<?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-9044319981107927794</id><updated>2012-02-17T13:09:48.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papillon Putih</title><subtitle type='html'>Hanya kepak-kepak yang menggapai...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3688135661918181951</id><published>2012-02-16T13:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T12:48:54.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejadian di stesen minyak. Again.</title><summary type='text'>This morning I went to a petrol station to fill my tank. I did not have much cash so I used my credit card instead.When paying at the counter, the cashier gave me the receipt for me to sign and he looked at the card while I was signing.-Wooo tak boleh la akak. Itu sign takda sama.So I looked at the back of my card and true enough I had forgotten to sign it since it was one that was recently </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3688135661918181951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/kejadian-di-stesen-minyak-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3688135661918181951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3688135661918181951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/kejadian-di-stesen-minyak-again.html' title='Kejadian di stesen minyak. Again.'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-268027693411106405</id><published>2012-02-10T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T13:03:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder for assignment</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday in class I was discussing with the students about their first assignment. I also reminded them to come and see me at the office and show the progress of their work.-I want you to show me a sample of your brochures by this week. You can show me the soft copy OR print it out in black and white first for me to see. After that you can print it out in colour using glossy paper.Then I decided</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/268027693411106405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/reminder-for-assignment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/268027693411106405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/268027693411106405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/reminder-for-assignment.html' title='Reminder for assignment'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6738854571620226465</id><published>2012-02-09T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T13:04:19.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sambil meminum sup tomyam di Noodle Station Alamanda...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to Alamanda after work for some grocery shopping. And decided to have an early dinner at the Noodle Station. New menu, new dishes, new prices.As I got my order, a young couple entered the restaurant and sat next to my table. I was sitting on a long banquette so I sort of shared it with two other tables. And we were seated quite close to each other so I could hear everything they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6738854571620226465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/sambil-meminum-sup-tomyam-di-noodle.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6738854571620226465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6738854571620226465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/sambil-meminum-sup-tomyam-di-noodle.html' title='Sambil meminum sup tomyam di Noodle Station Alamanda...'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6530748583275720723</id><published>2012-02-08T13:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T13:05:16.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The case of the desperate orange thrower</title><summary type='text'>During Chap Goh Mei, maidens throw oranges to fetch the apple of their eyes, or so read the title for the Star Online dated Tuesday February 7, 2012. Some of my Chinese friends have urged me to join in the fun. "Alaaa tak jumpa pun tak apa la, suka-suka saja...."But that's the whole problem. In view of the advanced stages of my maidenhood years, I have no time anymore to spare for benda main-main</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6530748583275720723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/case-of-desperate-orange-thrower.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6530748583275720723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6530748583275720723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/case-of-desperate-orange-thrower.html' title='The case of the desperate orange thrower'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8630121060788957933</id><published>2012-02-02T12:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:53:44.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AJL 26</title><summary type='text'>Last week-end I met my two school seniors for our annual AJL girl outing at Stadium Putra Bukit Jalil. As usual it will start with makan-makan and catching up on one year's worth of life stories and gossiping, then go listen to some songs and probably cheer for our favorite performers (abang AZ mengapa kau tarik diri? Sob sob) and lastly end the outing with supper at the nearest mamak joint.But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8630121060788957933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/ajl-26.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8630121060788957933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8630121060788957933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/02/ajl-26.html' title='AJL 26'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2168760598981513992</id><published>2012-01-26T13:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:14:19.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedi Kampung Liu</title><summary type='text'>This morning the three botol kicaps who came to see yesterday paid me another visit. Saya sudah panik. Apa lagi Labu?-Assalamualaikum madam.-Waalaikumsalam.-Kitaorang ingat nak tukar group la. Nak register French 1 dengan group lain.-Oh I see.Muka madame stoic. Kalau dalam citer cina tu macam muka makcik ketua keluarga terkaya di kampung yang berhadapan dengan anak perempuan yang baru ditangkap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2168760598981513992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/tragedi-kampung-liu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2168760598981513992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2168760598981513992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/tragedi-kampung-liu.html' title='Tragedi Kampung Liu'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4997110591951789756</id><published>2012-01-25T13:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:13:49.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duit gaji aku siapa yang bayar?</title><summary type='text'>This morning three students came to see me. Seems that they have registered for my course but did not turn up last week. So today they came to check if their names are in my list.I asked them why they were absent. They replied casually that they didn't know where the class was, which was totally ridiculous since they could always check their timetable or call up their friends to ask. So I told </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4997110591951789756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/duit-gaji-aku-siapa-yang-bayar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4997110591951789756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4997110591951789756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/duit-gaji-aku-siapa-yang-bayar.html' title='Duit gaji aku siapa yang bayar?'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7307074633302055588</id><published>2012-01-24T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:17:54.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in translation</title><summary type='text'>Just now I got a call from an unknown number. I answered. The guy asked me if I was Fanny. I said no. He said, ''Itu bukan Fanny Tee ka?''. I replied that I was Vanity. He didn't get the joke. Or maybe I lacked a sense of humor.Which reminded me of another episode of linguistic confusion. A few years back there was this game on the radio that made callers translate into Malay the title of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7307074633302055588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost-in-translation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7307074633302055588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7307074633302055588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in translation'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3494469005598864929</id><published>2012-01-18T07:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:16:07.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want in a Man</title><summary type='text'>I read this on a paper place mat at a Japanese buffet restaurant and had to share with you guys. It gave me something to ponder on while chewing on my salmon sushis and sashimis. I am now at the Revised List (age 42). :DWhat I Want in a man, Original ListHandsomeCharmingFinancially successfulA caring listenerWittyIn good shapeDresses with styleAppreciates finer thingsFull of thoughtful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3494469005598864929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-i-want-in-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3494469005598864929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3494469005598864929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-i-want-in-man.html' title='What I Want in a Man'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1243979537493137384</id><published>2012-01-16T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:05:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Membeli cermin mata di KL Sentral</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I finally went to see the optometrist and get a new pair of glasses. The young man who attended to me was very polite and always had the right words to say. Sales pitch kena bagus kan, barulah customer nak duduk dan mencuba semua frame spek mata dan membeli.After trying out what seemed to be the 100th pair of frame, I got what I wanted and proceeded into the small dark room to have my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1243979537493137384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/cermin-mata.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1243979537493137384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1243979537493137384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/cermin-mata.html' title='Membeli cermin mata di KL Sentral'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2413867863625493601</id><published>2012-01-10T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:52:19.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect timing</title><summary type='text'>This is an example of perfect timing:A few days ago I went to Alamanda to meet up with a friend. As I was walking towards the meeting place, another friend called me up so we chatted as I walked. I was on the first floor, and as I passed the Chicken Rice Shop (chicken rice and more paa pa pa pa!), which was situated on the ground floor, I could smell delicious food and I made this remark to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2413867863625493601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfect-timing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2413867863625493601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2413867863625493601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfect-timing.html' title='Perfect timing'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5722577670304100029</id><published>2012-01-09T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:12:19.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Datin Ghairah</title><summary type='text'>Last week I watched Datin Ghairah at a friend's house on Astro First. Mental torture and abuse.If we just take all the cliches at face value without thinking rationally about the real lives of everyday people this is what we can say about the rich as they are portrayed in the movie:1) Orang kaya semua cakap slo-mo:If you watch Datin Ghairah you will notice that Maria Faridah speaks super slow. As</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5722577670304100029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/datin-ghairah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5722577670304100029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5722577670304100029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/datin-ghairah.html' title='Datin Ghairah'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2077699410766369142</id><published>2012-01-08T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T12:53:42.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Planet CD</title><summary type='text'>My niece is playing with the Animal Planet CD yang dapat free dalam kotak Koko Krunch on my laptop. And talking to herself.-Wow! I got the answers right Mak Long. I'm a super genius. I can be a psychopedia.-Bukan psychopedia Aina. Encyclopedia.-Oh yes yes yes. Cocopedia.Mungkin sebab makan Koko Krunch? Pandai macam cocopedia?NB: By the way the Animal Planet CD is super fun and very educative. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2077699410766369142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/animal-planet-cd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2077699410766369142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2077699410766369142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/animal-planet-cd.html' title='Animal Planet CD'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6229562765488924924</id><published>2012-01-06T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T12:34:48.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery shopping</title><summary type='text'>A couple of days ago I went to a hypermarket for some grocery shopping. I had two lists: one from my mom and another one that is reimbursable so I needed two separate bills. So at the checkout counter I put the things that I could claim for payment first since ada 3-4 barang jer. And I told the cashier that I wanted to pay twice."Adik akak bayar barang-barang ni asing. Yang sikit dulu lepas tu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6229562765488924924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/grocery-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6229562765488924924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6229562765488924924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/grocery-shopping.html' title='Grocery shopping'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2377230785497632215</id><published>2012-01-03T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:45:34.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' day out</title><summary type='text'>Today is girls' day out with my niece. So we went to One Utama for some arts and craft.

