<?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-11895019</id><updated>2012-02-14T08:50:17.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion or plain reality...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>420</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8357231754919134066</id><published>2012-01-14T08:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:01:02.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 draggy days ended... gawd what's with all these dreadful feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If not for the drive to sketch throughout the hours, it could be worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And why am I awake at this hour when I shd be wrapped up under my duvet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Partly thanks to Kimi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd, i am sooo NOT gona recommend watever tix to people in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Headache! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Worst when i had to manage that and crazy workload at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another headache project incoming!! Why must wedding preparations be so urghhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone pass me my morning tea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8357231754919134066?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8357231754919134066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8357231754919134066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8357231754919134066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8357231754919134066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2012/01/yawn.html' title='yawn...'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6092203154799218912</id><published>2012-01-06T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T21:45:36.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessings and signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Real busy for the past weeks...and plain lazy probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massive things happened which, if I think again, is totally out of the world.&lt;br /&gt;If Allah is really offering this to us, &lt;em&gt;alhamdulillah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird. I was being so negative about it in the beginning yet now I'm yearning for it to come true. Hopefully it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the sianness crept in at work. Maybe it's the yearly effect of December. I hate December!&lt;br /&gt;Add with all the urgh cases that's chasing me to my grave (ok that's an exaggeration).&lt;br /&gt;Along with that, I get all these other 'signs' on another issue which I still half believe half not till date.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... I really need a break. And I really mean like a long vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of a small library corner in the bedroom. It took me half the day to clean up the mess in the room!&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets roll on the floor for now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day spend watching their antics. These guys cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want your money your money not you! XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/biGwAx462y4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/biGwAx462y4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="360" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6092203154799218912?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6092203154799218912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6092203154799218912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6092203154799218912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6092203154799218912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2012/01/blessings-and-signs.html' title='blessings and signs'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7379080904784680265</id><published>2011-12-07T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:37:41.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick log</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Fever fever fever...bleah i hate fever.&lt;/span&gt; The bodyache...it feels like I was just knocked down by a lorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think fever for the whole shock after seeing dong bang :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I spend the whole day like a log in the living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I realized that nowadays, I need more than 2 days to heal from fever. Immunity system going down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to start stocking on vitamin C supplements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pls heal in time for me to chill with za...plssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"reaching for medicated oil*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7379080904784680265?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7379080904784680265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7379080904784680265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7379080904784680265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7379080904784680265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/12/sick-log.html' title='sick log'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3283429706151633513</id><published>2011-12-05T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:11:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist complete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night was just magical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yearsss of dreaming to see TVXQ in person came true! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like what I stated months ago, when I saw B2ST the feeling was so different, it did not feel special. It is said that you only reserve such feelings for your "first love". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dong bang left such deep impact. I thought, after passing through my early teenage years, getting caught in all these emotional turmoils over them was so not me...but I shed tears last night and it totally caught me off guard. An exhilarating night I will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you god for this great opportunity.Getting to know all those friendly, chatty girls in the queue that went on for nearly half the day! ( I still wonder how I managed to go through that...sore butt!). Initially, I had to admit that I felt out of place. I felt like an elder sister taking care of all these young teens XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But with time, they really put me at ease. And yes, they definitely made my day when they thought I was mere 19 years old. LOL! Gawd, I love my facial therapist 10x now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to chill for the day. Today is anime day! Ciao :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3283429706151633513?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3283429706151633513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3283429706151633513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3283429706151633513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3283429706151633513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/12/wishlist-complete.html' title='wishlist complete!'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6507147249958350170</id><published>2011-11-04T14:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T16:49:16.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiwang morning~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I noticed..when I blog, it rains. Oh well love the rain anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two days to hari raya haji and badakz are attacking our crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So have to start on some last minute cleaning of the room while mum prepares the feast on that day. Is this really hari raya haji? It feels like raya puasa seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aunt's here, sharing more new "story". I think she's far more strong now facing all the weird phenomenon. Wonder when the damn thing is gona give up. I hope things does not turn worst like how it happened in the past. Oh Allah, pls free my aunt from all this misery. I beg beg beg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bro's in the healing process now after his minor surgery. Most of the time he's dozing off with the effects of medication although this mornining he just mentioned that he wants to get out of the house and do something rather than sleeping. Only thing I could do is to blast on Slam's nostalgic hits for him while we dig in breakfast, which I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;does not help as I'm sure it reminds him of his past love life which went downhill &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Sorry bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately, I went back to my roots...music wise. Slam's old songs brought so much childhood memories although I remember clearly how at that time, I was soooo not into malay songs (Slam is an exception becos they rox!).&lt;br /&gt;Dad's reaction towards the song this morning = hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad: Alamak jiwang ah...tak bole kerja ni.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Abah dengar je lah (laugh*)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Orang lain yang nyanyi, dia yang sibuk tak boleh pergi kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*And he went on and on with his comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Super hungry! To the kitchen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6507147249958350170?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6507147249958350170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6507147249958350170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6507147249958350170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6507147249958350170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/11/jiwang-morning.html' title='Jiwang morning~'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-2448069274692167140</id><published>2011-10-20T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:35:42.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>novel frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet rainy night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet cos its off day ahead. Today, just like what I normally did in the past during school holidays, I towed a 'plastic bag' of novels. Yeah a huge plastic bag (I'll remind myself to bring a huge proper bag next time). I said to za that we looked like we're towing fishes from the market lol.&lt;br /&gt;We were in this super-reading-frenzy mood.&lt;br /&gt;And there was more range this time that I was so spoilt for choice. I just had to read them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such trips to the library with za reminds us so much of our school days.Probably soon, we'll not have a day together like this so often since she's getting hitched. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Still thinking of what to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s: The polar watch rox my jog! ^ ^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.p.s: Timun's coming back in less than a month's time! weeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-2448069274692167140?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/2448069274692167140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=2448069274692167140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2448069274692167140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2448069274692167140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/10/novel-frenzy.html' title='novel frenzy'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-2600319419956019079</id><published>2011-10-12T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:00:07.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye lil' boy ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Little handsome boy passed away 2 days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That charismatic guy whose big smile is the first thing that came in mind when I think of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Strangely, I still cannot accept the fact that he has left us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At one point, I even expected him to appear all fine and say "gotcha!" and we will all vent our anger at him for making such a stupid joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who am I kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again we had a reunion...at a funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It opened old scars...scars since Vinnie left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss both of them and memories made it worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate this helpless feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-2600319419956019079?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/2600319419956019079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=2600319419956019079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2600319419956019079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2600319419956019079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/10/goodbye-lil-boy.html' title='Goodbye lil&apos; boy ~'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-732133962285164912</id><published>2011-10-06T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:26:44.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chill night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a lovely night~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Raining, good book, great music, comfy bed, freshly scrubbed and 'tortured' skin thanks to Ivy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I could only grit my teeth in silence as she pinched on my tummy like a dough. Having her treatment when she's having a relationship problem is ironically a superb time...she gets to vent her frustration and I get the maximum effort from her although it hurts like hell XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But what the heck...no pain no gain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately, hooked on a novel that weirdly (for real!) reflects my life. I can't help noticing that some of the parts matches things that was currently happening around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I could really relate to the character. Spooky seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope this month goes like a breeze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to My Girl's OST. God knows where the My Girl VCD disappeared to :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to watch it again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;INFINITE's on a roll lately. I think they can go far :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't help noticing that there's this retro feel in most of their songs. I loike! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;niga isseoyaman yogiga paradise ~ ~ ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-732133962285164912?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/732133962285164912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=732133962285164912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/732133962285164912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/732133962285164912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/10/chill-night.html' title='chill night'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6954636095278725646</id><published>2011-09-30T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:57:44.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing timun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Current state:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweaty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Giddy (What a jog. This is what you get for the long hiatus.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Relief (My strained neck is healing! thank youuuu pain killers!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Intrigued (13 years old psycho's massacre in criminal minds... so out of the world.. shocking) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Past weeks went on pretty slow. With sis in UK and fio in HK, I guess it felt different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night I dreamt of sis giving me that stupid &lt;em&gt;senget&lt;/em&gt; facial expression. I recalled laughing and saying to her (like I always do) that if she keeps doing that, it will stay permanent on her face. And then as expected, she did it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yaya! Come back hooooome!! I miss youuuuuuuuuuuu timun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: This year's december schedule is just pure hell. Faint..wakeup...faint...wakeup...and I stilll cannot make it work! Gah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6954636095278725646?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6954636095278725646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6954636095278725646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6954636095278725646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6954636095278725646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/09/missing-timun.html' title='missing timun'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5321181150691873194</id><published>2011-08-27T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T02:28:00.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pass the tissue</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ramadhan's coming to an end. A month filled with personal challenges that I know I could have faced them with a far better approach but at times I didn't. I feel this deep regret. So much more to improve on. So much. I've yet to do enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My long leave has finally begin after pain stackingly completing some long winded cases. The mood at work went down lately after the shocking news that kitty's leaving soon due to some family issues back at her homeland. Upon knowing about it from herself, my tears just flowed. The more she pacified me, the more I cried. I've been getting very emotional lately. And it's not PMS though. It's just sad that year after year I have to witness people who I grow attached to at work, leave. I know she's going through an emotional turmoil. I hope her troubles are resolved and I wish that she regain back that bright smile that I will surely miss when she's gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In this emo state of mind, I am still thinking about the tv drama that I caught earlier. Some dramas are exaggerations of life but at times it really shows the reality that is happening around us. I just don't understand people who treat their parents like trash. And the whole dilemma scene of having to choose between listening to your egoistical husband or your poor mother left me in a state of disbelief. In frustration, I said to my sis "Don't end up like that when you're married!". I sniffed all the way till the end of the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheesh...I should have watched Chowder at Cartoon Network instead to end my day. Chowder makes my day ^ ^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6IpJ7ySDPw/TlfkpGhOnwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/S9RwwIoW-Sg/s1600/chowder1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645232052707958530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6IpJ7ySDPw/TlfkpGhOnwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/S9RwwIoW-Sg/s320/chowder1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chowder has a cloud pet called Kimchi LOL. I want a Shnitzel (grey thingy) pillow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Tmr's gona be a busy2 day...polling, making more kueh and remaining spring cleaning before leaving for grandma's hse. Ganbatte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5321181150691873194?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5321181150691873194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5321181150691873194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5321181150691873194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5321181150691873194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/08/pass-tissue.html' title='pass the tissue'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6IpJ7ySDPw/TlfkpGhOnwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/S9RwwIoW-Sg/s72-c/chowder1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3121546235513801812</id><published>2011-08-08T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:04:55.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day ^ ^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Turned a year older few minutes ago. Happy birthday to dear me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A year older. A year nearer to the end of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope Allah guides me towards a path in being a better person than I am now. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: I still can't upload Nur Kasih the movie *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3121546235513801812?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3121546235513801812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3121546235513801812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3121546235513801812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3121546235513801812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-day.html' title='My day ^ ^'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1339631545124521286</id><published>2011-08-05T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:33:34.