AAAAAAAAAtg/bzYTLhME3p8/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg79S7O5I/AAAAAAAAAtg/bzYTLhME3p8/s320/DSC00414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248137155208493970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The tide was giving me a little bit of goosebumps. Just a little bit of phobia if we would drop into the river and.... nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg7IzoutI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/OUgG9dVpZgY/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg7IzoutI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/OUgG9dVpZgY/s320/DSC00415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248137141118614226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guilin is really magnificent with it's hills and rivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg7gvi6rI/AAAAAAAAAtY/S8rP2-vph84/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUg7gvi6rI/AAAAAAAAAtY/S8rP2-vph84/s320/DSC00417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248137147543906994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone in the raft laughed a lot because our young singer kept on appointing my father to stay in Guilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; before I forget, in Guilin, there are tribes who love to sing. Singing is a means for them to look for their soul mates. They called the guys Ah Niu 阿牛, while the ladies 阿妹. When one of them saw someone whom they delighted, they would sing a song dedicated to he or her, and when both of them had a crush on each other, they would throw a ball-like gift to each other. So, singing is a way to mate. They even have a special festival for their sing-and-mate purpose. Interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonEwU0ljI/AAAAAAAAAto/ie0ez15Lp6Q/s1600-h/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonEwU0ljI/AAAAAAAAAto/ie0ez15Lp6Q/s320/DSC00422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249551278298928690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's my uncle trying to "push" the boat. He's good. "Maybe a change of career?" our lady singer said.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonFeV6YSI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qkjF0INMehs/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonFeV6YSI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qkjF0INMehs/s320/DSC00426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249551290651533602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the further right, can you see the mountains which resembles a lady lying upwards on a camel?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonGDv-uVI/AAAAAAAAAt4/JFAd-5pGDLo/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonGDv-uVI/AAAAAAAAAt4/JFAd-5pGDLo/s320/DSC00428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249551300692982098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's our tea and nuts (nut shells actually).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonGW7I9MI/AAAAAAAAAuA/FinG-OCe-xQ/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonGW7I9MI/AAAAAAAAAuA/FinG-OCe-xQ/s320/DSC00429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249551305840063682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a floating stall in the middle of the river and they provided BBQ fish, the 桂花鱼. Some Japanese tourists bought them, but we didn't. The price is a highway robbery.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonGpZMzII/AAAAAAAAAuI/6cWgnNvaryY/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNonGpZMzII/AAAAAAAAAuI/6cWgnNvaryY/s320/DSC00435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249551310797982850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we saw a fisherman with his precious birdies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNopk9fLKGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/fKcKDzQTtoo/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNopk9fLKGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/fKcKDzQTtoo/s320/DSC00436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554030611081314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These birdies were quite show-off and proud. Look at their faces.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNoplqkj0WI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DgKFcCXiGGk/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNoplqkj0WI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DgKFcCXiGGk/s320/DSC00437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554042713264482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried to have a hold of the bird, but it hated me so much that it wanted to escape...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNoplzG-dnI/AAAAAAAAAug/zKxiWYxSVtk/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNoplzG-dnI/AAAAAAAAAug/zKxiWYxSVtk/s320/DSC00438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554045005100658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...but not until I wore the fisherman's straw hat and looked like one of the birdies' owner. So picky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNopmD_kuHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/b_n20oOiAyY/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNopmD_kuHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/b_n20oOiAyY/s320/DSC00440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554049537456242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my uncle tried too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNopmUp4-uI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Vyro5s8HfnQ/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNopmUp4-uI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Vyro5s8HfnQ/s320/DSC00447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554054009912034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;We were on the river for around 20 minutes and it's time to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNor_a-OCdI/AAAAAAAAAu4/ZFdMPqcoAPk/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNor_a-OCdI/AAAAAAAAAu4/ZFdMPqcoAPk/s320/DSC00448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556684225776082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The river tide was too strong and both our sifu had their head pumped till red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got on shore and since I'd hold on the birdie, my hand smells like one of those birdies poo-ed on it, yucks. But that's okay for me. When we were heading for toilet, those Ah-Ma's came again and "forced" us to buy their goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNor__jJF3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZJnJxUVkZMc/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNor__jJF3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZJnJxUVkZMc/s320/DSC00450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556694044317554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the port...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNosAT_LQAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Q-dkWsz_nRE/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNosAT_LQAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Q-dkWsz_nRE/s320/DSC00451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556699530608642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...till the toilet(one of them even tried to enter the toilet, waliu!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNosA_JgjZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CbTz1PlCkpE/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNosA_JgjZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CbTz1PlCkpE/s320/DSC00453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556711116672402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...and after the toilet. Bugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We managed to escape from those bugger by buying a few little wooden birdies from them. Our next stop is one of the newly discovered and one of the most beautiful and largest natural caves, YinZi Yan 银子岩. My dad went to that cave before and the photos he took caught my attention for so long. And now, finally, I had a chance of my own to witness its beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNosBG6pGdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/YkM2CCJHJU4/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNosBG6pGdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/YkM2CCJHJU4/s320/DSC00454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556713201801682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The looks of the hills in GuiLin are really spectacular and weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovXk_Zw3I/AAAAAAAAAvg/5ptxowioeDY/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovXk_Zw3I/AAAAAAAAAvg/5ptxowioeDY/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249560397766837106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We had to walk up these stairs before we reached the cave's entrance. Pretty lanterns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovXx3niiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/4hvEacE49nA/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovXx3niiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/4hvEacE49nA/s320/DSC00461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249560401223846434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the Fortune Tree in front of the cave's entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovYYwb7qI/AAAAAAAAAvw/U4a2kyHpmYI/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovYYwb7qI/AAAAAAAAAvw/U4a2kyHpmYI/s320/DSC00462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249560411662708386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We had to queue up though there's no one in front of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcIf4Q5oI/AAAAAAAAA0g/AKLtZtj2_Io/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcIf4Q5oI/AAAAAAAAA0g/AKLtZtj2_Io/s320/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251861416533616258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is simple map of the whole cave route.