Even at 11.30am, the basement parking was already quite full. As I was driving around looking for a parking space, I made a remark about this.

She replied: "In Aina's world Mak Long there's no problem about parking. All the cars can fly. You should live in my world."

Hmm. Maybe I should ask her about  the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2377230785497632215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-day-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2377230785497632215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2377230785497632215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls&amp;#39; day out'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3019244869226319843</id><published>2011-12-22T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:50:43.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><summary type='text'>Just now I went grocery shopping with my niece. In the hypermarket, she was busy helping me find everything I had in my list.At one time, she wanted to hold my arm to get my attention. But immediately pulled her hand back.-Ouch! That hurts! Ada rasa macam cucuk-cucuk.-Owhh. Itu elektrik statik Aina. Kalau Aina pegang troli ni pun Aina boleh rasa cucuk-cucuk tu.-Eeeee tak nak peganglah! Nanti </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3019244869226319843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/12/ouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3019244869226319843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3019244869226319843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/12/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-885928624766848578</id><published>2011-12-13T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T13:42:57.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is round</title><summary type='text'>-Mak Long, what do you think we can find on the other side of the world?-Another country.-Are you sure? Because it sure seems so far. How can we know?-Maybe we should ask someone then.-Yes. We should ask a scientist. An earth scientist. Mana nak cari earth scientist Mak Long?-At the Pusat Sains Negara?-Oh goody. We can call them up!-Aina why don't we just buy a globe and see what they have on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/885928624766848578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/12/world-is-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/885928624766848578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/885928624766848578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/12/world-is-round.html' title='The world is round'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4019988365791527490</id><published>2011-11-30T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T15:58:50.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice from the young at heart</title><summary type='text'>The other day I was chatting with my niece in the car on the way to Pusat Sains Negara (during one of our girl-bonding trips). We talked about everyday life and TV and movies and boys.She asked me:-Mak Long do you have a boyfriend?I answered with another question:-Why do you ask?She replied:-Oh, just asking. Tapi kan Mak Long, kita kena berhati-hati. Kadang-kadang orang lelaki ni nak berkawan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4019988365791527490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/advice-from-young-at-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4019988365791527490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4019988365791527490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/advice-from-young-at-heart.html' title='Advice from the young at heart'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2200289426532801244</id><published>2011-11-30T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:43:52.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detox</title><summary type='text'>For the past three weeks I have been experiencing major acne break-outs  and this has led to enduring tasteless jokes like "Ini jerawat gatal nak  kawin ni" or "Meh aku tolong ubatkan" which in turn has stressed me up  even more, resulting in more acne.Then it dawned upon me that well, maybe a two-week detox programme might  not be a bad idea after all since some skin problems are sometimes  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2200289426532801244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/detox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2200289426532801244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2200289426532801244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/detox.html' title='Detox'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7602428164629098354</id><published>2011-11-06T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T18:51:47.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barred from exam</title><summary type='text'>A few minutes ago I got an sms from an unknown number so I straight away assumed that it was sent by one of my students. It read: ''Good evening madam. Betul ke saya kena bar dari exam? Tolong la madam saya tak boleh fail lagi. Saya ada masalah keluarga. Sem ni saya kena tumpang moto member. Tu yang selalu tak datang. Tolong la madam. Boleh tak unbar saya?''So I replied by asking this person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7602428164629098354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/barred-from-exam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7602428164629098354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7602428164629098354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/barred-from-exam.html' title='Barred from exam'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2718710466843082167</id><published>2011-11-02T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:41:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multitasking</title><summary type='text'>Just now I sms-ed a person, Mr N, to tell him about an advertisement for a house that he put up for rent here in Bangi that I was interested in. He replied saying that he wants to set an appointment for me and his wife to see the house tomorrow afternoon. I agreed. Then I typed out another sms to another friend asking about where she stayed during her trip to Paris, as another friend of mine was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2718710466843082167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/multitasking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2718710466843082167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2718710466843082167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/multitasking.html' title='Multitasking'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3795309907474628528</id><published>2011-11-01T11:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T13:05:53.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita orang jahat</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago I was watching a crime show with my niece on the telly. Ini jenis cerita yang ada bunuh-bunuh dan kejar-mengejar naik kereta. Not a good show to watch with a kid actually but we were zapping when we saw this scene in which the murderer tried to kill the victim in his cab. My niece was so engrossed watching the babak separa seram.-Eeeee Mak Long takutnya! Orang jahat tu pemandu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3795309907474628528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/cerita-orang-jahat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3795309907474628528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3795309907474628528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/11/cerita-orang-jahat.html' title='Cerita orang jahat'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-539630225607062841</id><published>2011-10-27T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:00:59.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cashier</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to do the groceries at a hypermarket in Kota Damansara. While at the cashier waiting to pay, I saw the boy two lanes away trying to call the cashier at mine. But the young girl was too busy scanning and packing the things to notice.-Kak Zu! Kak Zu!, he called out.So I said to her, "Cik Zu, cashier tu panggil awak."She looked at me with big round eyes, stopped working for a while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/539630225607062841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/cashier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/539630225607062841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/539630225607062841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/cashier.html' title='Cashier'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5000551964922560684</id><published>2011-10-17T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T14:11:14.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backhanded compliments</title><summary type='text'>A backhanded compliment, also known as a left handed compliment is an insult that is disguised as a compliment. It takes a fairly good amount of wit, sarcasm and disdain to give a really good one.It is what might at first sound like a compliment but could or should really be taken as an insult when considered in its entirety. Sometimes a backhanded compliment may be completely inadvertent, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5000551964922560684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/backhanded-compliments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5000551964922560684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5000551964922560684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/backhanded-compliments.html' title='Backhanded compliments'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3621891597616726639</id><published>2011-10-14T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:53:13.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big Q</title><summary type='text'>Just now at the canteen I greeted some fellow colleagues who were having their meal. We chatted amicably and somehow the topic of marriage cropped up. And one of them looked at me and asked me the Q: "Tie bila ko nak kawin Tie? Umur dah semakin meningkat."And I braced myself for the onslaught of cheap jokes to come."Alaa Tie, kalo ko tak kisah, aku pun ada...""Ko jangan memilih sangat...ko kena </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3621891597616726639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-q.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3621891597616726639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3621891597616726639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-q.html' title='The big Q'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4164655193310923352</id><published>2011-10-12T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:47:31.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday I had the opportunity of attending a majlis ilmu in which one of the panel members was a young ustaz from KUIS and who is also a penceramah on TV Al-Hijrah. He spoke eloquently, with great knowledge on the subject matter, reciting verses from the Holy Quran effortlessly (being a Hafiz) and uses current and up-to-date analogies that are relevant and that the young people can relate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4164655193310923352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/apologies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4164655193310923352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4164655193310923352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3929007416895721676</id><published>2011-10-11T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:15:49.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Aina</title><summary type='text'>Last Sunday, my niece and I, we chilled together in the bedroom. Well actually I was just lying around doing absolutely nothing while she played "the one and most important doctor in the hospital who had to do everything from checking in the patient to analyzing blood test results to wheeling the patient into the operating theatre because the nurse aka Mak Long was busy playing games on her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3929007416895721676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/dr-aina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3929007416895721676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3929007416895721676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/dr-aina.html' title='Dr Aina'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7440951231762731152</id><published>2011-10-05T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:57:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little annoyed today</title><summary type='text'>Today I am feeling more than a little annoyed actually (contrary to what the title of this blog posting indicates) with this person I know. But I guess I will just have to be patient and let this anger thingy pass me by because hey, this person doesn't give a crap anyway. Do you people realize how men can simply ignore you when you are in merajuk mode and just hope that it will just subside and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7440951231762731152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-little-annoyed-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7440951231762731152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7440951231762731152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-little-annoyed-today.html' title='Just a little annoyed today'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6957621774674006762</id><published>2011-10-04T07:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:07:31.