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuntman in ward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Morning shift turned to an emergency leave day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A day spent at the hospital since dad met with a road accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up this morning in a panic state of mind although mum seems to be so calm throughout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so I went alone to fetch dad, all the way with my heart beating rapidly like I was going do a public presentation in a few secs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad was lying bruised, stitched and bandaged on his hospital bed stained with specks of his blood along side his massive bike box outrageously layed on the bed near his swollen feet (at that point I didn't know whether I should cry in relief or laugh looking at the box). As he recapped the scene, I imagined how dad rolled on the expressway like Sylvester Stallone in one of his action packed films. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you Allah for saving his life. I will be a good girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1339631545124521286?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1339631545124521286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1339631545124521286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1339631545124521286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1339631545124521286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/08/stuntman-in-ward.html' title='Stuntman in ward'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1449003696850872746</id><published>2011-08-04T13:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:53:12.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ramadhan's finally here! &lt;/span&gt;Greetings on a cool, rainy afternoon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Weeee love the rain...for today in particular cos it's finally my off day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been kinda dreadful breaking fast like speedy gonzales on my workdesk for the past 3 days (&lt;i&gt;*chomp chomp*&lt;/i&gt; stop &lt;i&gt;*talk*&lt;/i&gt; stop &lt;i&gt;*chomp chomp*&lt;/i&gt;) cos I truly miss the family bonding we have on the dining table huhuhu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At work, productivity hoo-haas are stressed upon us day after day. Sometimes to the point of being unreasonable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each time I see such emails, my blood boils. Breathe breathe... *pumping patience level*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;D said "let them be, soon they'll just give up". I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chilling with Infinite's Be Mine. It's unique. Love the anime-ish feel. Gawd these guys are so young! Do they have to remind me that I'm this old bleah. Serious, they're like my younger sister's age! *basking in self agony*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy ^ ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/brb3R3Meq60?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/brb3R3Meq60?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1449003696850872746?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1449003696850872746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1449003696850872746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1449003696850872746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1449003696850872746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-hear-me.html' title='Do you hear me~'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5707983258878370605</id><published>2011-07-09T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T01:40:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no you don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Down with fever...thanks to the company event last night that ended oh so late. After just dozing off for a few minutes at the living room when I got back, it striked. So today was just spent at home, rolling here and there and packing my luggage for the Tioman trip. It's finally here! 24 hrs to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, sis said jokingly that I was showcasing multiple personalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah multiples when I hear rubbish remarks from someone who doesn't even know me well. As what someone said to me, lets not judge a person we don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This person is actually judging me bluntly and since this comes from a stranger, I'll be straight to the point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel humiliated so you can just dump those thoughts aside. Fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd, some people have the cheek. Such views although at one way sounds so thoughtful actually affect one's morale indirectly. I asked mum the same qns and she gave me an interesting opposite view that (besides made me wanna hug her then and there) made me realise my own value, my own strength. Mum always have ways to make me feel good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh frustrations aside...I just came across the story that I crafted nearly a year ago. It's a twisted love story that I have yet to complete after an attack of writer's block at the 6th chapter. And then I left it untouched. Hmmm maybe it's time to whip out more ideas for the coming chapters. Maybe more ideas will come during the vacation. Hopefully!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toodals for now! Tioman here I come ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5707983258878370605?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5707983258878370605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5707983258878370605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5707983258878370605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5707983258878370605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-no-you-dont.html' title='Oh no you don&apos;t'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1479696010729096383</id><published>2011-07-03T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T22:14:58.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beastly Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baaaack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love working on Sundaaay ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night - B2ST in the house! Fiction in fiction in fiction ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached on the dot and I was surprised that it started on time.&lt;br /&gt;They were smashing good, have interesting personalities and the whole vibe was great, even overcoming the awkwardness I normally see when language barriers exist in some concerts. Niceee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weirdly I felt old! XP&lt;br /&gt;Serious. One moment I felt like what the hell am I doing here among all these girls?!..and then I turned my head to my left to see my middle-aged colleague bobbing her head to the dance rhythm as we stood on the wobbly chair hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The view was unexpectedly clear cos standing at my height, I was literally looking over everyone's head! Throughout I thanked my legs in silence :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It didn't feel as special as catching JYJ though.&lt;br /&gt;No offense, It is said that you only reserve such feelings for your "first love&lt;em&gt;" cewah! *stupid grin*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to reality. They lamely moved me to another seat in the office. Gahh! I hate it. So far from kitty *sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: 7 days to slathering of sunscreen and the warm welcome of the crashing waves. Wohoooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1479696010729096383?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1479696010729096383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1479696010729096383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1479696010729096383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1479696010729096383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/07/baaaack.html' title='Beastly Nite'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5394167486209453406</id><published>2011-06-28T14:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:00:46.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pasar malam night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ahhhhh~~~ finally an off day spent quietly at home. I miss rolling about doing nothing at home so sue me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like I can hear this faint chant from the corner of my living room 'Run on meeee~~~Run on meeee~~~' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll pounce on the treadmill in a sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, after several attacks from unbelievable requests, we slacked till 2am digging on sundaes that we hoped could simmer the remaining frustrations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't get these people out there. They have reputable designations, high salaries and they make hell just to get free gifts. And some just wouldn't back down...they get one gift and they want another after we went through grueling appeal process to get them the first one. Wah super epic greedy case. They think this is &lt;i&gt;pasar malam&lt;/i&gt; isit? The ugly truth of consumers. I think their skins are way too thick. Sheesh. Shame on you! Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Off for my run~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5394167486209453406?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5394167486209453406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5394167486209453406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5394167486209453406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5394167486209453406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/06/pasar-malam-night.html' title='pasar malam night'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7891538341799642315</id><published>2011-06-25T23:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:20:38.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It feels "stagnant" lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As sis said, I need something new to spice up my life. And she will come out with all the ideas that makes my eyebrows lift...things I've been shunning for the zillionth time each time we have one of those self-pity talks. Mid crisis or something? Sheeesh. I pointed to sis on why we always talk about that same old things again and again. It's like we find comfort in it's negativity. Actually...kinda, but at the same time, the thoughts drilled in deeper, making me feel more miserable than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I should start anew with baby steps --&amp;gt; a haircut (lame huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then maybe we'll go to other major steps which, seriously speaking, I'm still downright clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lately, I got this deep urge to run each time i listen to B2ST's 'Back to You'. And this ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ge weirdly comes even in the midst of my night shifts when I should be thinking more about zzzzzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I even dream that I'm running and it felt so good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think my legs just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; started their protest over the recent treadmill hiatus or something..tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This month seems to flow pretty fast as we went through one living hell at work. Today, I slotted my patience / thick skin level to the highest since I was fasting and I think it went well since there was no spitting out of any level of profanity throughout the day...yeay! *peace sign*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;July's coming and I am soooooo looking forward! Weeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7891538341799642315?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7891538341799642315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7891538341799642315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7891538341799642315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7891538341799642315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/06/move.html' title='Move??'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3796289003205429414</id><published>2011-06-17T22:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:13:19.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story I definitely know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Searching my way through the cobwebs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life has been sooooo busy lately with all the crazy things that has been happening and most of the days were spent at grandma's hse. So anyways, the whole mega story on the exorcism thingy ended like few weeks back. So much efforts were done to find the heal for my aunt.My aunt's back to her own self although there's one more stuck in her. We're still searching for other healers at the moment whilst she stabilizes back to her ownself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This whole experience showed me the dire importance of family support and God's guidance. Although my aunt is not fully healed, I'm glad that it brought some family members closer. We held on to each other for strength cos the whole experience was draining us physically and mentally. And I saw peeps who I initially thought don't give a damn actually care (clap! clap!) and vice-versa (haiz sadly so true). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A big virtual hug for all the people involved. I really salute you all. Lets pray that all this ends well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back at work, its back to the war-zone period..there were some moments when I feel like just walking out of the office and just walk and walk and walk for some peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Add that with PMS = potential emotional kaboom! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things that keep me sane at the moment = Music, prayers, novels, thoughts of the upcoming trip to Tioman and the starting of Ramadhan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Songs that has been twirling round and round in my head = Jay Park's Abandoned, B2ST's Fiction and IU's ballads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Off the HMV rack! Weeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;IU - The Story Only I Didn't Know (Cried watching this huhuhu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aAQ0d3LAtZ0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aAQ0d3LAtZ0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="345" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3796289003205429414?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3796289003205429414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3796289003205429414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3796289003205429414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3796289003205429414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/06/story-i-definitely-know.html' title='The story I definitely know'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9206561389940552907</id><published>2011-05-02T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:37:13.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Busy busy days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Past weeks been hectic...in a crazy scary way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Work is crazy enough with the end of the promotion. The usual...when promo just starts and about to end, we'll get all the out of the world request / complaints and interesting excuses from customers *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At home, we came across a massive revelation that my aunt was possessed by a lost spirit. Don't start sniggering till you witness it with your own eyes. It was like watching a mild version of exorcist happening in my own house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Emotions went wild in the house. 1st week of that was freakout-WTH week. 2nd week was mild-freakout with acceptance week. This week is more to 'I freaking hate that spirit' week. Till today,we've gone to the ustaz house for several times to get that freaking thing out of her body and each time it does, it'll creep back into her. And today (just as I expected cos I just think she seems diff), we found out that it's back again = . = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what to expect tonight but I just want that thing far from her. Oh for god sake. It's tiring enough to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just go already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9206561389940552907?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9206561389940552907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9206561389940552907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9206561389940552907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9206561389940552907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/05/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-379113445633637038</id><published>2011-03-25T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:22:45.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamland here I come~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sleepiness at a near maximum level for the whole day. I think I'll be in a deep slumber even if a herd of cattles rampage into the house tonight &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got hooked up with a novel till 3 am and continued on it at 7am. Ah the story is such a delight. By 11am, head out to the job fair with sis, some necessary shopping and collected my passport. Grabbed JYJ's music essay from HMV and I love it to bits! I think out of all the past CDs/ DVDs I've collected, this is the most interesting, useful and loveable item. Sis and I still think that the album's name kinda weird though :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back at work, things been on the downside with the increasing calls. Like wasup seh...it's not even the end of the year. Add that with the sickening new system. So drained. Amidst the whole chaos last night, something 'interesting' happened, leaving me fuming with anger till this moment thinking of it. Last I heard, someone got what she deserved. So lets not brood further. I still think that what the person did was the most laughable, stupidest and sickening thing one could do to their own colleague. Karma on the roll! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Hooked on old time classics from Mohammad Rafi thanks to Cik Pah's recap of bollywood oldies. The songs are so deeply embeded in my head since dad hums them for like zillion times whenever he's in one of his good moods, tapping his knuckles to the rhythm on the edge of the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight not-that-old song that popped in my head hee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pyaar to hona hi tha - Aajnabee mujhko itna bata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rz3fHE-8ShQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rz3fHE-8ShQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-379113445633637038?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/379113445633637038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=379113445633637038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/379113445633637038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/379113445633637038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/03/dreamland-here-i-come.html' title='dreamland here I come~'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4578933302039590261</id><published>2011-03-22T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:08:46.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sofa talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current state:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Freaking tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got to get this office clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Droopy eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Face in need of facial wash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't want to talk (faint! felt like I was back to the old crazy $100 promo days and the new system was like tuuut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking about how I went through the most uncomfortable journey back home an hour ago. Cos the taxi driver was freaking hot..haiiiiiiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd I need the loo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4578933302039590261?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4578933302039590261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4578933302039590261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4578933302039590261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4578933302039590261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/03/sofa-talk.html' title='sofa talk'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7550152176539622085</id><published>2011-03-06T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:07:34.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealer pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Great. My days of slogging on the design for the banner went down the drain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I checked the event pics on facebook this morning I couldn't even bring myself to look at it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What the crap!! They took my concept and changed the banner design to a total crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What the tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut! Should have at least informed me right?! It's like there's no respect to all the effort I put in. Who the hell did the whole changes??