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovY7vaDkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/xv_17-yhygQ/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovY7vaDkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/xv_17-yhygQ/s320/DSC00463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249560421053632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The secret passage to the Underworld!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovZl5NAPI/AAAAAAAAAwA/xW_kU16rXow/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNovZl5NAPI/AAAAAAAAAwA/xW_kU16rXow/s320/DSC00465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249560432369008882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol, want some GIANT Taro (or Yam)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSRywIxTI/AAAAAAAAAwI/2wRh27_h9LQ/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSRywIxTI/AAAAAAAAAwI/2wRh27_h9LQ/s320/DSC00467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249598781288662322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSSSAC_DI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/wnDcqq4-BVk/s1600-h/DSC00469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSSSAC_DI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/wnDcqq4-BVk/s320/DSC00469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249598789676891186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The "Root of Life"! Haha, use your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSS6FsWtI/AAAAAAAAAwY/SrK4mZvMIrU/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSS6FsWtI/AAAAAAAAAwY/SrK4mZvMIrU/s320/DSC00471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249598800437992146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the Giant Key, but I took the wrong angle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpST8m_6PI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9kebkFGjUVo/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpST8m_6PI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9kebkFGjUVo/s320/DSC00472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249598818294425842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drilling deeper into the cave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcIqP9LfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/kD3uQsVATrg/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcIqP9LfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/kD3uQsVATrg/s320/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251861419317341682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We saw this in the cave. What does it look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSUW-xYQI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5tLwwVT4a_s/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNpSUW-xYQI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5tLwwVT4a_s/s320/DSC00473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249598825373458690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the "Thousand Buddha", but we didn't see a thousand of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPhcG0HwI/AAAAAAAAAww/HBbLaP94n-U/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPhcG0HwI/AAAAAAAAAww/HBbLaP94n-U/s320/DSC00475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251847551366471426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPhhSpfAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/bQu0GZfu7aY/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPhhSpfAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/bQu0GZfu7aY/s320/DSC00477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251847552758283266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the Musical Orchestra. When you hit any of them, it will create musical tone, but we were restricted from doing it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPh7-NjPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/-8wp5yTGAq4/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPh7-NjPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/-8wp5yTGAq4/s320/DSC00482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251847559920323826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the reflection in the small pond. They called this "The Mirror".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcJM3eWtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WelFItTVEmU/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcJM3eWtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WelFItTVEmU/s320/DSC00300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251861428609899218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another point of view of "The Mirror".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcJr-zy2I/AAAAAAAAA04/ORU0u9kXstY/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcJr-zy2I/AAAAAAAAA04/ORU0u9kXstY/s320/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251861436962163554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheese! Too dark for photo la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcJwlOqVI/AAAAAAAAA1A/dCrxXTQM288/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJcJwlOqVI/AAAAAAAAA1A/dCrxXTQM288/s320/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251861438197049682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greeny Slime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPiNmjqTI/AAAAAAAAAxI/EPFP2FsIths/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPiNmjqTI/AAAAAAAAAxI/EPFP2FsIths/s320/DSC00483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251847564652947762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another marvelous sculpture of nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPipLPQdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/lTvOkHSiJvs/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJPipLPQdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/lTvOkHSiJvs/s320/DSC00485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251847572054557138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you the green Goblin's head emerging from the water at the left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ1zcBWtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/-iIrSKAxt_U/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ1zcBWtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/-iIrSKAxt_U/s320/DSC00486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251849000738446034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm...I don't know what to say about this one. Just astonishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2KHIdaI/AAAAAAAAAxg/jUpjaIJ3Xxk/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2KHIdaI/AAAAAAAAAxg/jUpjaIJ3Xxk/s320/DSC00488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251849006824846754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I forgot how tall this is, maybe around 12m, but it's very tall. I guess it took a few thousand years to form it (or more).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2C3nYXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/sVQ2BBuYKnM/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2C3nYXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/sVQ2BBuYKnM/s320/DSC00489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251849004880716146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another thousand-year-old creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2EwCDdI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Jm2P7BQhKkY/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2EwCDdI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Jm2P7BQhKkY/s320/DSC00491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251849005385780690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is "The Umbrella".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tour guide explained to us about "The Umbrella", uou can notice that there was a small fragment lost on the umbrella. Our tour guide told us a story about it. Sun WoKung had  bitten the umbrella and he was standing afar, watching at the sacred Umbrella because all the Gods were around protecting it. You can actually see the sculptures of Sun WoKung and the gods around the Umbrella, but I failed to take any pictures of it because it's hard to focus and it's too dark for my camera Phone. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2a0ZnaI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SzhrhDM706A/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJQ2a0ZnaI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SzhrhDM706A/s320/DSC00492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251849011309682082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can see alot of this in the cave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSw0HyvAI/AAAAAAAAAyA/eFXNCmA09M0/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSw0HyvAI/AAAAAAAAAyA/eFXNCmA09M0/s320/DSC00494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251851114045946882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colorful, but a bit artificial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSw2pbY6I/AAAAAAAAAyI/nvlcge6lwLU/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSw2pbY6I/AAAAAAAAAyI/nvlcge6lwLU/s320/DSC00496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251851114723894178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me and Tiffiny trying to form a butterfly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSxmHjHwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/sJboGxwVxLQ/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSxmHjHwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/sJboGxwVxLQ/s320/DSC00499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251851127466696450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ice Cream", anyone? Better have your teeth strengthen and sharpen first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSxltk8ZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/AA-7U4OHw7Q/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSxltk8ZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/AA-7U4OHw7Q/s320/DSC00501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251851127357763986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These stalls are near the exit. The price are a bit unreasonable because they are for foreigners