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perkataan baru</title><summary type='text'>Last week I spent five days gallivanting around the streets of Jakarta Barat, known as the Mangga Besar area. No shopping whatsoever. Just visiting musuems and taking pictures of the Dutch colonial buildings in Kota Tua. Believe it or not. Tidak berbelanja di mana-mana supermall yang tumbuh melata di seluruh kotaraya tersebut. It's like saying "I went to KFC but only had some Mirinda oren."And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6957621774674006762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/perkataan-baru.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6957621774674006762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6957621774674006762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/10/perkataan-baru.html' title='Perkataan baru'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3847465738418420018</id><published>2011-09-23T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:00:02.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baked seafood</title><summary type='text'>Last night my niece came up to me and offered a plate of baked seafood. She had arranged some fridge magnets on a small square board and pretended that they were real seafood. There was a starfish, a fish, a duck, a whale and a few others.-Here. Come on Mak Long. Have one. Nobody in my land wants to eat my baked seafood.-Oh dear. Really? What's your land called?-Aina Land.-And who are in your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3847465738418420018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/baked-seafood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3847465738418420018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3847465738418420018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/baked-seafood.html' title='Baked seafood'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3639254407360282209</id><published>2011-09-22T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T17:53:49.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perangkap</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I had a chat with one of my students. He told me a joke he heard from a friend. He liked it so much that he told almost everybody in class, me included.-Madame when he story me I so funny. My eye water drop cannot stop.-Owh. Eye water tu apa?-Laaa madame. Ayaq mata la.-Owh. Jadi kalau mata air nak panggil apa dalam bahasa Inggeris?-Heheheh. Panggil marka. Ok bye madame!As he was leaving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3639254407360282209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/perangkap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3639254407360282209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3639254407360282209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/perangkap.html' title='Perangkap'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4993110215776968237</id><published>2011-09-19T13:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T15:32:00.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anatomy 101 (pre-school edition)</title><summary type='text'> Just now I made a short visit to the bank and bumped into a friend and her chatty son .One thing that I have come to realize is that this boy has somehow developped his linguistic skills far beyond his tender age. "Motormouth" doesn't even begin to describe him. My chatterbox niece pales in comparison.And when you're in a bank waiting for your turn, the last thing you want is to have a kid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4993110215776968237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/anatomy-101-pre-school-edition.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4993110215776968237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4993110215776968237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/anatomy-101-pre-school-edition.html' title='Anatomy 101 (pre-school edition)'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8219640755182561389</id><published>2011-09-14T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:16:31.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mud quota for this year</title><summary type='text'>This was how I looked like when I came out of Gua Kelawar last Sunday. Covered from head to toe with mud.Mud, mud and more mud.When we were inside, we made a few rest breaks, during which we could have our light lunch if we wanted to. I did. But how? The whole body was covered in mud.So, I took off my gloves, reached into my dry pack for a bun and bottled water. Then washed my grimy hands a bit. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8219640755182561389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-mud-quota-for-this-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8219640755182561389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8219640755182561389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-mud-quota-for-this-year.html' title='My mud quota for this year'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ndf_DtZqxBg/TnAyK4kxmvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dXtgyUak4mk/s72-c/Gua%2BKanthan_Gua%2BKelawar_10_110911%2B043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5825359349631349752</id><published>2011-08-24T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:21:26.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag flash cards</title><summary type='text'>The other day I played a flag flash card game with my students. I'd show them a card with a flag and they'd give me the name of the country in English. Then I'd write the name in French on the board.The students were really focusing hard because I told them the record for least mistakes was held by a 12 year old boy I have tuition class with. Only one mistake out of the 54 cards. So everybody </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5825359349631349752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/flag-flash-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5825359349631349752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5825359349631349752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/flag-flash-cards.html' title='Flag flash cards'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5211840148095532242</id><published>2011-08-23T07:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:36:18.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamin F</title><summary type='text'>A Friend shared this article with me and I want to share it with you.Why do I have a variety of friends who are all different in character ?Some of them can be considered marginal even ?How do I get on with them all ?I think that each one helps to bring out a "different" part of me...With one of them I am a polite, good girl.I joke with another friend.I sit down and talk about serious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5211840148095532242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/vitamin-f.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5211840148095532242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5211840148095532242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/vitamin-f.html' title='Vitamin F'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3295725197161103982</id><published>2011-08-22T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T17:27:37.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momoi saya sakit</title><summary type='text'>That is my cat Momoi sitting on some music sheets as he knows that will be a sure way of getting my attention.Last Saturday he fell ill. He just slept all day and refused to eat. My mom took him to the vet's and he was diagnosed with suffering from jaundice. For quite some time, it seems, since the symptoms appear much later. Kesian Momoi. Gusi dan matanya kuning. Dia muntah-muntah dan tidak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3295725197161103982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/momoi-saya-sakit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3295725197161103982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3295725197161103982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/momoi-saya-sakit.html' title='Momoi saya sakit'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQvZKKdJjbA/TlIcb35ZkkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hVPluEzr9BQ/s72-c/Momoi_Tina_Agus%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1612047380105772937</id><published>2011-08-19T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:00:22.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I say A but actually I mean A.1.1</title><summary type='text'>When I was a kid my mom said I was a very shy girl. It was hard for me to tell directly to my parents what I wanted. For example, I'd ask my dad, "Papa, hari Ahad zoo bukak tak?" to hint that I wanted to visit Zoo Negara. Or rub my tummy and say "Yati lapar la." whenever we passed by A&amp;W Taman Jaya. Zaman tu that was the only fast food restaurant around. Kalau bapak saya ajak makan di sana saya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1612047380105772937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-say-but-actually-i-mean-a11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1612047380105772937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1612047380105772937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-say-but-actually-i-mean-a11.html' title='I say A but actually I mean A.1.1'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1228354463540739028</id><published>2011-08-18T16:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:25:44.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iftar with the Rukaiyah kids</title><summary type='text'>These two mischievous looking boys are part of the Rukaiyah Orphanage I had the pleasure of spending some time with during iftar last weekend. And while I was taking this photo, I could almost hear them thinking out loud. And true enough, when I told them that everyone in my family was tall, they cried out, "Alaaa Achik macamana Achik tau kitaorang nak tanya soalan tu?"They told me they were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1228354463540739028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/these-two-mischievous-looking-boys-are.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1228354463540739028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1228354463540739028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/these-two-mischievous-looking-boys-are.html' title='Iftar with the Rukaiyah kids'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwTjJK6vRW8/TkzR5CaOw3I/AAAAAAAAALw/ZEYGq2vlDsk/s72-c/Iftar%2Bwith%2Bthe%2BRukaiyah%2BOrphanage%2B130811%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5831076372115457174</id><published>2011-08-16T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:07:23.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What language do you speak?</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had a class on countries and nationalities. And the languages that people speak. So after doing a dialog with the students it was time to do some oral with them. I asked them if they spoke a certain language and they would have to answer affirmatively or otherwise.So I started with a student who volunteered. I asked him:-Vous parlez français? (Do you speak French?)He answered:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5831076372115457174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-language-do-you-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5831076372115457174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5831076372115457174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-language-do-you-speak.html' title='What language do you speak?'