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If it's all about the whole pixelated problem, I could have edited the original copy right?! Why must you turn it into this shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to wring their bloody necks!!! Gave me all the thumbs up and then this??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit la. It's like you robbed my ideas and make it worst. F***ed up. Totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks eh. Next time design the whole crap yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7550152176539622085?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7550152176539622085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7550152176539622085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7550152176539622085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7550152176539622085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/03/stealer-pigs.html' title='Stealer pigs'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3684279781825891934</id><published>2011-02-24T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T01:17:51.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night I dreamt...and it was this song. Weirdly I only heard this song and watched this mv once and after weeks, it came back in my head last night in my sleep so vividly with my own matrix wanabe mv (I told you it's the bed position, didn't I).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's the weird hand dance lol...but really, this song rawks. Just when I thought MBLAQ was going down. I still don't get it with the hand thingy though (reminds me of christmas broadway or something)...oh enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stay - MBLAQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8QdbKNYnWI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8QdbKNYnWI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3684279781825891934?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3684279781825891934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3684279781825891934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3684279781825891934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3684279781825891934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreaming.html' title='dreaming~'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5010277356774681207</id><published>2011-02-20T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T00:06:48.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arty day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Dusting off spiderwebs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just got back from the movies...and of all stories, my two 'lovely' sisters booked 'No Strings Attached' = . =&lt;br /&gt;Now why will I spend my time watching a story about the arguement of casual sex? So lame.&lt;br /&gt;It was not that funny anyways. Shot glares at my sis for not getting the Adam Sanders' new film or Jason Statham's Mechanic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;een super busy lately...zup zup and February's nearly ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Which means engagement done...it went well! The only downsides were the final preparations and the aftermath...bleah tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since March's nearing, the department's anniversary's approaching which equals to all the rushings of last minute designs. Gawd, sometimes I feel that I am in the wrong department. It's turning more into a design / marketing department cum kindergaten cum art school. And doesn't mean I can design one thing, you have to dump the rest of the design jobs to me *roll eyes*...last minute somemore. And then there's the group art competition deadline (see, I told you) which got me and kitty on our knees with all the coloured papers today on my off day. As I said to kitty, I sacrificed my day because of Art or more to the fact that I couldn't bear seeing an incomplete job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking forward to the coming months...Michael Buble, JYJ ....and bonus! hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;JYJ's music essay songs sounds great... Fallen Leaves and Nine left me with great first impression. And it's great that the lawsuit's doing well...lets just get all the hoo haas over already... it's tiring even to watch, what more to be involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Nights of realistic dreams and neckache. Can we chg the bed position?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5010277356774681207?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5010277356774681207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5010277356774681207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5010277356774681207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5010277356774681207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/02/arty-day.html' title='Arty day'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-722342264296880350</id><published>2011-01-24T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T01:42:38.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Half of the day was spent outside a printing shop with a bunch of students..even with a novel, ipod, ipod touch and mobile phone in hand, it was sooo draggy. Thanks eh sis. By the end of the day, I end up staring into the air, filtering through unwanted public display of affections unbashfully showcased while I sat looking like I was waiting for eggs to hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, the past days were packed with the kelong trip and more engagement preparations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The kelong trip was so so...actually it was quite boring since I was not into the whole fishing frenzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And going to kelong only means one thing...and that's fishing. So go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the afternoon, the weather was really hot and humid and so we had to retire in our attic rooms which turned into a sauna room. That was the near insanity moment. And that was the moment when we started ramblling with each other about how we now feel more appreciative of our electricity / water supply, fans, air-conditioning system, the fishermen's effort to get fishes (now who said fishing is therapeutic?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of the great things... it was pretty surreal sitting and lying on an open space in the middle of the sea with a great book and some good music, witnessing the sun setting, the clear sky, the brush of fresh breeze on your face, the whole drenching ourselves under the rain scene not caring about how outrageous we looked, the exhilirating moment of riding the small sampan to the kelong (imagine our faces cos we thought that we were taking a big boat lol), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;playing with my cousin's 5 years old hyperactive daughter who I initially thought that I will never ever get close to (bcos I could not get along with her mother and also due to past experience, I realised that I could not bear some kids). Nana is mischievious (how many times she tried to wrap my face with my scarf or tickle my feet) and cheeky yet when she smiled, all the thoughts of getting angry with her went down the drain. And this kid speaks totally in malay language (cos she's brought up in malaysia) and suddenly I find it refreshing to interact with her cos nowadays children in Singapore will just rattle off in &lt;em&gt;rojak&lt;/em&gt; english + malay language like me. I think without her there, the state of boredom could have gone a notch higher. Actually it feels weird that I'm growing attached to a kid. Gee I miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways I think dad got the picture. He knows that I'm gona run if he ever brings up another plan of going to the kelong again :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Off to chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Tagging bro and tiqah to the library's malay section is a nightmare XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-722342264296880350?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/722342264296880350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=722342264296880350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/722342264296880350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/722342264296880350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-more.html' title='No more'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3998125552089389972</id><published>2011-01-08T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:07:50.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 days of crazy shift, now I have to battle another 5 more. Urgh it's sickening...besides getting sicko customers, I don't appreciate being treated like a "ball", passed me here and there and yet the thing is not solved. Ahhhhhh I cannot take this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok breathe...breathe. Chant with me. Kelong kelong kelong... 5 days more to kelong trip and I'll dump all those cases!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The thought of sleeping for the whole day or just staring out and breathing the fresh air from my bedroom window (&lt;em&gt;pathetic right? :P bro said im so deprived&lt;/em&gt;) seems like the most perfect plan for today. Still I had to shove that aside and spent half the day with bro on our makeshift curtains...super tiring working with &lt;em&gt;mak bonda &lt;/em&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On to my novel frenzy...towed more books. Seems like I need forever to complete my readings. I've finally gave up on a book that I've been towing along to and fro from work for the past 3 days. After giving chances upon chances on it, I think the writing style does not suit my taste. It just does not satisfy my attention for better description of emotions and personality of the character. And although the storyline's great, some of the actions done by the character in the story does not make sense. Soooo next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah the day seems so short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Praying hard that it'll be a peaceful day tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3998125552089389972?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3998125552089389972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3998125552089389972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3998125552089389972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3998125552089389972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-want-to-talk.html' title='I don&apos;t want to talk'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1777887739814296614</id><published>2010-12-29T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:01:09.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Release it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The soccer match between M'sia and Indonesia finally ended..weirdly all of us at home were hooked on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This soccer ad popped up and of all things, a memory came to mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something about "subject" telling me that I looked like subject's stalker during subject's futsal practice. Not that it is of concern now (to make it clear, I won't stoop low to go to the extent of stalking...oh helloooo).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the whole thing expanded and expanded to the whole story...and all the stupid, angry thoughts come in mind and it just sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd, get a grip! Laugh it off...which I actually did all the way to the toilet while dad look on with an expression as though I just turned loony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone said, release all the hatred. Seems that I need some time with this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1777887739814296614?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1777887739814296614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1777887739814296614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1777887739814296614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1777887739814296614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/12/release-it.html' title='Release it'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1190621012293493676</id><published>2010-12-21T20:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:00:23.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pillow talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mika Nakashima - Glamorous Sky (acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FyVxL0du1k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FyVxL0du1k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sis and I used to be sooo into this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This version rawks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Beat the pillows tonight? But for who? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1190621012293493676?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1190621012293493676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1190621012293493676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1190621012293493676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1190621012293493676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/12/pillow-talk.html' title='pillow talk'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5631385294191436289</id><published>2010-12-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:42:53.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The long leave's finally here! I've never felt this good dining out on a Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The day was spent lazing at bro's room watching him jazz up the engagement decorations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't be rolling about on his bed leisurely if not for the fact that mum has hijacked my laptop for hours to to catch her indonesia drama in youtube *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And amidst that, bro dropped a bomb on me. A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;revelation that left me in a mix of emotions...it feels weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, lets not brood on this. No damage done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, L is in her 5 months and looking great. Gawd I envy her. Godmother to be in 3 months time.. wohoooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Scooting off for now. Gotta finish up on that novel by tonight! Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Wonder when Shin Hye Sung's gona make a comeback...hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5631385294191436289?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5631385294191436289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5631385294191436289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5631385294191436289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5631385294191436289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunday-news.html' title='Sunday news'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-404933010696190633</id><published>2010-12-11T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T16:45:13.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love-hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been a busy month both at work and home. I hate it when December's approaching. But this time it's like a love hate thingy since sis's engagement and kelong trip's nearing. Wohoooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Preparations are on the roll for the engagement and each time we head out to get her stuff, it rains so heavily. And I really mean heavily as in near losing our umbrellas to the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Engagement? It feels like a wedding! I'm done cracking my head and going under the rain for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The past days were filled with Shin Hye Sung's old ballads and more novels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Novels which made my day yet at times i just shook my head in disbelief cos really... such a character don't exist in reality. Ok if it does...super rare. Gah reading has never been this frustrating and complex. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-404933010696190633?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/404933010696190633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=404933010696190633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/404933010696190633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/404933010696190633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-hate.html' title='love-hate'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1182585430512459449</id><published>2010-11-20T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:01:07.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 metres? 3 feet? I can get wrapped up with the measuring tape today... shhhhhhh...big project hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's weather was just perfect for pure lazing around :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rain rain rain... while finishing up on the laundry, I glanced at the kitchen window and realised that I love the moment when the rain just stopped. When the heavy downpour turns into drizzles and the sun creeps out slowly from the dark clouds. That fresh smell. That exact moment. It feels like a fresh new start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So somehow Leo matches with the sun eh? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eveyone's getting their turns with the flu and fever... mine was a few days back... fhew! Stock up on panadols, peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last nite after work, nibbled pocky and caught UKISS's 'shut up!' mv in MTV... ok I was slow cos I realised that it came out last mth :P&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if their dance were inspired by the silat move? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another song to my jogging-music-playlist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1182585430512459449?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1182585430512459449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1182585430512459449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1182585430512459449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1182585430512459449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/11/fresh.html' title='fresh'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7091279095277618063</id><published>2010-11-17T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T20:11:37.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is sadly spent at home accompanined with dramas revolving on the hot topic - 'sacrifice'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly, being someone who rarely watches indonesia melodramas, I was hooked on one, &lt;em&gt;'Emak Ingin Naik Haji'&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Mum Wishes to do Haj&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;A story that moved me and brought some thoughts in my brain.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions lingered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I took for granted the opportunity to step on the holy ground? An opportunity that some people are yearning for, yet never get a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I made full use of the time there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I gave my all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The moments flashed again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt that there was more that I could have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is far more that I should do. More to change. More to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was swept too far. It's time to swim back to shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7091279095277618063?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7091279095277618063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7091279095277618063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7091279095277618063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7091279095277618063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/11/lingers.html' title='Lingers'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9129366610082231765</id><published>2010-11-09T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T16:42:48.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A new chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not for me but I'm happy. Hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now get off your butt and start running!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9129366610082231765?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9129366610082231765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9129366610082231765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9129366610082231765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9129366610082231765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/11/weee.html' title='weee'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1346345001689380992</id><published>2010-11-02T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:23:23.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe in, breathe out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 shockers in a day... a day can't go as depressing as today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 song clinging in my head for days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;B2ST - soom (breathe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTbC1UsBtek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTbC1UsBtek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I so need to breathe in and breathe out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I still want to watch The Last Samurai again...gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1346345001689380992?