from western countries, our tour guide said so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSxwK3HbI/AAAAAAAAAyg/derNHq94Pfs/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJSxwK3HbI/AAAAAAAAAyg/derNHq94Pfs/s320/DSC00502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251851130164944306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, here's the exit. Sunshine hurts my eyes abit at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUCtw7NaI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Urvvlbqd7ec/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUCtw7NaI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Urvvlbqd7ec/s320/DSC00504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251852521088693666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're leaving~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUDDMuVeI/AAAAAAAAAyw/JJLvojT0iX8/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUDDMuVeI/AAAAAAAAAyw/JJLvojT0iX8/s320/DSC00505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251852526842435042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can take photos with those local natives, but you have to pay for it. Money-sucker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUD4mC-4I/AAAAAAAAAy4/GwggkEIiYzU/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUD4mC-4I/AAAAAAAAAy4/GwggkEIiYzU/s320/DSC00506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251852541175724930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty peacocks. You also have to pay for a photo with them. RMB20+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUE4I25OI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PFp_d2Tlma0/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJUE4I25OI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PFp_d2Tlma0/s320/DSC00508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251852558233167074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow, little Panda Jing Jing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVc2eqGfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CwPGBOCGFd4/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVc2eqGfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CwPGBOCGFd4/s320/DSC00510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251854069616220658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The whole view of the cave hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVdPIKIkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/OOvzCncmFhA/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVdPIKIkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/OOvzCncmFhA/s320/DSC00512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251854076232737346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hai Yah! Hehe, she's posin with the sword at one of the stalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVeEZtdxI/AAAAAAAAAzg/jDs2uFEXTZQ/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVeEZtdxI/AAAAAAAAAzg/jDs2uFEXTZQ/s320/DSC00513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251854090533435154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We bought this sweet corn at the stall, but it tasted like rubber. Tasteless and gummy. Maybe we are just not used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVeJdBdyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/1uNWG-17u04/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJVeJdBdyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/1uNWG-17u04/s320/DSC00515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251854091889506082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the arch of the cave. Bye bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for the cave and river tour. While I was looking in Tiffiny's handphone, I realised that I missed some of the events we went to on the 3rd of September. We went for tea at the local tea house and we even went to witness the magnificent acrobatic and stunt show at the city centre. I'll give you guys the details next time when I have the time. Hope you all enjoy my coverage of my holiday in GuiLin. Till next time, Bye Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-341887026274397092?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/341887026274397092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=341887026274397092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/341887026274397092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/341887026274397092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday-in-guilin-2.html' title='Holiday in Guilin (2)'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SNUfFwzcIRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qNtdB_yyaps/s72-c/DSC00407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-5613478466076642661</id><published>2008-09-13T23:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:13:18.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilin Trip'/><title type='text'>Holiday in Guilin (1)</title><content type='html'>Well, today, I'm gonna be your guide to Guilin! Haha! Just kidding. Anyway, I went to Guilin on the 2nd of September while waiting for my school to reopen. I had never gone to Guilin before but many birds told me that Guilin is a very beautiful place to visit, with astonishing hills and unbelievably, natural caves. That really caught my attention as I'm a person who enjoys visiting mother nature's creative work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we took the evening flight from Kuching to Kuala Lumpur. We took Air Asia and we landed at LCCT. Our flight to Guilin was actually at 6am the next morning so we killed our night at the airport. At first, everything seemed okay for us as we reached KL at around 10pm and we just had to wait for 7 hours. 7 HOURS! Tiffiny and I actually spent half of the 7 hours in McDonald, while watching movie via PPStream. Gosh, LCCT improved alot in their WiFi system because the internet speed was very fast. 1-2MB per sec. For the second half of the 7 hours, we did nothing but strolling around the whole airport. From the restaurants till the dark alleys. I didn't sleep for the whole 7 hours because I had some kind of experience when I was waiting for my early flight in Macau. I didn't sleep and I still have to energy to do lots of stuffs. I didn't even feel cold or uneasy when I stayed awake. But when I started to close my eyes for a 1 minute short rest, I could feel my body heat dropping and I started to shiver and became dozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we waited patiently for our flight and we boarded our flight at 6am sharp. I heard rumours saying that our flight from KL o Guilin was the first flight line for AirAsia and we  might be welcomed as honorable guests when we reached Guilin. The flight was full and after we settled our luggages, I got myself comfortable and took a nap. The flight was approximately 4 hours so it was quite boring in the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered one Nasi Lemak in the airplane. I saw what Kennysia commented about it so I decided to have a try myself. Kennysia, you are right. The thing you ordered looked completely different from the pictures. The Nasi Lemak tasted alright, but it just don't worth it. Seeing is unbelieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvoctihRTI/AAAAAAAAAng/DzoY2BM-PMc/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvoctihRTI/AAAAAAAAAng/DzoY2BM-PMc/s320/DSC00327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245541770961438002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yum Yum! This is what it looks like in the menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvoc4wJtxI/AAAAAAAAAno/d11AmJJblZw/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvoc4wJtxI/AAAAAAAAAno/d11AmJJblZw/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245541773971404562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But this is what you got. Looks like highly-priced-roadside Nasi Lemak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next, we were in Guilin. Ya, we were welcomed by the authorities in Guilin but not so grand. We didn't have fir crackers or red carpets or whatever. They had flowers, but those were for our pilots. The airport was not big, but just enough. We went for the custom and there's nothing special happened, but we saw a man's bouquet of flower being forfeited by the customs. Besides that, you'll see those typical and aged China people who used to talk as if everyone is deaf. I just don't get it. Why must you shout when you open your mouth? Try to be a little bit civilize when you are in the public. That will really help decreasing hearing problems of others around you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsZSeoDAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/SGPx4gqQYrU/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsZSeoDAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/SGPx4gqQYrU/s320/DSC00336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245546110204251138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bird-view of Guilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsZtR6kVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Q2Ox3DUvjAs/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsZtR6kVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Q2Ox3DUvjAs/s320/DSC00337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245546117398696274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can hills everywhere in Guilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsZ9BZLzI/AAAAAAAAAoA/WhE6fI36oSg/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsZ9BZLzI/AAAAAAAAAoA/WhE6fI36oSg/s320/DSC00580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245546121624366898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsaGWmdjI/AAAAAAAAAoI/hbYqUG77gGs/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsaGWmdjI/AAAAAAAAAoI/hbYqUG77gGs/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245546124129236530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's our flight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsaZ9FwCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PLIOR7V9oLw/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvsaZ9FwCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/PLIOR7V9oLw/s320/DSC00342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245546129390944290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the