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4911235039612174215</id><published>2011-08-09T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T15:56:57.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di kedai alatulis</title><summary type='text'>Semalam saya ke kedai alatulis untuk membeli sedikit, er, peralatan untuk menulis dan mengajar. Saya terus ke rak menjual kertas dan di tempat mesin fotokopi saya lihat ada dua pakcik sedang berborak sementara menunggu dokumen mereka difotokopi. Salah seorang daripada mereka merasa gembira dan bangga dengan anaknya yang akan meneruskan pelajarannya di luar negara, didalam bidang IT.-Anak aku ni</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4911235039612174215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/di-kedai-alatulis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4911235039612174215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4911235039612174215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/di-kedai-alatulis.html' title='Di kedai alatulis'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3853751469694070466</id><published>2011-08-06T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T15:37:05.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to the pet food shop to buy the cat biscuits that my cats so can't live without. While I was choosing and debating with myself about the choice of flavour, an old lady came into the shop and came to where I was and we ended up talking which brand suits our cats best. At some point she looked at me and remarked about my height.Then she told me that I have a nose that would bring '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3853751469694070466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/nose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3853751469694070466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3853751469694070466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/nose.html' title='Nose'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6731285429883921999</id><published>2011-08-02T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:52:13.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing a friend in French</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had class with a group of students who were learning French for the first time. So as an ice-breaking session, I had them prepare a few sentences to introduce another friend to everyone.I gave an example:-Il s'appelle Roy. Il aime le football.Some of them asked:-What is the meaning of aime Madame?I answered:-Aime means "love". So my example means "His name is Roy. He loves football</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6731285429883921999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/introducing-friend-in-french.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6731285429883921999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6731285429883921999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/introducing-friend-in-french.html' title='Introducing a friend in French'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6322689661801784236</id><published>2011-08-01T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T14:59:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TnG card</title><summary type='text'>This morning I stopped by a petrol station to buy a new TnG card and top up some amount as well. At the cashier, I took out my purse to pay the boy at the counter. He gave me my card and my receipt.As I went out the door, I took out my car keys. So I had my keys, my purse, my TnG card and my receipt in my hands.While walking towards my car I passed by a thrash can. I wanted to throw away the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6322689661801784236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/tng-card.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6322689661801784236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6322689661801784236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/08/tng-card.html' title='TnG card'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3967915454359584910</id><published>2011-07-22T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T14:32:22.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery shopping</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I did my groceries and after all the shopping I pushed my cart straight to the carpark and not look left and right to avoid the temptation of buying things that would be of no use whatsoever. Especially if there's a RM5 shop lurking around somewhere.I reached my car and pressed the remote alarm button. Nothing. I tried again. Nada. Saya ketuk-ketuk lagi. Namun masih tidak berjaya. Saya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3967915454359584910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/grocery-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3967915454359584910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3967915454359584910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/grocery-shopping.html' title='Grocery shopping'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-9030312260248268116</id><published>2011-07-19T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:13:36.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Groups</title><summary type='text'>A group of frogs is called an army.A group of rhinos is called a crash. A group of kangaroos is called a mob.A group of whales is called a pod.A group of geese is called a gaggle.A group of ravens is called a murder.A group of officers is called a mess.A group of larks is called an exaltation.A group of owls is called a parliament.A group of doves is called a salvation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/9030312260248268116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/groups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9030312260248268116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9030312260248268116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/groups.html' title='Groups'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2143256894975800862</id><published>2011-07-15T14:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T16:18:12.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sambil isi minyak kereta lap cermin sekali</title><summary type='text'>Last night on the way home after dinner I stopped at the petrol station to fill up. Dan sementara menunggu minyak dituang penuh, saya mengambil kesempatan untuk mencuci cermin kereta saya yang penuh berhabuk itu. I used the windscreen cleaner blade thingy, busy sliding that thing horizontally across the windshield when I heard the young man whose car was at the petrol pump beside mine call out to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2143256894975800862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/sambil-isi-minyak-kereta-lap-cermin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2143256894975800862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2143256894975800862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/sambil-isi-minyak-kereta-lap-cermin.html' title='Sambil isi minyak kereta lap cermin sekali'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4494965962651256390</id><published>2011-07-13T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:30:51.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short semester exam</title><summary type='text'>A couple of days ago I invigilated an exam session and while going around the hall checking their attendance, I noticed that one of the students had not one but two calculators on the table. So out of curiosity I asked him why.-Kalau satu kalkulator habis bateri saya ada yang lagi satu ni Madame.-Oh. Tapi kalau dua-dua pun habis bateri?-Ohhh jangan takut Madame. Saya dah pikir dah.And he took out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4494965962651256390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-semester-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4494965962651256390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4494965962651256390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-semester-exam.html' title='Short semester exam'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5651365612393366424</id><published>2011-07-12T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T15:02:56.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melepas</title><summary type='text'>I just got to know that my training at the Naval Base in Lumut got cancelled. Kaciwa! My fantasy of seeing a class full of men in white uniform habis punah. Down the drain. Yes we chicks dig men in uniform. I'm sure all of us do. Cuma ada yang tak nak cakap je. Setakat senyum sorang-sorang bila tengok NCIS atau JAG.Another reason why I think the Malaysian Navy is uber cool:Their elite Paskal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5651365612393366424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/melepas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5651365612393366424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5651365612393366424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/melepas.html' title='Melepas'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7rhyBTubGM/Thvgy8NTcrI/AAAAAAAAALo/Cy6E9TaciOE/s72-c/paskal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1922169512578508790</id><published>2011-07-04T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T16:51:24.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagline</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was hanging out with my niece in my parents' bedroom when she said that she had a little show for me. So she took the bolster and put it in the middle of the bed. And then took the radio remote control, pretended it was a giant match, struck it against her thigh, and then looked at me.-Mak Long cover your ears. I'm going to light this cannon. There's going to be a loud explosion!So we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1922169512578508790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/tagline.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1922169512578508790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1922169512578508790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/tagline.html' title='Tagline'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1209138134299152825</id><published>2011-07-01T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:53:39.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejadian di Santai Suri</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1209138134299152825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/kejadian-di-santai-suri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1209138134299152825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1209138134299152825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/07/kejadian-di-santai-suri.html' title='Kejadian di Santai Suri'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4958291136415568238</id><published>2011-06-29T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T17:48:08.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orang utan</title><summary type='text'>Last night I uploaded a photo of a person wearing a pink orang utan tshirt on my facebook wall. I thought it was a cute and adorable t-shirt. Pink pulak tu. Jadi kemolaran comelnya bertambah tiga kali ganda.Before going to bed I zapped the Astro channels and noticed that almost all the programs were about murder and fantasy horror. So I switched off the telly and went to bed.Then in my sleep I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4958291136415568238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/orang-utan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4958291136415568238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4958291136415568238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/orang-utan.html' title='Orang utan'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-625861761143426589</id><published>2011-06-23T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:12:09.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perbualan tatkala sedang makan chicken popcorn</title><summary type='text'>This morning during breakfast I chatted a bit with my 8-year-old niece. She talked about her school and her plans for the weekend. Then she looked at me and told me proudly that she can speak two languages very fluently: Malay and English.-But I want to be like you Mak Long! You can speak three languages!I looked at her and geleng-geleng kepala.-No? Not three? How many languages do you speak then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/625861761143426589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/perbualan-tatkala-sedang-makan-chicken.