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1346345001689380992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1346345001689380992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1346345001689380992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1346345001689380992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/11/breathe-in-breathe-out.html' title='Breathe in, breathe out'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3753598729773275005</id><published>2010-10-18T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:59:08.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J to the Y to the J</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JYJ showcase in Singapore... told ya that it was gona get super chaotic on the actual day. So much rantings and complaints about the event organizer, Quest... I rather not delve into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They came... I saw and heard them. That's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When they first strode on stage, sis and I looked at each other with that bewildered look as though we just discovered a mountain of gold. Songs were great and the p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;erformances were spectacular. I remembered years ago venting my frustrations over the lack of english subtitles in TVXQ's DVDs and now, they went beyond that...they're singing songs in English! Weeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Despite all that, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omething was indeed amiss that night... besides the fact that I was suffering from diarrhea (can u believe it..thank god there was no stomach 'attacks' during the show). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At the end of the day, we sat at the airport for supper (no intentions of stalking but more to the intention of finding an empty toilet fast!) with tired-sullen faces for (1) the dong bang guys looked worn-out and kinda affected by something, (2) it was impressive cum sad seeing the harsh reality that lies behind their stardom and (3) I was also worned out physically with all the visits to the loo. Super detox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hopefully, we might be able to see them again in a better platform. Dong bang fight on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3753598729773275005?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3753598729773275005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3753598729773275005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3753598729773275005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3753598729773275005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/10/j-to-y-to-j.html' title='J to the Y to the J'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3843749346357255504</id><published>2010-10-08T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:25:50.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tix ahoy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got my tix! Can I breathe now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I expected chaos but I think it was well organised. Nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess the real chaos will be on the actual day ne? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw them lugging the branch machine and with the security guys...it felt like I was dropping by the bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Someone's getting super freako tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cakap broken social scene! Apa lak 2NE1 I don't care I don't care ni? &lt;/em&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3843749346357255504?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3843749346357255504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3843749346357255504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3843749346357255504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3843749346357255504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/10/tix-ahoy.html' title='tix ahoy!'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7314214838381676895</id><published>2010-10-06T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T03:04:56.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time stopped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two hectic days went by. Thank you JYJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First day -&gt; Getting all hectic inside worrying about the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second day -&gt; Brought my lappy to work. Gawd, for the sake of the online tickets.The time was dragging mercilessly as I counted to the moment to just click the mouse. Situation made worst when the evening meeting was dragged to sooo long...seriously at that time, I felt like wringing someone's neck. Meeting over and I sat in-front of my lappy, stared at the time like an anxious girl waiting to meet her date (kitty tot that I looked like I'm waiting for my exams results). The time came. I clicked. The page loaded..and loaded...aaaand loaded...ooooh soooo sloooow!!! *faint* It was crazy! No wait. I was turning CRAZY! Time was moving and it felt like I was watching someone dying slowly and I couldn't do anything! So plan B -&gt; called sis and in like 'the world is gona end' tone, got her to go to the site. Miraculously, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n one go, she's in and zuuuuuup, we got them! Haiz so the drama mama&lt;em&gt;..gugur jugak jantung aku.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been such a wait, yearning for dong bang to come all these years and they're finally coming (though sadly only 3 of em). While cleaning my personal stuff cupboard that day, I noticed a note that I pasted in it near 3 years ago. On it were 4 goals I had cheekily wrote with no ideas of commiting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(1) Staying 'alive' in my job (And so I did, miraculously breathing still) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoying life with my friends (what friends? most of them are enjoying life with their new brand husbands!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(3) Get fit! Gym! Gym! Gym! (nope. no more but I guess I'm more fit than then and now it's just my trusty treadmill) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(4) Meet the dong bang boys (Seriously, I tot this was so unattainable. So out of the world. I guess now it's gona be half-achieved! weeee).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: After all this, why should I still qns my life. Thank you Allah for the things you gave :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7314214838381676895?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7314214838381676895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7314214838381676895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7314214838381676895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7314214838381676895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-stopped.html' title='Time stopped'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6612711654033048971</id><published>2010-10-03T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:13:55.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>driving me nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm finally doing some effort here. It feels like I have to face O levels again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So restless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh god, let me go through this smoothly. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6612711654033048971?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6612711654033048971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6612711654033048971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6612711654033048971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6612711654033048971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/10/driving-me-nuts.html' title='driving me nuts'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9007371947527655862</id><published>2010-10-02T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T16:30:04.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muppet and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sylvester in muppets... the good old days. Ah just brighten up my day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sm3A_2LJoWc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sm3A_2LJoWc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.s: This week was crappy. Scheduling the shift was pure hell. No more please! I give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.p.s: Nik Kershaw's 'Wouldn't It Be Good' repeating in my head. Ironically, I think it's fine staying in my own shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.p.s: Looking forward to team dinner! Woohooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9007371947527655862?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9007371947527655862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9007371947527655862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9007371947527655862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9007371947527655862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/10/muppet-and-me.html' title='muppet and me'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9029567318452117746</id><published>2010-09-28T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:01:25.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I looked at it, played around with it and I felt nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soooo...emmm...oook...that's it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still don't understand the hoo haas of getting the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For one,I know what it feels...it feels like torturing my eyes by staring at another pc screen for extended time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: I'm falling head over heels with a 64 yrs old guy... Sylvester Stallone...I rather stare at his face (so what if it sags :P) *melts melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9029567318452117746?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9029567318452117746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9029567318452117746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9029567318452117746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9029567318452117746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/thats-it.html' title='that&apos;s it?'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1886464377891307594</id><published>2010-09-26T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:44:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knock out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two days of mc... knocked out by medication and the classic Rocky series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I owe kitty BIG time for covering my shift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, instead of 1, we're getting 4 groups of guests. Mum's nasi lemak is on the roll! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amidst messing about with the &lt;em&gt;pandan&lt;/em&gt; leaves with bro at the kitchen, we started doing squats :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(penalty of 5 squats for every english sentence we blurted). Bro was afraid of losing touch with our mother tongue since we converse too much in English at home. The result...bro owe me 25 squats and he gave up a few mins later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: tired of nagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1886464377891307594?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1886464377891307594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1886464377891307594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1886464377891307594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1886464377891307594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/knock-out.html' title='knock out'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6307744106072828003</id><published>2010-09-20T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T03:41:14.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner and Dance...would have been more enjoyable if I was not tired after my shift and if wearing heels was not pure hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate heels. If not to avoid from sweeping the road with the tail of my dress, I would have opted for flats anytime. And so, I b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ecame super tall..taller than the guys. I could see the heads of the rest of the people who were gathered. The moment I sat, I just took them off and went barefoot (thank you long table cloth). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Highlights were the celebrities invited that includes Hady! Ok seeing him must be common for some but this is just like the 2nd time I see him live. The first time was seeing him afar from the 4th floor at the mall when he was among the Idol finalist...a bit pathetic :P Sooo intrigued with his performance that I ignored my sharkfin soup while the rest went on slurping. &lt;em&gt;Haiyo respect la sikit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's shift was a breeze...hoping for the same tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Someone's craving for Mcdonalds hotcakes at 3 in the morning o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: News on JYJ was a shocker. Haiz one after another...I wonder how many more hurdles will the guys face in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6307744106072828003?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6307744106072828003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6307744106072828003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6307744106072828003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6307744106072828003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/killer-heels.html' title='Killer heels'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6946052220702518333</id><published>2010-09-16T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:05:32.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night was crazy... gawd whats with all the last minute calls. 5 of us dying...out of breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning woke up to endless sounds of the phone ringing. Mami jarum in action. 'Poking-poking' my mum. Mum reciprocate with her temper and her attempt to defend herself. Can't they just stop with all the hoo haas already. Tired leh hearing the whole thing again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people are all grown up but sadly are still acting like a bunch of kids. Grow up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Afternoon...more ringing amidst mum's annoyance since her korean soap drama is disrupted. Another case of grown-up gone insensitive. Hearing the conversation, I shook my head in dismay and hope that this does NOT happen among my siblings in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bleah...i hate the sound of the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6946052220702518333?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6946052220702518333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6946052220702518333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6946052220702518333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6946052220702518333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/ring-ring.html' title='ring ring'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5607385877342758161</id><published>2010-09-14T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:54:35.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to work today and the first thing I wanted to do was to catch up with kitty but she was on mc... fell down = . =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The same respond most of us gave "again?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank god its not on her head again or her 'screw' is gona get looser :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor kitty... I hope she gets stronger soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next time, I should wrap her in a blanket and stuff her in my jacket's pocket kekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think if I have waited for another 10 min before heading to work today, I would have freaked out totally in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew that something like that would happen. It's like I could sense it beforehand. And now, I guess it's clearer to some people that it is true. And what I read came true too. Creepy sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope she stay strong and maybe we'll manage to help two souls in despair. Hopefully things will go back to normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the drama seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5607385877342758161?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5607385877342758161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5607385877342758161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5607385877342758161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5607385877342758161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/gosh.html' title='gosh'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7714397285632144040</id><published>2010-09-12T17:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:02:02.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unite them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd day of raya and I just want more sleeping time and more time with my lappy. And no more rendang smell which at the moment is flowing at maximum strength from the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Badakz reunion was great! How all of us grew through the times. I'm hoping that the unity last for years to come. Badakz fighting! I want more reunion!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Weirdly, the dong bang boys came into my mind today. I realised that all the while I've been trying to escape the reality... that they are not the same anymore. Thus,sadly I've been shuffling away from their songs in my ipod, even the new ones from the three lads that are going strong and the other two that headed on to their solo runs. Talk about being sentimental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though the eager-fanatic-teen syndrome is thinning out in me (I think it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;s the age), I'll hold on to my silent wish and hope for them to reunite. Fight on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7714397285632144040?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7714397285632144040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7714397285632144040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7714397285632144040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7714397285632144040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/unite-them.html' title='Unite them'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-153123125963785178</id><published>2010-09-09T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T03:01:20.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Man... today's a tiring day. By night, the exhaustion was giving me a spliting headache. But at least all the chores are done. Fhew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And tmr will be more chores at nek's hse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting with the clashes with the makcik-makcik early tmr morning at the market to collect lontong and ketupat. Gawd I hate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait to catch up with the others on raya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Scooting off to bed. Toodals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Someone remembered my birthday today :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But really, I'm cool with it. Chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The fact that you're apologetic, makes me feel more appreciated :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-153123125963785178?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/153123125963785178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=153123125963785178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/153123125963785178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/153123125963785178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/breathe-in.html' title='breathe in'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3648060157088551907</id><published>2010-09-07T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:16:08.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mission accomplished</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoe mission was a success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 shop, 3 salesgirls, more than 10 pairs of shoes, half an hour later...she finally made a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each time yaya buys shoes, I get a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pedalworks people rawks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't feel like working today!! Rather handle the curtains the whole day :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;12 more hours to my looooooong Raya leave! Yipeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3648060157088551907?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3648060157088551907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3648060157088551907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3648060157088551907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3648060157088551907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/mission-accomplished.html' title='mission accomplished'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4650327792583540766</id><published>2010-09-05T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:45:57.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe! shoo shoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoe nightmare alert! Shoe nightmare alert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pls god, make the mission tmr a success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4650327792583540766?