banners? "Guilin welcomes you all, friends from Malaysia!" *flattered*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtokzT7hI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4KIqFSmG0Bs/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtokzT7hI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4KIqFSmG0Bs/s320/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245547472332516882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We received some gifts from the authorities. Nothing much, just a few guide books in pretty bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtnfdys3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/IIJH0i7gXqo/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtnfdys3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/IIJH0i7gXqo/s320/DSC00346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245547453720212338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the Guilin International Airport in LiJiang, Guilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtn5aVjdI/AAAAAAAAAog/ySy91bZhuTM/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtn5aVjdI/AAAAAAAAAog/ySy91bZhuTM/s320/DSC00344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245547460685041106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heading towards our tour van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtoOLA3yI/AAAAAAAAAoo/1uZ683GD1Vk/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtoOLA3yI/AAAAAAAAAoo/1uZ683GD1Vk/s320/DSC00347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245547466257915682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here we are, our tour van, with my father's name tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtoXCJtmI/AAAAAAAAAow/OueHQ2-GavI/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvtoXCJtmI/AAAAAAAAAow/OueHQ2-GavI/s320/DSC00353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245547468636665442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of the photos I took during our journey to Guilin's city centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvvTZugvMI/AAAAAAAAApI/oZDIfPnj1yM/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvvTZugvMI/AAAAAAAAApI/oZDIfPnj1yM/s320/DSC00354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245549307605597378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My c702 camera did this fence-bending effect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvvTNZK59I/AAAAAAAAApA/Fxh6Tee0xgk/s1600-h/DSC00356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvvTNZK59I/AAAAAAAAApA/Fxh6Tee0xgk/s320/DSC00356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245549304294860754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we saw this bird-looking hill on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx0B5UM6I/AAAAAAAAApQ/NjoFtDj6CD4/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx0B5UM6I/AAAAAAAAApQ/NjoFtDj6CD4/s320/DSC00358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552067167400866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the rich people's villa. The whole villa was actually built on a man-made isle in the middle of a lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were going to have our lunch and it took us around half an hour to reach our designated restaurant, Rong Hu Restaurant 榕湖酒店. Our tour guide told us that we were going to have Guilin Bee Hoon Fest 桂林米粉宴 at the restaurant and my dad told us that there's nothing much special about it and the bee hoon didn't really taste nice. Maybe not our cup of "bee hoon". We were served with 2 local beers and one local Coca-Cola (a fake one). Our stomachs were grumbling so much because we had not eaten since we left the McDonald in LCCT and we thought we could eat a whole cow, but when they served the food, we were stunned by the amount of dishes of food that we were going to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx0XAmGTI/AAAAAAAAApY/aqYPPjK6hxA/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx0XAmGTI/AAAAAAAAApY/aqYPPjK6hxA/s320/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552072835078450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's our designated restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx0kpciyI/AAAAAAAAApg/uHauziKHUoI/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx0kpciyI/AAAAAAAAApg/uHauziKHUoI/s320/DSC00361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552076496079650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's our table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx1DsuRRI/AAAAAAAAApo/nMZSPcVXtQ8/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx1DsuRRI/AAAAAAAAApo/nMZSPcVXtQ8/s320/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552084831323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The restaurant's design looks like Iban's, one of the Sarawak's natives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx1emjBJI/AAAAAAAAApw/eW9PKQ6-VxI/s1600-h/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvx1emjBJI/AAAAAAAAApw/eW9PKQ6-VxI/s320/DSC00371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552092053177490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what I'm trying to tell you about the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzojInK_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OdSX2MTDHnI/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzojInK_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OdSX2MTDHnI/s320/DSC00364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245554068954754034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the fired dumplings. Weird, but okay. They got peanuts filling in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzo86gXuI/AAAAAAAAAqA/VTQUQk3nvPw/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzo86gXuI/AAAAAAAAAqA/VTQUQk3nvPw/s320/DSC00366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245554075874909922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the TangYuan wrapped with pandan leaves. You can taste the red bean paste in it. One of my favourites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzo2OF4AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aGZS5vxU3oc/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzo2OF4AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aGZS5vxU3oc/s320/DSC00370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245554074078011394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the bee hoon I mentioned just. Looks kinda thick, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzpMBuIxI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iMV4Jyc3T8o/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzpMBuIxI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iMV4Jyc3T8o/s320/DSC00367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245554079931704082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the chicken fried with dried chillies. In China, when you order dishes like this, you can seldom eat any chicken that has any meat it. Poor chicken in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzpWwdGXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qnis3ShfaL4/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvzpWwdGXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qnis3ShfaL4/s320/DSC00369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245554082812074354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the steamed rice with chicken. The rice tasted quite raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyone of us were so full and we could hardly breathe with our fully-packed stomach, but we still have to leave as we are now heading towards one of Guilin's famous natural caves, the Reed Flute Cave 芦笛岩. As soon as we reached the location, our tour van was crowded by a group of mobs. Those mobs don't carry any AK54 as the angry mobs do in C&amp;amp;C Generals, but bunch of souvenirs and post cards. They kept bugging you to buy their stuff and the price were unequal. Some sold 1 mini bamboo flute for 50cents, and some sold 5 flutes for RMB1. They were just trying to earn a living but their attitude were too scary. You'll see what I meant when I post some of the pictures I took at the other place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had cto climb some stairs before we reached the cave, which is on top of a small hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5IHS8hpI/AAAAAAAAAqg/sILLNU87P5U/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5IHS8hpI/AAAAAAAAAqg/sILLNU87P5U/s320/DSC00376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245560108795856530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There you see the old woman in orange shirt bugging my dad to buy some post cards. Annoying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5InjECQI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vL8-3Rxi_NI/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5InjECQI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vL8-3Rxi_NI/s320/DSC00377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245560117453392130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free from mobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5I4iqFMI/AAAAAAAAAqw/LSXiXX_lUM8/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5I4iqFMI/AAAAAAAAAqw/LSXiXX_lUM8/s320/DSC00379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245560122015093954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 beautiful pageants! Haha, if you are not comfortable with walking, you can hire 2 guys to carry you around with the chair for RMB200+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5Iyfpt_I/AAAAAAAAAq4/YvcrS_vPI1Y/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv5Iyfpt_I/AAAAAAAAAq4/YvcrS_vPI1Y/s320/DSC00380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245560120391874546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The hill I saw behind the cave. The one at the right looks like a dolphin emerging.