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/625861761143426589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/625861761143426589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/perbualan-tatkala-sedang-makan-chicken.html' title='Perbualan tatkala sedang makan chicken popcorn'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6652352149598596437</id><published>2011-06-16T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:15:08.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast</title><summary type='text'>This morning I stopped by a petrol station beside the used-to-be Mint Hotel to buy some breakfast. But they ran out of hot coffee and the cashier told me that I could get some at McDonalds next door."Terus boleh masuk ikut pintu belakang kakak takde keluar-keluar." (read: the two buildings were adjoining to each other)So I went there and ordered my breakfast and coffee to go. When I got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6652352149598596437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/breakfast.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6652352149598596437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6652352149598596437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5784294253931499278</id><published>2011-06-09T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:48:38.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New words</title><summary type='text'>My 8 year old niece likes to talk. She is the motormouth in the family. She can just yak and yak and yak. She is in love with the sound of her voice. She will talk, yell, sing and act out little stories and mini dramas either alone or with the help of her little toy friends. And when she 's in her own fantasy world, she will cook up all sorts of funny words that she sometimes uses on me.Like for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5784294253931499278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-words.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5784294253931499278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5784294253931499278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-words.html' title='New words'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2265882635475595007</id><published>2011-06-06T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:21:21.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita sms.</title><summary type='text'>This morning I sms-ed a friend.-Assalamualaikum.My friend replied:-Siapa ni ek?I sms-ed again:-Weh tak kena ke? Aku la Yati.-Owh. Aku ingat mamat Jepun mana tadi.Then I checked again the first sms that I sent him. Instead of "Assalamualaikum", it came out "Addams Yamamoto".Damn this spelling auto-correction. Sometimes it just gives you more hassle. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2265882635475595007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/cerita-sms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2265882635475595007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2265882635475595007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/cerita-sms.html' title='Cerita sms.'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-9192079042152758564</id><published>2011-06-01T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:48:14.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago I went to Alamanda to do some errands. So many things to do, so little time, on an empty stomach. And it didn't help matters that the chicken rice shop I went to for my meal served everything with a super extra dose of MSG. Terus sakit kepala.Well anyway after my early dinner I went straight to the nearest ATM to withdraw money. I was queuing behind a young man who seemed to have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/9192079042152758564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/blur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9192079042152758564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9192079042152758564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/06/blur.html' title='Blur'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5230413239385076625</id><published>2011-05-24T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:48:55.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sampel</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to do some grocery shopping at a hypermarket in Kelana Jaya. While I was at the check-out counter busy loading my things into the trolley, I noticed a group of youngsters waiting around me, each holding either a product sample or vouchers. And true enough the moment I had paid the cashier and was walking slowly towards the escalator, the three of them crowded around me with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5230413239385076625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/sampel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5230413239385076625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5230413239385076625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/sampel.html' title='Sampel'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2997020690842104667</id><published>2011-05-22T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:32:05.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday lunch with my besties</title><summary type='text'>This is the pink VW on top of the birthday cake that my besties gave me when we went for lunch yesterday. So from today onwards I will look at this picture in the morning when I wake up and at night before going to bed and wish real hard that this cute little pink car will be a reality. And if I focus even more,  hey I might even get those full red bee stung lips and one additional cup size.But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2997020690842104667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-lunch-with-my-besties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2997020690842104667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2997020690842104667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-lunch-with-my-besties.html' title='Birthday lunch with my besties'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFJsQDgZKDc/Tdjx7bapujI/AAAAAAAAALU/r_Zc1MHxYnQ/s72-c/pinkVW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4323185050821408726</id><published>2011-05-20T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:44:37.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kereta Baru</title><summary type='text'>This morning as I was walking to my office I saw one of the lady cleaners and bade her a very good morning.-Good Morning auntie!-Good Moorrrninnggg!! Wo cikgu sudah ada kereta baru ka?-Takde la Auntie saya pinjam kereta mak saya.-Wo. Apa pasal cikgu? Sindri punya kereta mana pigi?-Rosak teruk la auntie. Kena hempap pokok depan rumah. Saya sudah hantar workshop kasi repair.-Aiyoyoyo...saya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4323185050821408726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/kereta-baru.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4323185050821408726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4323185050821408726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/kereta-baru.html' title='Kereta Baru'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6325754683388600788</id><published>2011-05-12T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:41:53.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking show on TV</title><summary type='text'>Last night I arrived home late after one hour of combat martial arts followed by a light dinner with girlfriends. After taking a nice cool shower I switched on the telly to wind down a bit, sambil memakan aiskrim Magnum Classic yang sungguh lazat.There was this interesting cooking programme on Astro. The chef was showing how to bake a meringue. Or Bomb Alaska. I think. I was trying to jot down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6325754683388600788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/baking-show-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6325754683388600788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6325754683388600788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/baking-show-on-tv.html' title='Baking show on TV'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4175442267498068032</id><published>2011-05-11T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T17:13:42.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perbualan di muka pintu bilik peperiksaan</title><summary type='text'>-Why are you out so early? This paper ends in one hour's time. You have one hour more to go.-Alah madame, susah sangat la, kalau duduk lama-lama pun bukannya dapat idea baru pun.-Oh. OK.-Jom la madame saya belanja madame teh tarik.-Orait. Tapi tunggu la saya jaga exam ni sampai 2.30pm. Awak yang keluar awal.-Oh ye tak ye jugak.-Yep.-Alamak lamanya lagi. Saya balik dulu la madame. Panas.-Pulak.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4175442267498068032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/perbualan-di-muka-pintu-bilik.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4175442267498068032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4175442267498068032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/perbualan-di-muka-pintu-bilik.html' title='Perbualan di muka pintu bilik peperiksaan'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1795293293917563760</id><published>2011-05-09T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:28:18.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Industrial training presentation #1</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had an industrial training presentation to attend. The student came in, set up the computer, showed his slides and started his presentation.-Good morning. My name is bla bla bla and today I will present. First I will talk about the company then I will talk about the project. All the lecturers nodded.-First the company. Bla bla bla...The lecturers nodded.-So my conclusion is bla bla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1795293293917563760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/industrial-training-presentation-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1795293293917563760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1795293293917563760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/industrial-training-presentation-1.html' title='Industrial training presentation #1'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-500324215864861378</id><published>2011-05-04T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T16:49:43.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word game</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend my niece asked me to play a word game with her. So I said okay and proposed the "make a sentence from any two given words".-Okay Mak Long let's play.-Okay let's see. I will give you two words and you make a sentence using the two words.-Okay. And you too okay Mak Long? But me first.-Hmmm. What about remote control and giraffe? Come on Aina, you go first.(In my mind, I had already </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/500324215864861378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/word-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/500324215864861378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/500324215864861378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/05/word-game.html' title='Word game'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7205141752014904828</id><published>2011-04-27T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:32:56.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation gap analysis  #1</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago I bumped into a friend and his current mata ayer, hanging on to him for dear life. OK maybe that was not a very neutral description. But please let me try to explain. My friend is 45. She is 23. MLC at the most viral stage.Well anyway due to the misfortune of this accidental encounter I had to sit down and have coffee with them. And update current events in each other's personal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7205141752014904828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/generation-gap-analysis-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7205141752014904828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7205141752014904828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/generation-gap-analysis-1.html' title='Generation gap analysis  #1'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6894896690448695947</id><published>2011-04-24T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T10:12:39.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perbualan mengenai negeri</title><summary type='text'>Earlier this week I was at a friend's place and overheard their two daughters' conversation.