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4650327792583540766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4650327792583540766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4650327792583540766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4650327792583540766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/shoe-shoo-shoo.html' title='Shoe! shoo shoo'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4604328342984012891</id><published>2010-09-05T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:43:36.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At last.. no more flowers to mess with...no more left abandoned on my treadmill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just went ahead stuffing them in and tada! a mini botanic garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And no comments needed or someone's ending up in the vase itself. I wash hands already hor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night was pure havoc just putting up the &lt;em&gt;lap-lip&lt;/em&gt; lights. Messing up with the nails and lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mcm nak rak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flowers. check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cookies. check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lightings. check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Curtain. tet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mopping. tet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dusting. tet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping. tet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Carpet. tet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yawn. I need retail theraphy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Now that it happened. It's true. Someone needs to be dumped into the dustbin. Now why am I even bothered...sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4604328342984012891?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4604328342984012891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4604328342984012891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4604328342984012891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4604328342984012891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/09/here-we-go-again.html' title='here we go again'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-244770447790561250</id><published>2010-08-29T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T03:25:54.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heeeero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in looooooooooooooove...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;with John Rambo! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not sure why I was moved to rewatch a movie that was created 2 years before I was even born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching it now, I then fully understand the whole emotion that was riding underneath all the never-ending bullet drilling actions and it was truly heart-wrenching to see a man expressing the psychological turmoils that he went through in the war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok go to sleep already! Tmr's a busy2 day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Told myself it was not gona happen. It worked. It damps the misery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-244770447790561250?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/244770447790561250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=244770447790561250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/244770447790561250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/244770447790561250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-heeeero.html' title='my heeeero...'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7634949111666258969</id><published>2010-08-24T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:24:29.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toodals hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Long break...it felt duh...nothing. Just filled with cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The hairs the three of us shed in the room is enough to make a set of fake hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So today despite 2nd tots, I stepped into the hair salon and snip snip. I can't bear it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Days of no lappy...charger breakdown and the pc shop still have yet to order their stocks *roll eyes*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grrr...thank god its fasting month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit. Yog is ending. Call me pessimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7634949111666258969?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7634949111666258969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7634949111666258969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7634949111666258969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7634949111666258969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/08/toodals-hair.html' title='toodals hair'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6078425863160275383</id><published>2010-08-10T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:53:29.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year older</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Turned a day older a few days back. And when you're in the late 20s, best wishes you get are twisted to a different tune. To the tune of hopefullly I meet a soul mate, get married etc = . = (I knew it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Frankly, I didn't expect anything on the day but the peeps put up so much effort...mum's &lt;em&gt;pulut kuning, cik ta's roti kirai, &lt;/em&gt;that humongous cake and those gifts...thank you all from the bottom of this heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love em! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, Ramadhan's baaaaaaaaack! And that day of the month comes today of all days. Hopefully, it does not affect the last 10 days of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fact of the day : Sis concern for the month = sahur + buka XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Started my arabic lessons. So fun! &lt;em&gt;Masaa' al-khayr! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6078425863160275383?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6078425863160275383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6078425863160275383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6078425863160275383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6078425863160275383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/08/year-older.html' title='A year older'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-738543955158023463</id><published>2010-08-04T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:39:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unnecessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Early in the morning, just when I was just about to drop these heavy eyelids to sleep after subuh, mum gave the "hot update". Frankly, I don't really care. Even if it takes for the eclipse of the moon for it to happen. Cos when I do care, all the negative thoughts crept into my mind, I felt worst. So the solution, don't care...don't brood. Leave it to god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, yest was ox last day. So sad. No more crap talk with him. Huhuhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So his last day... a mouse doll for me and a cat doll for fio, my advanced birthday cake, munching mangoes and sour berries and photo taking. Haiz sad. Wish him the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd I'm hungry. Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: 'Bread,Love and Dreams' is getting pretty interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-738543955158023463?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/738543955158023463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=738543955158023463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/738543955158023463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/738543955158023463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/08/unnecessary.html' title='unnecessary'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7943251599208097710</id><published>2010-07-31T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:10:37.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;August coming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ramadhan coming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets rejoice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7943251599208097710?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7943251599208097710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7943251599208097710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7943251599208097710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7943251599208097710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/soon.html' title='soon'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4351383160886851860</id><published>2010-07-31T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T01:30:35.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a wonderful niiiiiiiiiiiite...cos tmr I'm off AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, I think without all the hoo haas that's happening in my life lately, I think these are the best weeks...off,off and more offs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, I expected the service workshop to be so urgh..the same old things yada yada... but it turned out well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Partly due to the great bunch of peeps that I I got to know...one who I frankly said looked familiar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos she  resembled the korean singer, Lee Hyori with all that cool attitude. The other one treated me like a long lost buddy/ daughter. Two guys who were entertaining us with their comical comments. Plus two other ladies who were plain sweet. But seriously I learnt something valuable (Cheesy sia :P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well apart from that...life been like a bit of a hollow...like someone punched me hard on the stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a stupid stupid feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4351383160886851860?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4351383160886851860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4351383160886851860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4351383160886851860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4351383160886851860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/mixed-up.html' title='mixed up'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7581759168228226169</id><published>2010-07-27T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:03:57.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap out of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today it just snapped into my brain. This stubborn brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I've stoop low. I'm worth more than that. So no more stupid moves ...no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At one time there was none, now there is. They're excited, I'm NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Weirdly, I have no expectations now. Zilch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't want to think too much about it...can I just treat it like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; a breeze brushing on my face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.s: Something that I saw as cruel before, seems so lame now. Sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.p.s: A quote... something about 'growing old' ...is now my 'weapon of destruction' MUAHAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.p.p.s: Too many people in love around! AAAAHHHHHHH! *run run*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7581759168228226169?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7581759168228226169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7581759168228226169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7581759168228226169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7581759168228226169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/snap-out-of-it.html' title='Snap out of it'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8352392118481476687</id><published>2010-07-27T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:10:33.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take me away</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Harus kau percaya dengan pasti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dunia tidak kekal abadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanya menguji cekalnya hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebagai khalifah yang sejati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;~Debu-debu dosa - Hijjaz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pLt8YlDxr-s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pLt8YlDxr-s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The question popped up again. It's killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8352392118481476687?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8352392118481476687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8352392118481476687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8352392118481476687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8352392118481476687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/take-me-away.html' title='take me away'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-43534455091056509</id><published>2010-07-21T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:17:56.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two days of no work but draggy-draggy trainings...sooooooo sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly dozing off in-front of mother hen who said that she will make me stand and sing Majulah Singapura if I sleep. So I stretched (sleepy), did leg exercise (sleepy), stood (still sleepy), catch a glimpse of mr hottie nearby (awake!), hottie walked past (super awake!). Must add :- hottie smiled at me.. (melt melt melt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Saw Mr B? (mr beard, the 2nd new hottie).&lt;br /&gt;kitty: i only see his side. He had specs on!&lt;br /&gt;me: Out of 10&lt;br /&gt;kitty: 6.5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 hrs later...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kitty: Eh I just saw Mr B. He took off his specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;me: rate! (typing sneakily while mother hen babble on with loan jargons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitty: I still see his side only. He so hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;me: haiyo&lt;br /&gt;kitty: 7! hahahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah it's the season of eye candies at work. Weeeeee.. (control yourself!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mum turned 51 yest. When I see that number, I just go woah. And I totally forgot about it but still managed a small celebration and bro &lt;em&gt;lawan tauke &lt;/em&gt;with his gift. But I think the birthday card I gave made the most impact kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;And dad was more shocked than mum when we came out with the cake... cos he forgot too XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off days ahead...I need to run run run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Za's engagement nearing. Eventhough things are not the same as in the past, I'll be happy if she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan! I can't wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Why can't that someone just stop putting tears to my mother's eyes!! &lt;em&gt;Skali aku hyak! baru tahu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-43534455091056509?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/43534455091056509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=43534455091056509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/43534455091056509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/43534455091056509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/wake-up.html' title='wake up!'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5305021112787929038</id><published>2010-07-18T23:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:23:23.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>show me out of this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Current state:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleepy...gawd it's morning shift tmr...I'm so gona doze on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Confused... I think the whole chat with bro last nite is getting me more confused than enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merepek ah hal2 ni. Can't they just make it clear cut. Nak A, I give u A...nak B, i give u the damn B la. So in the end, did I do the right thing?! or did I just missed a chance of a "lifetime"? (only god knows). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, I need to get a grip! BE IN CONTROL!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the hoohaas that left me near dry of any state of emotions...sis thought it was weird that I could still watch a movie in my lappy. It was not weird when it was 'Kill Bill' playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Rabbani's 'Insaf' playing in my head...goosebumps. Weirdly wiping tears with my sleeves at 8 plus am in the office this morning. Floodgates! Open sesame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thinking of Ramadhan. So much to chase for... so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Dozing off...toodals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5305021112787929038?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5305021112787929038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5305021112787929038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5305021112787929038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5305021112787929038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/show-me-out-of-this.html' title='show me out of this'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7875190569506717737</id><published>2010-07-14T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T00:54:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bourne... born hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Moi so outdated. Only now did I caught the Bourne trilogy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, how often do we see a hero who fight so well with a pen and a roll of magazine. Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok now I can sleep. Nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7875190569506717737?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7875190569506717737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7875190569506717737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7875190569506717737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7875190569506717737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/bourne-born-hero.html' title='Bourne... born hero'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6852701357199216132</id><published>2010-07-08T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T01:10:46.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Froze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Genting was greaaaaaaaaaat!&lt;br /&gt;Moment remembered: three of us moving upwards to the peak of the water slide ride...bro screaming at the back compressed by sis and me who were holding on to dear life (there were no damn belts!)...me laughing non-stop that I could nearly pee in my pants. Gawd I think we were the most &lt;em&gt;kecohrable &lt;/em&gt;people there thanks to bro :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think part of the trip was to relive mum and dad's honeymoon trip near 30 years ago. Sooo we did leave them with plenty of quality time alone hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah so its back to reality. This two months will be pretty smooth I guess since its time to clear all those remaining leaves... fhew. Fasting month's just around the corner! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off today is spent on bradley cooper and more of mr cooper...haiz love his eyes...I can melt in those anytime kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Iza's engagement's nearing. Happy for her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s: Still remembered how sis keep repeating this story at home. The song is drilling into my head! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And someone asked me why we never experience such a sweet love like this...sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Humko Tumse Pyaar Hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KbAjm_eZoyE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KbAjm_eZoyE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s: I think my heart "froze". Fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6852701357199216132?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6852701357199216132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6852701357199216132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6852701357199216132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6852701357199216132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/07/froze.html' title='Froze'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8634879024930635928</id><published>2010-06-26T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:32:43.