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our Tour guide told us that most of the hills in Guilin consisted of limestones. In millions of years ago, the whole Guilin region was actually deep beneath the ocean, but it emerged from the sea because of the earth's plate movement. Forget about geography, let's enter the cave. They got so many neon lamps in it, but it made the whole cave looked livelier and brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7aw_nwOI/AAAAAAAAArA/d1v08nalRV4/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7aw_nwOI/AAAAAAAAArA/d1v08nalRV4/s320/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245562628249993442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know how to describe these steles and stalagmites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7btQaNXI/AAAAAAAAArI/M5KI6Kr6MxA/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7btQaNXI/AAAAAAAAArI/M5KI6Kr6MxA/s320/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245562644426536306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another art of nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7b84AcgI/AAAAAAAAArQ/PiXA3C7JoXw/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7b84AcgI/AAAAAAAAArQ/PiXA3C7JoXw/s320/DSC00391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245562648619151874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7b_ht44I/AAAAAAAAArY/hCEko8F6ScM/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv7b_ht44I/AAAAAAAAArY/hCEko8F6ScM/s320/DSC00392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245562649330967426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9YYVyE8I/AAAAAAAAAro/XnSapRe_xSI/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9YYVyE8I/AAAAAAAAAro/XnSapRe_xSI/s320/DSC00399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245564786295575490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is this greeny stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9YhfjaRI/AAAAAAAAArw/xE0tii4oMe4/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9YhfjaRI/AAAAAAAAArw/xE0tii4oMe4/s320/DSC00400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245564788752476434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moonstone from Guilin caves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9Yz_NblI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GL-ax2V8s_0/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9Yz_NblI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GL-ax2V8s_0/s320/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245564793717091922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many more to choose, but too expensive. Some even costs thousands. They offered one for RMB300 for my aunt, but after bargain, she got it for RMB50...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9ZIj4EQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/uhzu3pySAfU/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9ZIj4EQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/uhzu3pySAfU/s320/DSC00401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245564799239590146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The view of the stones near some pond. Too dark to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9ZNt-O5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZKbkMjVrktA/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv9ZNt-O5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZKbkMjVrktA/s320/DSC00403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245564800624114578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The reflection of the steles looked so alike with the real ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv_OzMNENI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/mvD3IlCQh64/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMv_OzMNENI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/mvD3IlCQh64/s320/DSC00405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245566820727722194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;For millions and millions of years of water-drop-work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJay1JxRjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7UcHMnBrVsw/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJay1JxRjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7UcHMnBrVsw/s320/DSC00206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251859944775435826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who's the humungous lady sitting at the right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJaz-0OhFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/PkUs6GuDnTk/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJaz-0OhFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/PkUs6GuDnTk/s320/DSC00212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251859964549301330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The walls looked slimy but they were just wet and slippery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJa0L-mibI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ZfUmNLoyIFg/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJa0L-mibI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ZfUmNLoyIFg/s320/DSC00215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251859968082479538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJa0B7z9OI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/729kNSR3Pv0/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJa0B7z9OI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/729kNSR3Pv0/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251859965386421474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the weirdest sculpture I saw in the cave. Something kinky and dirty came into my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJbllX9YnI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Hy-HfikVHEo/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SOJbllX9YnI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Hy-HfikVHEo/s320/DSC00222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251860816713310834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those Ah Ma-s bugged us all the way from the exit to our van. Bugger. One of them had her head knocked by the van's automatic door when she tried to enter our van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our tour guide told us that in these caves, for every steles and stalagmites you saw, it took them 1000 years to grow a length of 3-5cm. Some of the steles are 5-7 storeys high, so try guess their ages. The whole passage in the cave is U-shaped and in it, you can buy souvenirs and take some photos. To my surprise, caves are humid and slippery place, but in Guilin's travelling caves, their floors were clean with no mucus or rubbish for me, caves in Malaysia require 10 times hard  work and maintenance to be equal with Guilin's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for today. I'm gonna continue posting someday when I'm free regarding my trip in Guilin. So, for you guys out there, thank you for visiting my blog. And for my family, I'm fine right here in school and no worries. It's 2.11am now, so I guess I gotta climb up to my bed now. Nite Nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-5613478466076642661?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/5613478466076642661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=5613478466076642661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5613478466076642661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5613478466076642661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday-in-guilin-1.html' title='Holiday in Guilin (1)'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SMvoctihRTI/AAAAAAAAAng/DzoY2BM-PMc/s72-c/DSC00327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-8054584554552547259</id><published>2008-09-13T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:53:30.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inform'/><title type='text'>Finally......</title><content type='html'>Yeah!!! After being isolated from internet for so long, finally I managed to get online, using the school internet service. Anyway, China changed quite a bit since I left, I mean GuangZhou, but the "culture" here haven't changed yet, if you get what I meant. Ya, the rudeness and insanitary habits. I gotta learn to get used to it, but it still takes some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, before I forgot, I'll be posting my days in GuiLin in the coming posts soon when I'm free, so, Stay Tune! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my Mooncake Festival's holiday till Monday, so I'm kinda free at the moment. There's lots and lots of things that I want to share you guys, but I can't do it at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see ya! I gotta take my bath now. I smells like Shrek right now. Aidios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-8054584554552547259?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/8054584554552547259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=8054584554552547259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8054584554552547259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8054584554552547259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='Finally......'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-6863948435556956601</id><published>2008-08-31T20:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:39:50.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><title type='text'>One day trip to Ranchan Fountain</title><content type='html'>It's a pretty and sunny Sunday. My brothers were at Ranchan Fountain, Serian for their Boys' Brigade's fun camp so we decided to give them a surprise visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is 2nd time going to Ranchan Fountain (as far as I could recall) and I was deeply disappointed by the 1st visit there because the environment was far different from what I expected. Ranchan Fountain is known for it's simple but beautiful natural fountains and forest scenery, but what I saw most was rubbish... What the hell! I soaked my precious steam-chicken-like body into the crystal clear and icy cool water. I was enjoying when I saw left over KFC fried chicken's bones (luckily not human's!) and used diapers between rocks beside me. Walau EH! My whole body was actually having some sort of "special" therapy using baby's pee and poo. Sucks... There goes my first impression for Ranchan Fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I yearned for some changes. At least I didn't see diapers and bones anywhere. Here's a few snapshots I took during the day. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdW1PpILI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vFdPAl-LvoM/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdW1PpILI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vFdPAl-LvoM/s320/DSC00297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674131974365362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to RANCHAN RECREATION PARK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU4FOiFtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5aaHHeKXn4c/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU4FOiFtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5aaHHeKXn4c/s320/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240664807595710162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first fountain near the entrance. Quite small, huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU4hhP-AI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gzfwB87qe2E/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU4hhP-AI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gzfwB87qe2E/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240664815190407170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heading towards the upper fountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU43Uif_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/mZBR65YaECU/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU43Uif_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/mZBR65YaECU/s320/DSC00241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240664821042675698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladders again. Damn I hate them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU5MzeusI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/29ZQo8lfJuI/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU5MzeusI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/29ZQo8lfJuI/s320/DSC00243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240664826809596610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left or right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU5YzBT8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/oS6Jl5rKm0s/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqU5YzBT8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/oS6Jl5rKm0s/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240664830028894146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's this flower or fruit? Looks odd...with three black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXtWNY1gI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ArQt9cCjass/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXtWNY1gI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ArQt9cCjass/s320/DSC00253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240667921710634498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some snapshots of the river fountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXtrRnAcI/AAAAAAAAAbo/-XsXONByguA/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXtrRnAcI/AAAAAAAAAbo/-XsXONByguA/s320/DSC00259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240667927365484994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXt2z-9FI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Y2H1krPY1ak/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXt2z-9FI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Y2H1krPY1ak/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240667930462450770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I like this one the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXuN36K2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/HW752AOhUh4/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXuN36K2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/HW752AOhUh4/s320/DSC00265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240667936652929890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This one seemed a bit scary to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXuf9R2nI/AAAAAAAAAcA/iqOTnmke03w/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqXuf9R2nI/AAAAAAAAAcA/iqOTnmke03w/s320/DSC00272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240667941507291762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modern hanging bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ37k4hNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ZjDVjqnsDOI/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ37k4hNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ZjDVjqnsDOI/s320/DSC00280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240670302563239122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unspoilt nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ4BO1PwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4OzAJNIZX04/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ4BO1PwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4OzAJNIZX04/s320/DSC00287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240670304081362690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the view of the chalets' environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ4kyWTOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/enuKnLduMFg/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ4kyWTOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/enuKnLduMFg/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240670313625570530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's my brother's team mates preparing their BBQ goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ5oxXjRI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZG80pziMqjw/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqZ5oxXjRI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZG80pziMqjw/s320/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240670331875069202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The "Fantastic Four" with one of them having a leaf covering his privacy. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everything seemed to improve a lot, improvements are still needed, especially it's sanitary. You'll see what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdW5f9M0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/diKKPlKm8Ac/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdW5f9M0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/diKKPlKm8Ac/s320/DSC00269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674133116531522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KEROPOK IKAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdXSnYA0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/9ogFIpA3P5M/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdXSnYA0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/9ogFIpA3P5M/s320/DSC00274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674139858535234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A hill of bottles. But at least they grouped them together to make the cleaning easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLq6o7Fji4I/AAAAAAAAAdw/z7GBr6jf6uc/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLq6o7Fji4I/AAAAAAAAAdw/z7GBr6jf6uc/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240706328617520002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uncivillized people who did uncivilized act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think most people who came to Ranchan Recreation Park or elsewhere are illiterate. Why illiterate? There's a big board stating the Do's and Don't just at the entrance and LITTERING is prohibited. "Don't Litter", "Jangan Membuang Sampah" and "别乱丢垃圾" are written bigger than their eyes, but they still don't get what they meant. I'm not perfect and I admit that sometimes I do create rubbish, but, hey, what are these bins for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdXuh3I4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/g9DZe3STVcI/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdXuh3I4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/g9DZe3STVcI/s320/DSC00279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674147351602050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We call these bins or alike RUBBISH BINS, a specially placed item where you can put your rubbish in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdXh9_IQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zGgGibvlgFo/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdXh9_IQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zGgGibvlgFo/s320/DSC00278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240674143979905282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For so much rubbish you see in the park, the rubbish bins are always empty. Weird, but funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, for those who read my blog and didn't know what rubbish bins are for, learn from your mistakes. Malaysia has been my home for 19 years. I love Malaysia, but just disappointed. Anyway, stop talking Malaysia. It's pointless. Here's a funny and interesting scene I saw when I was in Ranchan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqplww28aI/AAAAAAAAAdo/gYSzVB6aSr8/s1600-h/DSC00284+%28blog+use%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqplww28aI/AAAAAAAAAdo/gYSzVB6aSr8/s320/DSC00284+%28blog+use%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240687582609076642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This dog seemed to mistaken this cute Dalmation-like car for "his" long lost Dalmation soul-mate... Poor doggie (and poor eyesight).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-6863948435556956601?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/6863948435556956601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=6863948435556956601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/6863948435556956601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/6863948435556956601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-day-trip-to-ranchan-fountain.html' title='One day trip to Ranchan Fountain'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SLqdW1PpILI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vFdPAl-LvoM/s72-c/DSC00297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-5869142526892040271</id><published>2008-08-23T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:41:21.