-Cucuk mata dia!
-Tak baik la buat macam tu. Nanti mati masuk melaka.

Kalau mati masuk Melaka, bila lapar kita boleh makan Curry Devil. Kalau mengantuk nak tidur kita boleh pergi Bukit Katil. Kemudian di malam minggu pergi jumpa mata air di Padang Temu. 

Tapi hati-hati. Kalau jalan-jalan pegang tangan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6894896690448695947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/perbualan-mengenai-negeri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6894896690448695947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6894896690448695947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/perbualan-mengenai-negeri.html' title='Perbualan mengenai negeri'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4833671228861445834</id><published>2011-04-15T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:12:39.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minggu peperiksaan di sekolah</title><summary type='text'>Berpuluh-puluh tahun yang lalu semasa saya bersekolah di Kg Konggo, waktu yang paling digeruni adalah pada waktu peperiksaan. Waktu nombor dua paling digeruni adalah masa terjaga malam untuk buang air kecil. Seram nak berjalan ke tandas di hujung koridor. Jangan main-main hantu kat Kampung Konggo ada banyak buat efek bunyi. Kadang-kadang dia buat bunyi seret selipar, kadang-kadang dia buat bunyi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4833671228861445834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/minggu-peperiksaan-di-sekolah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4833671228861445834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4833671228861445834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/minggu-peperiksaan-di-sekolah.html' title='Minggu peperiksaan di sekolah'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3122528625717203899</id><published>2011-04-14T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:28:08.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMS</title><summary type='text'>This morning I received an sms from one of my students that read "Bonjour madame sekarang ada jual2 souvenir ni utk lecturer. Madame nak tak todibear?"As I was trying to type out my reply to him I got another sms."Sori madame tadebear."Kecik hati madame. Dari todi langsung takde :-)))</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3122528625717203899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/sms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3122528625717203899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3122528625717203899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/sms.html' title='SMS'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3281199110531049985</id><published>2011-04-13T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:05:48.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kucing main telefon</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago one of my cats got hold of my hand phone, played with it, and plonked himself right on top of it, his fat tummy covering it and went to sleep. He didn't even budge when the phone rang and vibrated as I tried calling my number. Malah dia cuba menggigit jari saya tatkala percubaan menyeluk tangan ke bawah perutnya dilakukan dalam misi menyelamat telefon bimbit saya.As a result of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3281199110531049985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/kucing-main-telefon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3281199110531049985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3281199110531049985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/kucing-main-telefon.html' title='Kucing main telefon'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8904208597056069836</id><published>2011-04-07T15:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:59:51.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blind date turned deaf and mute</title><summary type='text'>OK here's another weird story. This week will be a week of freakish blog postings. This story is a bit longer than my usual two or three paragraphs of rambling so please bear with me.A month ago a few of my friends invited me out for dinner, during which they introduced me to a guy and left us to "enjoy" the rest of the evening together. Kira macam blind date la.The next day this guy told my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8904208597056069836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/blind-date-turned-deaf-and-mute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8904208597056069836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8904208597056069836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/blind-date-turned-deaf-and-mute.html' title='The blind date turned deaf and mute'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8136062529822793472</id><published>2011-04-05T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T19:18:04.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The funniest joke on earth</title><summary type='text'>What happens when the person who most probably hates you the most in this whole wide world decides to send a request to be "friends" with you on Facebook?You stare at the screen for a while, try to figure out the rationale and when you come to realize that there is none, you just laugh your ass off.Paranoia is an ugly disease. It plays evil tricks on your mind. It can make a person do many stupid</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8136062529822793472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/funniest-joke-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8136062529822793472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8136062529822793472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/04/funniest-joke-on-earth.html' title='The funniest joke on earth'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6542499856580213119</id><published>2011-03-23T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:18:24.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nak apa?</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had to go to the bank and at the ATM I met a friend who was with the her cute and adorable 4 year-old boy. So cute he reminds me of Mort from Madagascar 2 and I think he's secretly in love with me too because every time he sees me he will shout out my name on top of his lungs and run to me and plant one big wet sloppy kiss on my cheek. Amacam, penat tak baca ayat yang tak ada tanda</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6542499856580213119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/nak-apa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6542499856580213119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6542499856580213119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/nak-apa.html' title='Nak apa?'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8677284346954653388</id><published>2011-03-21T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:35:34.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><summary type='text'>Last night I dreamed that I entered into this room in a building I've never been to before. The moment I entered the room, everything went dark and I couldn't see a thing. I  started to panic and quickly left the room and ran back to my bedroom. Then I realized that it was all a dream and found my way back out of that place. I could hear myself thinking, "Oh Yati tadi masa tiba-tiba gelap tak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8677284346954653388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8677284346954653388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8677284346954653388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6933153283180421553</id><published>2011-03-18T07:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:56:39.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><summary type='text'>Busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy!!!Entah pa yang sibuk sangat tu saya pun tak tahu lah. Entahkan betul-betul sibuk, entah-entah saja menyibukkan diri, itu kadang-kadang saya pun keliru sendiri.Tapi yang pasti: BUSY!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6933153283180421553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6933153283180421553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6933153283180421553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-281185131279033418</id><published>2011-03-07T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:18:40.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beg tuisyen</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had quite a lot of things to bring out of the car to the office. My tuition bag, my handbag and another pile of books. But as I was locking my car door (read: kereta yang melebihi sepuluh tahun tiada lagi mempunyai sistem alarm) I realized that I was missing my tuition bag. So I had to go the passenger side of the car, unlock the door and look for the bag. Tiada. Cari di seat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/281185131279033418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/beg-tuisyen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/281185131279033418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/281185131279033418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/beg-tuisyen.html' title='Beg tuisyen'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4473983560016721667</id><published>2011-03-04T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T13:57:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flick Fishing</title><summary type='text'>The other day my niece wanted to play Flick Fishing on my iPhone. So I tapped on the games icon to start the game for her. When she started playing, there was no sound. Which was not a normal thing to happen since usually when you cast the line "virtually" you can actually hear the sound of the reel.Jadi Mak Long pun mulalah menggodek-godek telefon bimbit yang sungguh canggih-manggih sampai tak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4473983560016721667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/flick-fishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4473983560016721667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4473983560016721667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/flick-fishing.html' title='Flick Fishing'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-5527753973132262521</id><published>2011-03-01T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:04:59.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerawat</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday I woke up with a big zit on my chin. And I needed a quick remedy to at least lessen the redness. And I remembered someone telling me that toothpaste helped reduce the swelling.That morning went in a blur. Wake up, shampoo hair, get ready for muay thai class but most of all going about searching for my boxing gloves and wraps that mysteriously did a disappearing act.Keluar dari rumah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/5527753973132262521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/jerawat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5527753973132262521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/5527753973132262521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/03/jerawat.html' title='Jerawat'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-841588081017464309</id><published>2011-02-23T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:57:53.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Membeli barangan runcit</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday after Bollywood dance class I had dinner with a girlfriend at a cafe in Bangi and on the way I stopped by a convenience store to buy some groceries. After finding nearly everything, I went up to the sales assistant to ask about the last item I was looking for.-Adik telur ada?-Ada kak. Tapi kecik. (and pointed to another corner of the mart)-Oh. Tak nak lah kecik sangat.