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a blessed day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping! Finally got my new jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaaand I've dropped 2 size! *rubbing eyes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the article I read in the mag is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of us still see ourselves as the same in the mirror even if we've lost weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought that it was ridiculous that the salesperson offered me that size...that was like something I could fit in when I was in sec 4! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me take a moment to kiss the treadmill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't think I have 'praying mantis' legs! o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a satisfying dinner with sis (though anything would have been satisfying at that time when we were at the peak of hungriness) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaaand met Mel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow it's been near a year since we last met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A wonderful feeling yet with a weird tinge of sadness...it reminded me of vin and how I have been too absorbed in my own world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Glad that lil boy is recovering. Hoping to meet the rest soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 days! 4 days! Weeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8634879024930635928?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8634879024930635928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8634879024930635928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8634879024930635928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8634879024930635928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-2419353163932337460</id><published>2010-06-22T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:05:37.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo what...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Current state: Hot, sweaty, stomachache, worried (Ivy's gona kill me tmr).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss a lot of people...that includes you Qila! Tiqah! Boboi! Mamat! Amira! Ani! &lt;em&gt;dan mereka2 yg sewaktu dengannya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The past days been full of emotional turmoil. Actually, thinking about it, I think it's so unnecessary. I want to be strong like before. Strong to throw all that aside and just move on with my life. And strong to believe that god gave what's best for me. Strong woman! (ok I will stop before I start with my own rendition of 'I will survive' which I believe will be worst than the self&lt;em&gt;-ceramah &lt;/em&gt;I gave aloud last night amidst my sis who were ready to smack me with their pillows&lt;em&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, had a loooooong shopping spree with mum and sis...by the end of the day, I walked out of the boutique with a half contented half dreadful face as though I just dumped my savings in the drain :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah whatever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, throughout the day, kitty, ox and I were grumbling of the weird queries that came in and the endless sleepiness that seems to engulf us with time. And we had our normal nonsensical arguements about ox milk, cursing the 'demonic' air-conditioning system that was happily freezing us and discussing on ox's move to the design world. Had my first payback-fasting day today and I think it went well. 7 more to go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we have a new eye candy in the house! I think he's a genuine eye candy as compared to the past ones :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of all people, he had to listen in to me when I was sick with diarrhea few days back...urgh. But at least I had the chance hahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: L said I'm gona be a godmother soon. Jiayo L!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: Countdown to Genting! Wooooooooooooooots! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-2419353163932337460?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/2419353163932337460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=2419353163932337460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2419353163932337460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2419353163932337460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/soooo-what.html' title='Soooo what...'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7992273328480656762</id><published>2010-06-16T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:58:51.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leceh nyeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every action counts... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Think once twice thrice before you react...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why must it be so complicated, so leceh, so urghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;solution &gt; dun give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7992273328480656762?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7992273328480656762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7992273328480656762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7992273328480656762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7992273328480656762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/leceh-nyeee.html' title='Leceh nyeee'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8049721629045662528</id><published>2010-06-08T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:56:04.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll move</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lee Da Hae's acting rawks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brown Eyed Soul - I'll Move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6bxTHmohABQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6bxTHmohABQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8049721629045662528?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8049721629045662528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8049721629045662528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8049721629045662528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8049721629045662528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/nice-song.html' title='I&apos;ll move'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-2544780087083892679</id><published>2010-06-08T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:16:08.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the way back home from the bank, i sat in the bus staring blankly at the raindrops on the glasswindow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just felt empty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd is it me or am I having a mid crisis or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I'll be on a verge of crying over it but by then I'll be giving myself a mental lecture and in turn, I feel like smacking myself for all the unnecessary stupidity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Allah, please give this clueless human some strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Rubbing it in eh. I damn saw it and that stupid feeling that I had 7 years ago attempted to crawl in. Bleah. Someone pass me the bucket. I feel like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: More? Ox is leaving...haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-2544780087083892679?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/2544780087083892679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=2544780087083892679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2544780087083892679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2544780087083892679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-see-nothing.html' title='I see nothing'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5483862997385370288</id><published>2010-06-03T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:36:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did something that I thought I could never ever ever do due to my traditional mindset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The result - It showed me the perspective of our modern lifestyle but wat the heck, it gained me a friend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways few days back, had some hoo haas in the office with C. I thought I saw this hot male security guard at office. A day later, I saw the same guard, talked to him and realise that 'he' was a 'she'! ( imagine me laughing like crazy in the lift)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A day after that, I saw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;two guards...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there were actually two diff person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So my eyes were right, I did saw a male guard lol. A glance made it hard to differentiate them. Siblings or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion: I'm not &lt;em&gt;kero &lt;/em&gt;and there is a hot guard in the house! kekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two days of ' Dari Mata Arisa' and we're hooked &lt;em&gt;anak-beranak&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In one of the episode, the lead actor was upset (over something oh so lame) and was giving the silent treatment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The woman said upfront "Stop being upset. I do not know how to pacify you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my head, gawd I could have said the same thing :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Qila's gona go through the op. I wish you luck! Stay strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: Bro got his SIM admission. Wow my dream really came true...gulp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5483862997385370288?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5483862997385370288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5483862997385370288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5483862997385370288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5483862997385370288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/dare-me.html' title='Dare me'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4248081571095775665</id><published>2010-06-02T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:33:45.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Speechless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish the ground will just open up and swallow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/TAZO6ORyEJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VIVcboeYu0U/s1600/lepak4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478152758914846866" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/TAZO6ORyEJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VIVcboeYu0U/s320/lepak4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *run run*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4248081571095775665?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4248081571095775665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4248081571095775665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4248081571095775665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4248081571095775665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/06/gosh.html' title='Gosh'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/TAZO6ORyEJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VIVcboeYu0U/s72-c/lepak4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5826672195599872417</id><published>2010-05-25T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:10:02.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fork holes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Morning shift...pure sleepiness... add that with one draggy meeting that was oh so unnecessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Throughout the morning, ox the bully kept "stabbing with a fork" till kitty came to the rescue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_vz4LYV6eI/AAAAAAAAALs/17gC72FDi6Y/s1600/lepak2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475237918452083170" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_vz4LYV6eI/AAAAAAAAALs/17gC72FDi6Y/s320/lepak2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 hrs later...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_v0Js2IbfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ARbGUpbUjiQ/s1600/lepak3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475238219493174770" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_v0Js2IbfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ARbGUpbUjiQ/s320/lepak3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: We have new neighbours finally and now we have extra "doorbells" since the dogs will just go crazy barking even behind the closed doors when anyone gets back home. Free security alert in place eh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5826672195599872417?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5826672195599872417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5826672195599872417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5826672195599872417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5826672195599872417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/05/fork-holes.html' title='fork holes'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_vz4LYV6eI/AAAAAAAAALs/17gC72FDi6Y/s72-c/lepak2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8381311112747429258</id><published>2010-05-24T21:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:14:57.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bio nitesss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The day started in pure boredom...sis and I whining to get out. So we did and caught Robin Hood and Shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think Shrek was a bit lacking this time. Maybe I was expecting too much. And so was Robin Hood but it was not regretful watching a war film starring Russell Crowe. He's like one of the most suitable person to play such epic roles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been continuing on Muhammad's biography for the past nights and I think it's an impressive book that gave so much details that went through in his life as compared to those general textbooks we relied on in the past. So detailed that I cringe at some parts that happen in the wars he went through. All the more I felt so awed at how brave and dedicated the followers were. I felt small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_qkc_lLvvI/AAAAAAAAALc/l86FEEQa1so/s1600/lepak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_qlMuqSLHI/AAAAAAAAALk/Yzoneo0T7bQ/s1600/lepak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474869935124655218" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_qlMuqSLHI/AAAAAAAAALk/Yzoneo0T7bQ/s320/lepak1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;June holidays' coming. I'm hoping for some gatherings. Can we have one? plsssssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonder when can I hop on another flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8381311112747429258?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8381311112747429258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8381311112747429258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8381311112747429258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8381311112747429258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/05/bio-nitesss.html' title='bio nitesss'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S_qlMuqSLHI/AAAAAAAAALk/Yzoneo0T7bQ/s72-c/lepak1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1771227201666782975</id><published>2010-05-19T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:57:15.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unleash your swords</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been pretty weak for the past few days. The fever spread in the house and I think i spread it in the office! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The headaches went on and off like the light switch and my temperature fluctuates like crazy...shivering in the office like I was strapped in a freezer. Craziest days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Off days with a head as a heavy as rock leads to movie indulgence at home. I think I just fell for epic war films. And I don't mean wars with guns and bombs but the classic ones with shields and swords. And knowing that they are based on real histories that happened way before we're born, makes it far more interesting. I keep wondering what it's like witnessing such things for real like the ones prophet muhammad went through in his lives. I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Caught the animation movie, 'How to train your dragon'...the lead character reminds me of Qila :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: MBLAQ's Y mv... nice song but what's with those pants?! It's like they're not wearing any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.p.s: Kitty and ox are back. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1771227201666782975?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1771227201666782975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1771227201666782975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1771227201666782975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1771227201666782975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/05/unleash-your-swords.html' title='Unleash your swords'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5267453123164066318</id><published>2010-05-02T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T03:34:37.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gile kape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How did I even survived the 4 days of hellish night shift. Really, it was, since I came across a really CRAZY customer (this guy I think really needs either anger management course or a bed at IMH) and I couldn't catch a glimpse of Junsu who finally made it to our small island..*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's really unfortunate to hear all the hoo haas about him rushing back to korea earlier today. Hopefully he'll make it here again in the future and it won't hurt if he can tow along the other 4 here too :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to the 'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ental customer' mentioned earlier... I think he should opt for the slot at IMH. He said he was not scolding me but was trying to be firm. Firm?! Firm when you actually scream in the phone like a Tarzan? I'm not kidding here. He literally screamed as in 'ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!' like a mad man sia. I had to pull my earpiece away before my eardrums get affected. Gawd...what was that??! It's not like screaming gona get what you want. What's happening to people nowadays. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Shove work aside* Fio's off for a long holiday break again. Haiz I'm gona be soooo bored for this 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At home, dad towed a humongous tv which served its purpose of magnifying every pores of the actors and it seems that every scenes in the tv looked like some kind of a reality show. I so need to get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: 2PM's 'without you' performance...Nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Im gona be ok, I'll be ok...' &lt;em&gt;(without crazy customerrrrs...without crazy customerrrrrrs...)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: One month and I've reached the '5' boundary. Praying that I'll cross it next week. Go go go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5267453123164066318?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5267453123164066318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5267453123164066318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5267453123164066318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5267453123164066318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/05/gile-kape.html' title='Gile kape'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-332169257797507629</id><published>2010-04-16T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:58:21.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouwwwwww...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Told you that today's session was gona be painful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Super painful when Ivy unleash her super strong energy on her 'big pinch' move (I so hate that!) especially when she got to know that I did not heed her advise. Ok ok! I will do it next time!! I PROMISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a great session since we had non-stop chattings, sharing all our qualms at work though I was in the midst of bearing the pain of literally manhandled by my petite therapist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so touched by her dedication and her thoughfulness. It was not a mistake heeding sis's recommendation. I feel that the effects are showing at the right pace and I so need new pants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways they're giving free universal studio tix at work for family day and just when I was getting all excited about it, I realised that I'm damn WORKING on that day =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAH this is so unfair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Retail therapy alert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-332169257797507629?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/332169257797507629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=332169257797507629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/332169257797507629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/332169257797507629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/ouwwwwww.html' title='Ouwwwwww...'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4673065442252440888</id><published>2010-04-15T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:25:17.