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hopeless'/><title type='text'>Back from a long long sleep....</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I last updated my blog. Honestly, I can't find anything to blog about as I am just waiting for my school to reopen. Some of my friends had already gone overseas for their studies, but I am lucky right now because most of my friends are still in Kuching. I kinda miss the moments when we went out together, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lim teh &lt;/span&gt;or maybe go out for movies. I miss those wacky and crazy moments we all had before when we were in our Junior 3 B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard for us to recall those moments again. It's nothing, just that everyone is now having their own studies and work to do, unlike school days. As for myself, I really hope that we are still who we used to be or better. Best wishes to all my friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all anyway. Speechless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-5869142526892040271?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/5869142526892040271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=5869142526892040271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5869142526892040271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/5869142526892040271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-from-long-long-sleep.html' title='Back from a long long sleep....'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-1372483397089212252</id><published>2008-08-06T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:54:36.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring'/><title type='text'>25 days left...</title><content type='html'>*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring... I just don't get it, why is everything seems so boring to me? Or it's just me expecting too much? Anyway, in 25 days later, I'm leaving for school. Yeah, I'm leaving my sweet hometown soon and I'm having all kinds of feelings in my heart. Excited? Worried? Whatever. I don't even know what I'm talking (or typing) right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all anyway. I can feel nothing inside my brain. I'm just empty right now. So, goodbye and good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-1372483397089212252?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/1372483397089212252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=1372483397089212252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1372483397089212252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1372483397089212252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/08/25-days-left.html' title='25 days left...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-8393645379124796528</id><published>2008-07-28T15:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:03:56.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 more days'/><title type='text'>3 more days...</title><content type='html'>3 more days, then I'll be leaving this job. I'm not saying that I don't like my current job. It's just that I'll be free again. No more waking up at 7am (I know it's a bit late late, but I've sleepy head), no more traffic-jamming everytime after work and no more worries while playing computer games (lol, I always "steal" some time during work to play my favourite games because it is very boring sometimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say today because I'm not using my own personal computer to do the blogging stuff. Kinda sleepy at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I do see people visiting my blog through the traffic feed at the side bar, but, why none of them leave any comments or messages for me? At least a short feedback? Please? T-T*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-8393645379124796528?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/8393645379124796528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=8393645379124796528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8393645379124796528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8393645379124796528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-more-days.html' title='3 more days...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-8516017520728533817</id><published>2008-07-26T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:59:11.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Admission'/><title type='text'>Woo hoo!</title><content type='html'>So, guess what's in my mind now? Bet you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm leaving my nostalgic hometown, Kuching very soon for China! Haha, I know, few months ago, I couldn't wait to leave China for Kuching, but now, the situation is different. I'm leaving Kuching for good becuase I just received my Admission Letter from Jinan University (more specifically, the International School of Jinan University). I was hyped when I saw the letter because to be a doctor has been my dream since the day I was admitted into the hospital for a major surgery (I'll explain this in the later post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my admission confirmation was already made a few months ago, but seeing an official letter is more convincing than that, as you might want to know that in China, everything depeneds heavily on proves you have in hand, or else people won't believe any sh*t that comes out from your mouth. Unlike high school (or secondary school), we have to study every subject and having to study subject that I don't have much interest in really gets under my skin alot (especially Language). Now, I can just focus on my favourite subjects and that is what that makes study more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, dream and reality are really twins because our dreams do come true, as long we have our faith in it. To be a doctor was a dream to me, before, but now, it has become a reality. Have faith and confidence in yourself and your dream will come true. Good luck to everyone of you who have your own dream! May the angels of hope be with all of you! Especially those who visited my blog ^-^ !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-8516017520728533817?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/8516017520728533817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=8516017520728533817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8516017520728533817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/8516017520728533817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/07/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo hoo!'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-1641664393565981625</id><published>2008-07-21T08:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:58:59.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobless'/><title type='text'>Jobless??</title><content type='html'>*Sigh* Another boring holiday. I'd been so desperate to come back to Kuching, my hometown when I was in China, but when I'm back now, everything seems to be boring and plain again. Maybe it's just me being lazy to do anything. All I did is just playing around with some online games and nothing else. But luckily, I managed to find a temporary job in a local printing company for 1 month, just to kill myself some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my job, it's quite simple, as I've been using computer for so long, it's quite easy for me to get used with the software they are using, CorelDRAW. Here, my job is to design some computer forms and do some little task, like sorting the printing plates, cleaning the unwashed plates, bringing documents up-and-down. Sometimes, I get so busy that I can't even get my ass on my chair for more than 5 minutes and when I leave the company, my chair is still cold. But, during the "boring" season when there is nothing to do, all I do is to sit my chair and surf the internet. That's a very big contrast between busy and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your concern, I haven't asked my boss about my wage because I'm thinking of killing some time and learning something new. Some people may exlaimed that I'm stupid. "Why the hell are you working for someone without asking anything about your wage?! You do charity &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;?!" Sometimes, getting a working experience cost more than the amount of money you get. At least I'm doing a job without complaining about the wage. Many people are jobless in today's society and their reasons are quite lame for me. "Aiya, I graduated from the U (shortfrom for &lt;em&gt;University, &lt;/em&gt;if you are confused) &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;em&gt;gaji&lt;/em&gt; (wage) so low, where got enough??" "Hai...me stupid lo, cannot do anything, who want to employ me &lt;em&gt;boh&lt;/em&gt;??" There are so many working- vacancies-ads in the newspaper and you complained for not finding a suitable job. Unless you are borned with a silver spoon and you have more than you can spend, I'm speechless. But if you are still waiting for someone to hire you with high salary, you better find a wall, get a few steps behind it and charge towards the wall as hard as you can. Then, you'll find your high-paid job in your &lt;em&gt;dream world. &lt;/em&gt;In this dog-eat-dog society, you can no longer wait, but to take action as soon as possible, at least you still earn some income for yourself, instead of leeching on your parents for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I've offended any of you, but I'm just pointing out the truth to those people who are too lazy or fantastical. Get a life or be a jobless leech for the rest of your miserable life! Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-1641664393565981625?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/1641664393565981625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=1641664393565981625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1641664393565981625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/1641664393565981625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/07/jobless.html' title='Jobless??'