-OK jap kak.From </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/841588081017464309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/membeli-barangan-runcit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/841588081017464309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/841588081017464309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/membeli-barangan-runcit.html' title='Membeli barangan runcit'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7522748396158202615</id><published>2011-02-22T15:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:23:05.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masuk air</title><summary type='text'>At the beginning of the rafting trip our guide Salim had already predicted that a few of us would be thrown into the river.-Ni mesti ada yang terjun masuk air ni. Nanti kita tengok siapa.Tapi kami tetap steady. Yang hampir terjatuh tu dia.Alahai Salim!Kami tetap OK!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7522748396158202615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/masuk-air.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7522748396158202615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7522748396158202615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/masuk-air.html' title='Masuk air'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXnlHiyW-5A/TWNijo7BTeI/AAAAAAAAALM/FvCVbyuvVr8/s72-c/rafting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1655284666334512870</id><published>2011-02-18T13:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:12:07.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teng teng teng</title><summary type='text'>Teng teng teng (bunyi nada dering untuk sms di telefon bimbit saya).-Yati Apa nama application yang boleh chat between BB n iPhone?-WhatsApp.Seminit kemudian.Teng teng teng (bunyi nada dering untuk sms di telefon bimbit saya lagi).-Application yang boleh chat between iPhone n BB tu apa namanya?-Application tu namanya WHATSAPP la.Teng teng teng.-Ooohh. He he. I thot I saw u wrote whatsup. That's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1655284666334512870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/teng-teng-teng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1655284666334512870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1655284666334512870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/teng-teng-teng.html' title='Teng teng teng'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-9016419162201941786</id><published>2011-02-17T14:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:34:03.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincere Care Home Kajang</title><summary type='text'>This lady is one of the elderly residents of the Sincere Care Home in Kajang. She is nearing 70. Gentle and soft spoken.  When asked about her children, she would just brush the subject off lightly, saying that she doesn't remember much about their whereabouts. All she tells me is that she is lucky to be in the company of the other residents. She doesn't want to talk about her family.And yet she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/9016419162201941786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/sincere-care-home-kajang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9016419162201941786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9016419162201941786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/sincere-care-home-kajang.html' title='Sincere Care Home Kajang'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bMHPJx74lK4/TVy-m0EPydI/AAAAAAAAAK0/iKbx3HJO_IM/s72-c/auntie%2Bsincere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1776151460588750959</id><published>2011-02-11T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:42:27.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepetang berjalan-jalan</title><summary type='text'>Hari itu saya pergi berjalan-jalan di taman bersama anak saudara saya.Langit mendung seperti hendak hujan.Kami berborak-borak sambil berjalan.-Mak Long I collected rocks from Ayong's garden. 4 rocks. Different colours.-Wow. Did you have fun?-Yeah! We had to dig. And then I thought we found some dinosaur bones.-Which dinosaur?-Oh then I discovered that they weren't dinosaur bones. Just chicken </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1776151460588750959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/sepetang-berjalan-jalan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1776151460588750959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1776151460588750959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/sepetang-berjalan-jalan.html' title='Sepetang berjalan-jalan'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1704796036944963347</id><published>2011-02-08T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:53:42.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D5</title><summary type='text'>As I went through gate D5 to board my flight back home from my short holiday break, the thought that came to my mind was "Alamak nanti gi keje nak iron baju mana ni?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1704796036944963347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/d5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1704796036944963347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1704796036944963347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/02/d5.html' title='D5'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/TVC80rNGY0I/AAAAAAAAAKs/kxJDOks0O9Q/s72-c/D5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3907216545139813318</id><published>2011-01-27T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:54:10.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handphone</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I bought a new handphone during a road show in a shopping mall in KL. When I reached Bangi the person who sold me the phone called me to say that she had inserted the wrong sim card and that I had to go back to the shopping mall to get it replaced, failure to do which I will not be able to convert my pre-paid line to a post-paid one. Which was something that I had to do (the conversion)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3907216545139813318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/handphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3907216545139813318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3907216545139813318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/handphone.html' title='Handphone'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8573814380057278072</id><published>2011-01-26T06:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:30:17.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidur</title><summary type='text'>Early this morning I was rudely awakened by the ringing of my handphone.a) I felt very annoyed with myself for not putting it on silent mode.b) I was at the same time worried because getting calls at odd hours usually means bad news.-Hello?-Aaa. Jiudy? Jiudy aa?-Wrong number.-Aiyah. Long numbher ah?-Ye.-Yiu bukan Jiudy aa?-Bukaaaaan.-Ok ok soli aa. Sudta salah tekan.-OK.-Eh eh tadi lu tido ka?-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8573814380057278072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/tidur.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8573814380057278072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8573814380057278072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/tidur.html' title='Tidur'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7476806535463997410</id><published>2011-01-25T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T11:41:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan</title><summary type='text'>Pagi tadi dalam perjalanan ke tempat kerja saya singgah sebentar di stesen minyak yang terletak bersebelahan dengan hotel Mint (yang sebenarnya sudah bertukar nama tapi saya tidak ingat nama barunya)Kedatangan saya telah disambut oleh seorang atendan pam yang sugguh ceria. Dia tersenyum dan bertanya khabar dan bersedia menolong saya meleret kad ke dalam mesin pam minyak dan mengisikan petrol ke </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7476806535463997410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/jangan.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7476806535463997410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7476806535463997410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/jangan.html' title='Jangan'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6110140189327395609</id><published>2011-01-21T13:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:46:52.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beli rumah</title><summary type='text'>Today I went to the bank to submit my application for a personal loan. After having my housing loan application rejected at four other banks (mereka sedikit tidak pandang walaupun sebelah mata permohononan pinjaman perumahan yang jumlahnya kurang dari RM50 000), I have succumbed to pressure and have finally accepted that it's hard to beat the system, no matter how cruel and unfair you might think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6110140189327395609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/beli-rumah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6110140189327395609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6110140189327395609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/beli-rumah.html' title='Beli rumah'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-559677116052167166</id><published>2011-01-19T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:07:12.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FB status</title><summary type='text'>Last night I wrote a status update on my FB wall that read: "Hai bila nak kawin laki kaya ni."For me it's just a something off the cuff bila terpikir rasa nak tulis terus type out on my wall. Most of my friends just laughed at me and some even gave some useful tips. But what surprised me was the significant number of people who messaged me to say that it was not appropriate for me to put up such </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/559677116052167166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/fb-status.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/559677116052167166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/559677116052167166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/fb-status.html' title='FB status'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6390906285401314381</id><published>2011-01-18T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:37:17.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikan laut dalam</title><summary type='text'>During dinner last night, my niece was talking about how she wanted to live in the deep sea and be one of the deep sea fishes. We were all trying to understand why.-It would be fun! Every day I can swim and play in the water.I told her that it would be boring as there would be no Astro.-Kalau dalam air tak boleh pasang TV la Aina. Takde elektrik.-It's OK Mak Long. If I'm a deep sea fish I can do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6390906285401314381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/ikan-laut-dalam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6390906285401314381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6390906285401314381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/ikan-laut-dalam.html' title='Ikan laut dalam'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-787639148147548800</id><published>2011-01-15T10:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T10:49:14.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice-breaking</title><summary type='text'>The new semester has just started this week. And since I have classes that are of mixed groups, I thought it would be a good thing to let them introduce themselves to the others (in French, of course)  and then do some ice-breaking activities together.Then one boy stood up, told his name and said:-J'habite a Bangi mais je viens de Serembang.