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go go go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break up! Kimi ni tsugeta yume wa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katachi wo kaeta wakejanai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break up! Koko ni aru jibun no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kara wo umare kawareru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When was the last time I heard this song? Gosh ulu-ulu years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still catchy ne..and 'heart, mind and soul' is still an old time fav :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's a total sweat out day with interval training accompanied by the aroma of fried chicken as the others dine on arnolds. Ironically mum offered me some when I was resting, gasping for air (= , = --&gt; the exact look I gave mum). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think somehow I'm having a total different perspective on fried food lately...it does not give me that strong temptation as in the past and I'm loving mushrooms more than ever. I want to eat a soup filled with diff types of mushroom :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I so want to shop!! And more books please!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chaaaaaaaaaarge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4673065442252440888?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4673065442252440888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4673065442252440888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4673065442252440888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4673065442252440888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/go-go-go.html' title='Go go go!'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5925598147847834118</id><published>2010-04-14T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:02:49.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toho-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A whole day to myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally got the time to conquer the tv and blast it to catch the whole tohoshinki concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was bittersweet since ironically as stated on the dvd, it was the final concert *sniff* (I make it sound like death tribute sia..ish3x).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So watching sweats trickling down their zoomed face basically took up my whole day :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how many calories they burn after each concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Which reminds me that I've yet to sweat it out for today. Later then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Checking out fio's love generation. I'm so outdated XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5925598147847834118?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5925598147847834118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5925598147847834118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5925598147847834118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5925598147847834118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/toho-day.html' title='toho-day'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4701265522562544926</id><published>2010-04-12T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:20:17.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aishiteru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tmr's another 'painful' session... And she wants me to sleep through it?!? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Woooo everyone's in looooooove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4701265522562544926?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4701265522562544926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4701265522562544926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4701265522562544926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4701265522562544926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/aishiteru.html' title='Aishiteru'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9090286336196168064</id><published>2010-04-09T22:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:11:45.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bolly-memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sleepy after the long shopping spree with yaya... err treadmill? I'll leave that for tmr.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally got Amr Diab's cd after like how many countless times I delayed my trip to Mustafa.. Weee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sis got her jeans, sandals and we had lunch at seoul garden... love the kimchi!...reminds me of the endless stuffing of kimchi at korea... can I say that as a good or bad memory? hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;More window shopping...as I said to yaya, why must all the nice stuff pop up when I'm waiting for my salary. I want that bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been 2 days of bollywood recaps...sis and I admit that we do that when we're stressed. We'll be in msn (although we're in the same room) and we'll pop each other old hindi video clips to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One B grade bollywood clip that sis showed me recently reminded me so much of our childhood days and I remembered well how we commented on how outrageous the clip is but since the song was so catchy, we kept repeating it again and again :P Seconds after reminding that memory to yaya, I read that the actor committed suicide a few years back O-o...shocking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's weird how we could repeatedly watch all those vcds in past without getting tired of them cos I know that it will not work for eng films...err putting aside Bug's Life cos I admit repeating that a lot XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As sis said, it's like entering into a fantasy world. I think each movie is embedded with diff childhood memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like how Hum Saath Saath Hain reminds me of fever, cos shulu kept repeating the vcd when I was having a major fever one time and how Kuch Kuch Hota Hai reminds me of iza's mcdonald styled hair during secondary school days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadly most of our old collections disappeared as we grew...dad's the major suspect... I think he's setting one bollywood HMV at his workplace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I so want to watch K3G again hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9090286336196168064?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9090286336196168064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9090286336196168064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9090286336196168064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9090286336196168064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/bolly-memories.html' title='bolly-memories'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8819154398314403313</id><published>2010-04-05T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:48:36.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm feeling pathetic again!! Thank you hor yaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems that I have everything... but I think I have nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I have this thought, I'll bask in self pity and then it develops to guilt for not being thankful for what I have. Sheesh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please.. lets not talk about this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8819154398314403313?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8819154398314403313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8819154398314403313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8819154398314403313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8819154398314403313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-not.html' title='Lets not.'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8906138578442098826</id><published>2010-04-04T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:37:21.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toho-gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;typing away with shulu nagging about tmr's plan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: Apeeee laaa...go to sleep laaaa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaya: chill la chill la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fhew aman sikit...she finally dozed off :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well what's to chill when you get a shocking news that Tohoshinki's stopping activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew that this day will come but I didn't expect it to be THIS early...in the midst of all the achievements... what strategy is this??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And is this an initial step towards the actual disbanding of TVXQ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haiz...pure disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5km walk two nights back was a killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Addicted or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8906138578442098826?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8906138578442098826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8906138578442098826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8906138578442098826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8906138578442098826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/toho-gone.html' title='toho-gone'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-2416117628817096969</id><published>2010-04-01T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:48:33.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUN! RUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a start of a new 'challenge' next week. I'm so into it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Schedule set...motivation set... and my warm therapist, Ivy send me out with a loud 'ganbatte!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope it works :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I learnt that running with Bi's voice blasting in my ears pushes me further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny...weird...but it works for me... it was like a personal trainer guiding me at my side throughout the whole regime. How I wish he was there for real...running along with his clingy white sweatshirt...drool drool :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Off for another round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-2416117628817096969?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/2416117628817096969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=2416117628817096969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2416117628817096969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/2416117628817096969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/04/run-run.html' title='RUN! RUN!'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-368109043636910026</id><published>2010-03-31T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T01:40:21.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a coincidence. I had mood swing since yesterday. I dunno what was wrong with me either but I just had no energy to talk and I just felt soooo irritated. Sorry peeps for the silent treatment. More irritated when someone kept talking about her sister and her business. Shush it alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it went a notch higher when bakuteh start ringing again and again to feedback on my response to yesterday's system problem. Don't report u kena, report also kena. Sheesh. Give me a break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But mood was lightened up when I finally got some chatting time with kitty at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Kitty! You're finally back! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kitty: I was off for only two days =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: It felt like weeks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, za's getting engaged again soon. Wow that was a fast decision. I hope it works for her this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So happy for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Attacking sushi tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-368109043636910026?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/368109043636910026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=368109043636910026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/368109043636910026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/368109043636910026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-talk.html' title='Don&apos;t talk'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-494736215265062506</id><published>2010-03-19T00:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:47:29.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S6JS2IsrcBI/AAAAAAAAALU/UdS8GpYRmR4/s1600-h/kcbt.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450009589073014802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S6JS2IsrcBI/AAAAAAAAALU/UdS8GpYRmR4/s320/kcbt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've always questioned people what does it mean to love someone because of Allah. A qns hard to be explained.&lt;br /&gt;I think the film 'Ketika Cinta Bertasbih' answered my curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting film that showed great lessons in life and touched me with examples of such dedicated muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I soooo want to learn Arabic. I find it so hard to grasp that language during my childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;Though reciting them is easy, I have a looong way to go to understand and converse in that language.&lt;br /&gt;In my childhood classes, some ustaz will start conversing in intermediate level throughout the whole lesson leaving us gaping in confusion while some, looking at how blur we all were, will help us to translate the words in our exam papers. Sad to say that the two longest arabic words that I can translate and that still cling to my memory is the word rooster and cat :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm should start doing something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-494736215265062506?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/494736215265062506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=494736215265062506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/494736215265062506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/494736215265062506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-always-questioned-people-what-does.html' title='Love for Allah'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S6JS2IsrcBI/AAAAAAAAALU/UdS8GpYRmR4/s72-c/kcbt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3021759704183192708</id><published>2010-03-16T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:46:40.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who? me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only You (Winter Sonata ost) - Ryu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbO0K5zqlX8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbO0K5zqlX8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu has such a beautiful voice.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I listen to this song, I feel so calm.&lt;br /&gt;I imagine myself standing on a patch of land, surrounded by trees, watching snows dropping slowly from the sky and I just dance and dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3021759704183192708?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3021759704183192708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3021759704183192708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3021759704183192708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3021759704183192708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-me.html' title='Who? me?'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5647935547531391973</id><published>2010-03-13T19:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:10:44.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touchdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baaaaack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medan trip went well...sceneries at Lake Toba and Brastagi were simply beautiful...it felt like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;How great it would be if we had such weather here cos I'm perspiring in my room now! D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S5uOZWjZJ-I/AAAAAAAAALM/eRIbJMuAKxk/s1600-h/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448104740436649954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S5uOZWjZJ-I/AAAAAAAAALM/eRIbJMuAKxk/s320/IMG_2699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The cultural stories shared about the Bataks were pretty interesting...&lt;br /&gt;and as always, the trip was filled with culinary spread of rice, rice and more rice that we attacked Maggi noodles when we reached home. This time...no cute tour guide and driver :P but I think the guide did a great job though there were some shortfalls here and there ... i told you not to have expectations, didn't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon touchdown at changi airport we were greeted with fans at the arrival hall...&lt;br /&gt;ok ok...not our fans ... Shinee's actually.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing on my mind at that time was the bed at home, when out of the blue, mum said that she wanted to wait too and catch a glimpse = . = (speechless) so we did... (i can't believe that dad agreed to that O-o ...double speechless).&lt;br /&gt;One hour passed...no shining Shinee... only shining lights and more teens ambling here and there probably endlessly guessing where the guys are hiding... dad said " skali they disguised as those pilots"... I think probably the guys are already at their hotel room, sleeping... so we finally left...&lt;br /&gt;Shinee, you left one mother disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days went like a breeze...i wonder when's our next trip.&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tmr... I think the mailbox is gona explode...&lt;br /&gt;*tet tet tet spirit level dropping and dropping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5647935547531391973?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5647935547531391973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5647935547531391973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5647935547531391973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5647935547531391973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/touchdown.html' title='touchdown'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gaaH3Kca_H8/S5uOZWjZJ-I/AAAAAAAAALM/eRIbJMuAKxk/s72-c/IMG_2699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1608225167801982743</id><published>2010-03-08T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:58:50.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone's slacking in the room...less than 6 hours to rest before heading off to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still not able to sleep now though people thought I looked really tired today and I was soooooooo sleepy at work...so sleepy that I requested for someone to slap me...ox was delighted to offer me one = . =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what happens when you''re sleeping hours has gone out of control for two years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, we had a photoshoot in the office...C became the star for the day. Endless flashes, clickings of the camera which reminded me of scenes in CSI and loud "smile! smile"... more of that, ox could have ended up pummeling someone XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the sleepy spell is kicking in... Sayonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1608225167801982743?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1608225167801982743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1608225167801982743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1608225167801982743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1608225167801982743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/zzzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzzz'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-3614070158313433545</id><published>2010-03-06T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:45:18.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would run I would fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you come into my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I would stay next to you like river water flows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you come into my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah I can listen MBLAQ's rendition to this song again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;two days!! two days!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-3614070158313433545?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3614070158313433545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=3614070158313433545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3614070158313433545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/3614070158313433545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/into-my-heart.html' title='Into my heart'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5457820690625426880</id><published>2010-03-05T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T15:59:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enthu-enthu dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another late morning. I just couldn't woke up. My eyes opened a few seconds to see sis packing her luggage and then they droop back to dreamland...and like a few mins later, when I'm fully awake, she has completed the whole chore...something that took me hours yesterday O-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, it's yet another day witnessing my parents' enthusiastic antics. The whole shopping plan that dad shared with us got me gawking. All the while I thought he was doing all the shopping for my cousin's upcoming engagement but errr not really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Having a peanut fight with yaya. Hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5457820690625426880?