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-6707319861400960328</id><published>2008-07-13T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:13:30.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Torture'/><title type='text'>What the ...</title><content type='html'>I was surfing for some interesting facts about the history (though I don't like history) when I ran into these few pictures that gave me goose bumps. They were actually about all kinds of weirdest and cruelest prosecutions and tortures back to the ancient times. At one second, I did think that those people who "invented" these were kinda creative, but in a very very bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHofL9-t8FI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pf31hVqeGT8/s1600-h/AA00026466_1308011500581_20080115095250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHofL9-t8FI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pf31hVqeGT8/s200/AA00026466_1308011500581_20080115095250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222521008366153810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We always say "What's in your freaking brain actually?!" when we are annoyed by someone who messed up everything. And here's the way to find out. This is one of the tortures that occurred during the ancient Maya. They used a sharp stone-made blade and "scratched" your scalp till your skull revealed. You can do nothing and you can't even struggle because your body is tightly tied up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghObKzpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IVJX2YyKEko/s1600-h/Ancient+Europe+Punishment+for+Women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghObKzpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IVJX2YyKEko/s200/Ancient+Europe+Punishment+for+Women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222522473069334162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, a weird and funny way of torturing that took place during the ancient Europe. This torture was specifically designed for women and don't ask me why. With your body in the canvas bag, I'll put a mice and a cat in it. Guess you'll know what happens next. I was wondering why this torture method was not applicable for men. Then my conclusion is, "If the cat or mice accidentally hurt a man's "stick" or "ping pong balls", that man might not be able to survive and the torturers won't get what they wanted. And for ladies, their vital part are buried inside." Sounds reasonable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghL0W2VI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/H5VQc3m17YY/s1600-h/Hot+Water+Pipe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghL0W2VI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/H5VQc3m17YY/s200/Hot+Water+Pipe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222522472369674578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A hollow metal snake pipe around your body sounds nothing like a torture, but what if I pour something into the hollow pipe and it is around 100 Celsius?? Yup, they pour hot water through the snake's mouth and you can feel the heat going down and around your body. But the only problem is, how did they bend the metal snake around their victim and take it away later? I don;t dare to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghITeWTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XPmthfaeLho/s1600-h/Spanish+Military+Punishment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghITeWTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XPmthfaeLho/s200/Spanish+Military+Punishment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222522471426447666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having two bowling balls tied on each of your legs and forced to sit like the man above, what will happen to your poor little Johnny? If the top of the pyramid is sharp enough, you might end up with your little Johnny being separated into two. No matter man or woman, I think after this "game", you might not be able to feel your lower part anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghTIuNJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gAalw54z58g/s1600-h/Tiger+Bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghTIuNJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gAalw54z58g/s200/Tiger+Bench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222522474334139538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our legs were designed to bend backwards but someone felt curious about it and wanted to do the opposite. As I were told, women have better flexibility and if they were given this torture, more bricks would be used. Imagine your legs after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghbC-SfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FpxJIMW5v24/s1600-h/AA00026466_1308011500653_20080115101508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHoghbC-SfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FpxJIMW5v24/s200/AA00026466_1308011500653_20080115101508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222522476457511410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a rope around your neck, two men will be winding the rope with sticks and you will feel it harder to breathe every minute. It's like a different method of hanging a person but a bit simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHomrzyiPhI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FaulGg9fPYE/s1600-h/AA00026466_1308011500653_20080115101441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHomrzyiPhI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FaulGg9fPYE/s200/AA00026466_1308011500653_20080115101441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222529251967909394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a very old torturing method that took place during the ancient China, the Qin Dynasty. Ropes were tied on both your legs and hands and the end of the ropes were tied on 4 strong horses. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spliaakkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;!!" Two hand, two legs and a limbless body all separated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHomr5WUS4I/AAAAAAAAAag/AK6oM4XLmzo/s1600-h/Skinned+Alive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHomr5WUS4I/AAAAAAAAAag/AK6oM4XLmzo/s200/Skinned+Alive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222529253460167554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll SKIN you alive!!! Those prosecutors were actually tearing off their victims' skin as if they were skinning the pigs'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHomr2UQpJI/AAAAAAAAAao/T_Z15gBboI4/s1600-h/AA00026466_1308011500653_20080115101309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHomr2UQpJI/AAAAAAAAAao/T_Z15gBboI4/s200/AA00026466_1308011500653_20080115101309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222529252646233234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, this coffin looks similar with the one which we see in the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy Returns &lt;/span&gt;where the pretty Egyptian princess was inserted alive with thousands of flesh-eating beetles, but instead of beetles, this one has spikes in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now, but there's still uncountable ways of torture and prosecuting around the world from different cultures. I don't know why people must invent such cruel and useless things. May the world be blessed with peace and love. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5920458379046215169-6707319861400960328?l=callmesimon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/feeds/6707319861400960328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5920458379046215169&amp;postID=6707319861400960328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/6707319861400960328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5920458379046215169/posts/default/6707319861400960328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmesimon.blogspot.com/2008/07/what.html' title='What the ...'/><author><name>Monzter4EveR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12274741462720721578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SbfnJSX-LUI/AAAAAAAABMw/4GDsEYEturM/S220/DSC01623.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p1LPRKZyZUg/SHofL9-t8FI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pf31hVqeGT8/s72-c/AA00026466_1308011500581_20080115095250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920458379046215169.post-2327726870497090175</id><published>2008-07-13T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:56:34.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opening'/><title type='text'>Hi! Hello! Hey! Welcome!</title><content type='html'>Lol, I really don't know how to make the start. My name is Simon and you can Call me SiMoN (sounds quite stupid naming a blog like this). Anyway, I'm opening this blog for fun and as a place for me to express how I feel (as most bloggers do). Having visited so many famous blogs, such as &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kennysia.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(my favourite), I started to feel the influences of blogs these days. I wish my blog can be as good as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kennysia&lt;/span&gt;'s (haha, this is like asking Abdullah to reduce the petrol's price, you know what i mean ^^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it. Boring, huh? It's 2.44am right now and though I'm awake, my mind is already sleeping, not literally. So, if there's anyone who saw my blog accidentally and left a comment for me, GooD Luck and best WisHeS to you coz you are the BEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before i end this formal post, I would like to emphasize that whatever I said in my blog is only my personal opinion and it doesn't represent the mindsets of my race or country, Thank you. Do visit me for updates of my life and whatever. 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