(I live in Bangi but I come from Serembang)I asked him:-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/787639148147548800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/ice-breaking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/787639148147548800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/787639148147548800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/ice-breaking.html' title='Ice-breaking'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-2311974899067737999</id><published>2011-01-14T07:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:02:24.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekebun cinta yang berbungaaaa</title><summary type='text'>OK this was my face when Akak Ziana started belting out "Sekebun cinta...." during the past years AJL champs segment during AJL25 last Sunday. Hatiku sungguh berdebar-debar and I was like cringing when she hit the high notes. Bukannya apa, takut tak sampai.This picture was taken after she finished singing. See the happy and relieved look on my face? Akak Ziana managaed to pull it off! No major </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/2311974899067737999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/sekebun-cinta-yang-berbungaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2311974899067737999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/2311974899067737999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/sekebun-cinta-yang-berbungaaaa.html' title='Sekebun cinta yang berbungaaaa'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/TS-OjAQX9AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/f_uSH-WCdKU/s72-c/yati%2Bajl25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8413599235485863399</id><published>2011-01-12T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T17:54:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend I had a sleep-over at a friend's house. After dinner, all three of us had to go pick up a friend at Putrajaya Sentral. We drove this friend's car. She was headed to Putrajaya from LCCT. We were from Kajang.It was late at night and we didn't know the way.And naturally, we got lost. After driving round and round in circles and nearly running over a policewoman on a kapcai to stop and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8413599235485863399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8413599235485863399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8413599235485863399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/jam.html' title='Jam'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6487674617029150425</id><published>2011-01-07T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:39:31.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doughnut</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I felt like having something sweet. So I went to the nearest doughnut shop and had one dark cherry doughnut and ordered one hot drink. While paying, the cashier told me that the drink will come later.I went to sit down and wait. Sambil itu saya mula menikmati donut berinti ceri dan coklat putih yang sungguh enak itu.Then one of the kids said to me:-Bon appétit!Which, in French, meant "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6487674617029150425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/doughnut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6487674617029150425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6487674617029150425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/doughnut.html' title='Doughnut'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4851678698088356360</id><published>2011-01-05T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:24:06.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low BP</title><summary type='text'>Today I woke up feeling giddy and nauseous. After taking my pulse and resting heart rate, I went back to bed hoping that the room would stop spinning if I closed my eyes. OK the going back to bed part was true. Ambik pulse reading and resting heart rate tu tipu belaka.In the afternoon my mom sent me to the clinic. The doctor was of African origine. Bila dia cakap dengan saya, dia ulang semua </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4851678698088356360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/low-bp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4851678698088356360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4851678698088356360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/low-bp.html' title='Low BP'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-4905372856792608912</id><published>2011-01-04T12:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T17:05:54.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iklan radio</title><summary type='text'>This morning as I was driving to work, there was this radio commercial about a contest. And the grand prizes were 5 Perodua cars I think. I can't really remember but during the ad, there was the sound of the 5 cars honking. I was so surprised I started to look everywhere thinking that I was blocking some other car or  that maybe I was driving on the wrong side of the road.So my point is, kepada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/4905372856792608912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/iklan-radio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4905372856792608912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/4905372856792608912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/iklan-radio.html' title='Iklan radio'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-6688937144017726750</id><published>2011-01-01T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:09:11.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.1.11</title><summary type='text'>Many people are getting married on this date. Today. In fact I am going to attend a wedding in a bit. Me? I've missed the bandwagon. I'll try for 1.11.11. Or 11.11.11. Whichever comes first. Yes. 11 months from now sounds plausible and achieavable. I will start sending out resumes on Monday. Any parties interested?Anyway, here's wishing all of you a wonderful year ahead. It has been an eventful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/6688937144017726750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6688937144017726750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/6688937144017726750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1.1.11'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-7826112979193844168</id><published>2010-12-28T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:44:48.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeli</title><summary type='text'>Semasa saya belajar di sebuah sekolah berasrama penuh di Kg Kongo, saya terpaksa belajar Sains Rumah Tangga selama 3 tahun. Dari Tingkatan 1 sehinggalah ke Tingkatan 3. Tapi sampai sekarang saya masih lagi belum berkahwin dan tidaklah pun menjadi surirumah. Saya tertipu. Tidak menjanjikan apa-apa rupanya.Semasa mula-mula belajar Masakan, kami mula dengan mencuba resipi-resipi yang mudah. Cikgu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/7826112979193844168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/jeli.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7826112979193844168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/7826112979193844168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/jeli.html' title='Jeli'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-1476576040417040511</id><published>2010-12-27T11:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:56:01.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kopi</title><summary type='text'>This happened in a public toilet recently.A lady entered a cubicle beside mine. While talking to the phone. Which is, I might add, a difficult thing to do if you don't have a hands-free kit as you need to hang your handbag on the hook at the door, unzip, pull down, sit, do business, clean yourself, stand up, pull up, zip up, flush, take handbag, open door and wash hands. And we all know that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/1476576040417040511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/kopi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1476576040417040511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/1476576040417040511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/kopi.html' title='Kopi'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-8727445278406599841</id><published>2010-12-23T18:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:15:15.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muzium Negara</title><summary type='text'>Today was a Trip to the Muzium Negara Day with my niece. To the uninitiated (don't lie, I know many of you don't even have any idea where the entrance to the Muzium is), there has been quite a dramatic change from the last time I set foot there. Back then, the highlight would always be the ''sesi mengambil gambar bersama ular sawa albino''. Now they've improved. Now you can, for a certain fee, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/8727445278406599841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/muzium-negara.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8727445278406599841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/8727445278406599841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/muzium-negara.html' title='Muzium Negara'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-3275314672651277925</id><published>2010-12-21T14:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:53:20.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with the kids from the Rukaiyah Orphanage</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday a girlfriend and I volunteered to spend some time with kids from the Rukaiyah Orphanage. They were sponsored by some wonderful kind-hearted people on that day to a) visit Petrosains KLCC b) have lunch at the Apartment c) spend RM100 to buy anything they fancy at Parkson. So can you imagine the joy and happiness on that day?This was us goofing around at the Petrosains. This is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/3275314672651277925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-with-kids-from-rukaiyah-orphanage.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3275314672651277925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/3275314672651277925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-with-kids-from-rukaiyah-orphanage.html' title='A day with the kids from the Rukaiyah Orphanage'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/TRBH40XCs2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/JlnUbZl12f0/s72-c/jo%2Bn%2Byati%2Bpetrosains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044319981107927794.post-9036656543441282031</id><published>2010-12-17T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:29:24.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major pet peeve #1</title><summary type='text'>You want to watch a program on TV. You come home from work early. You even have dinner quickly so you won't miss it. Then halfway through the program you doze off and wake up exactly at the ending.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/feeds/9036656543441282031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/major-pet-peeve-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9036656543441282031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044319981107927794/posts/default/9036656543441282031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papillon-putih.blogspot.com/2010/12/major-pet-peeve-1.html' title='Major pet peeve #1'/><author><name>papillon putih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691792013252044184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fr4OkAYqGXU/SzOFf_GDiTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kdebbmJU1YY/S220/butterfly-24-50176.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