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5457820690625426880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5457820690625426880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5457820690625426880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5457820690625426880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/enthu-enthu-dad.html' title='Enthu-enthu dad'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1926183935077175346</id><published>2010-03-04T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T03:27:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rat - kitty - ox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhh finally the dreadful weeks are coming to an end... 4 days to holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today we had 'sudden huge attacks' all the way till night...how dreadful. Kitty and I were counting the hrs and minutes to the end. So now Fio knows how it feels to be slogging the hrs till midnight. On the way back home, the taxi driver asked me work-related qns (slap my forehead)... answered his queries and he laughed and apologised when I quickly told him not to ask anymore cos I don't want to think of work liao...uncle ah spare me hor...my shift's over leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Atmosphere's been great since Fio came back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to the nonsensical conversations with kitty and ox and more sweets on my table. Snow white thinks i'm more cheerful since she keeps hearing my laughter from across the desk. Trust them to fill my time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah off days ahead! I feel so relieved cos I think it has been pure slogging for last month with the numerous straight 4 days. And through that month too, I grew to become more pissed than ever with some peeps from this other unit. I think for the years working, our units had great bond but now, some peeps there are acting all big. Don't have to talk to me like I'm stupid. Clearly we do not know some things that you know and we need time to digest some of your internal info. We need each other to support work so why must they act so frustrated. If some of their seniors can be so understanding and helpful, why must these peeps show attitude. Talking to them was like trying to understand a difficult customer...I just wanted to end the call. I've lost respect for them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Spoke to a celebrity today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1926183935077175346?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1926183935077175346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1926183935077175346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1926183935077175346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1926183935077175346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/03/rat-kitty-ox.html' title='rat - kitty - ox'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-6043843301512703576</id><published>2010-02-27T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:23:55.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dose of relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a bit relieved from the endless throat ache... dose of antibiotics and lozenges did the job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad was nagging throughout the morning about my health and repeated the story about germs around us...in the mrt la, the phone at work la etc etc...must wash hands la etc etc...yes dad, I hear you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And mum took it as an excuse to rest and not cook today since I can't swallow oily and spicy food :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;towed some novels back home, did some needed shopping and finally had a haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone told me to make a step today but I'm just scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I admit that in that aspect, I keep giving advises but I never implement it myself before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still thinking here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Someone's really happy lately huhuhu...and stop denying cos I can read you well like an open book ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-6043843301512703576?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/6043843301512703576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=6043843301512703576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6043843301512703576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/6043843301512703576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/02/dose-of-relief.html' title='Dose of relief'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-1710866069046475043</id><published>2010-02-27T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:25:00.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>throat oh throat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last fever was on 12th feb (draggy-draggy fever) and though it's gone, my throat is still hurting!! I'm sooo heading to the doc tmr. Last night it hurt so much that I just woke up in a daze and sat on the bed groaning... yaya came to the rescue with her trusty water flask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With shulu off to Genting, the room's like a internet cafe till the wee morning thanks to 'yours truly' ehem ehem you know who (plus all her midnight snacks in tow) and no one puts the blanket on me when I'm cold in bed huhuhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nak Shidaaaaaaaaah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh anyways, kak mas engagement went well. She looked lovely, great pink concept and we all had some great time though part of time was spend scrubbing pots and pans at the kitchen. And someone's getting all hype up to plan his own kekeke. Aaaaand an interesting thing happen which left me thinking of how gullible I was. Tsk tsk..destroying the trust was a really bad move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 more day to the end of this draggy month... which means Fio's coming back! and our trip to Medan's nearing! YEAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tmr's plan: clinic -&gt; mall -&gt; library...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Work today was pretty peaceful with M's dose of health tips aside Mr S's non-stop grumblings over his cases. Filled my time with mum's islamic history book which left me in awe and regret. A salute to all our islamic heroes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selawat and salam to prophet Muhammad s.a.w in conjunction to his birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-1710866069046475043?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1710866069046475043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=1710866069046475043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1710866069046475043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/1710866069046475043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/02/throat-oh-throat.html' title='throat oh throat'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-721583881795906635</id><published>2010-02-12T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T01:38:09.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocker me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Caught the fever...it still feels like I'm holding bricks on my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the time at work, I just wished I could lie on the floor. Felt woozy as though I was high on something as mr protector aka defender said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;By night I got the confirmation from others that my voice was transforming to a man's voice and heading towards minah rockers' vocals. If this gets worst, CNY shift is gona be badly affected. So don't you play me out, voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today work went on peacefully, I hope it continues during the holidays (silently hoping that people out there are just too busy stuffing pineapple tarts and ba kwas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I had one cheeky customer who asked me out for dinner *shake my head* and please don't call me dear *shivers* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Weirdly, for two days I craved certain dishes and when I get back home tadaaa! mum has cooked them... maybe I should start craving for something else than food :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-721583881795906635?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/721583881795906635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=721583881795906635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/721583881795906635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/721583881795906635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/02/rocker-me.html' title='rocker me'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-451256381175771507</id><published>2010-02-09T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:37:04.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>embrace it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sis said...it's weird why some people do not appreciate the love showered upon them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I nodded in silence. How unappreciative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anways, the &lt;em&gt;rewang&lt;/em&gt; season's here! Wow kak mas getting engaged in a week plus more.Woooots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something to look forward to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How long has it been since we had such gatherings hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I wonder when will it be bro's turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon probably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I saw that glint of hope in his eyes (*praying*).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That aside, my day at work started from a sleepy, grumpy mode abruptly tuned to an alert mode since the new peeps came in for listen-in...and of all people, listening to me. But the new peeps are kewl. Plus, the endless poppings with 'Alex the protector' and 'Fio the kitty' over our '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;out of the world' topics kept me awake throughout. How can I survive those hours without this two freakos :D Which reminds me that Fio's leaving for her long hong kong trip in 2 days time baaaaaaa! *sniff sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Poca went for some medical leave and now I gotta to do straight graveyard hrs seh! *faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: I spoke to someone who had a really beautiful set of teeth today...seriously it was! *ting ting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.p.s: I think Allah answered one of my prayers...thank you Allah for opening that person's heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-451256381175771507?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/451256381175771507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=451256381175771507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/451256381175771507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/451256381175771507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/02/embrace-it.html' title='embrace it'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8503584545749889608</id><published>2010-02-03T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:53:07.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh february</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;February February go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;February has 28 days but it feels like 28 months. I want March!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Can't get enough of MBLAQ's dorkiness (Didn't expect that from their masculine image). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for the loads of humour. I really need that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8503584545749889608?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8503584545749889608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8503584545749889608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8503584545749889608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8503584545749889608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-february.html' title='Oh february'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9033361205414988099</id><published>2010-01-30T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:23:05.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push it away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;January's ending! January's ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four straight late nights filled with boredom and cases that tested the inner core of my patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night's case was a major highlight that made me realise how major patient I've turned. And today's trip to the dentist is a further confirmation of that fact. I could have easily 'bang table' at the receptionist when she told me that I had no appointment fixed for the day. (Then i made appointment with ghost isit?) Not sure how I got the will to stay calm and just say "it's ok" when she apologised to me. Maybe because I know how she feels at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mother hen's on my neck lately. Whats up with her? The emails she sent to me was like 'duh' that I couldn't be bothered to even reply. So ya I did some mistakes and it's clear that it's my mistake so whats all the hoo haas in the emails for?! To make me reply "Yes I'm wrong" isit? Whatever la hen... &lt;em&gt;(dah lali tau)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push push push the frustrations away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Dad's birthday... I still dunno what to give him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s: Shinee's in Singapore! Screeeeeeeeeam!!! Bleah...working la deh. &lt;em&gt;Kirim salam eh&lt;/em&gt; XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s: Chill with EXILE... their vocals are worth listening... &lt;em&gt;cuma dah tua je&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.p.s: Love Anita Aruszi's novel - Bunga Syurga. Not because my name is in it :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feels like I'm watching a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;drama with a great twist. With it, time flew so fast...(more novel alert blinking).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9033361205414988099?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9033361205414988099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9033361205414988099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9033361205414988099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9033361205414988099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/push-it-away.html' title='Push it away'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-8461233356551686949</id><published>2010-01-25T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:34:53.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yaya~me~shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't stop good love, good love, gooood love~~~ G.O.O.D love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Got such thing as good love and bad love meh? Love is love wat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's slacking day after a tiring shopping spree with yaya yesterday. It was SHOES day! 4 pair of shoes in tow! kekeke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we had a pretty interesting encounter while dining. I think he was too earnest on his first day at work. It felt as though we had a personal butler as the waiter was standing near our table, observing us eat ..*toing*... wait..make it a weird butler cos he said "sedapnyeee" (delicious) when we were about to eat (*shake my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the way home, purple line got delayed. The whole platform was packed like a scene during saie at Makkah. Sis was nearly squashed by the door but the thing she was concerned of was her design work in my hand :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: January's ending!! 1 more month to go! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: Recently, dad's words always come true... scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-8461233356551686949?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8461233356551686949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=8461233356551686949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8461233356551686949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/8461233356551686949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/yayameshoes.html' title='yaya~me~shoes'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-9071335088677063172</id><published>2010-01-22T21:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:54:55.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gahhhhhhhhhhh I have to work on sunday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was invisible when she told me about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thank you buddy for losing your voice :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Can I say no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Haizzz... but atleast it's half day... half day of peace pleassssssse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I feel like I swept a bunch of garbage... all the piling cases settled! fhew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Fiona had an interesting case that got us gawking O-o ... hai the world is indeed turning upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone threatened to write to the press just because we don't provide red packets now (slap my forehead)...speechless, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Observation of the day: The young ones can be far more mature and thoughtful than their seniors. Ish3x.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Don't understand why yaya likes all these B grade movies... skeletonman??? (roll my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaya: Asal dia bunuh2 orang ni??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: Dia nak isi la...dia kan skeleton.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaya: eh! dia nak isi eh?! (excited)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaya: -  .  -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mak:  Dia ni datang dari dunia lain la ni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaya: Thanks eh mak  -  .  -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-9071335088677063172?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/9071335088677063172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=9071335088677063172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9071335088677063172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/9071335088677063172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-me-peace.html' title='give me peace'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-5857594322339399904</id><published>2010-01-20T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:57:09.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm reminded of that someone again today and it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-5857594322339399904?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5857594322339399904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=5857594322339399904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5857594322339399904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/5857594322339399904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/again.html' title='again'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-7402760716968362755</id><published>2010-01-20T01:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:47:53.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pile on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It' raining...it's pouring...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm deadbeat...slurring throughout after 11pm...buay tahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Left work with an unsettling heart just by looking at the piles of unsettled cases in my pc. It keeps on piling and piling... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Works adding the stress to my skin! Where did all these bumps came from? Like being bitten by mosquito! Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What should I do tmr? Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: Today's novel shook me with emotion. But really cannot tahan some dialogues...do one even talk in such ways in reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s: Dad is thinking of renting a vacation house. I wish we had one that looks like a kampung house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-7402760716968362755?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/7402760716968362755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=7402760716968362755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7402760716968362755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/7402760716968362755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/pile-on.html' title='pile on'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4101714916297853737</id><published>2010-01-17T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:55:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ssuuuuuuup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life feels gooooooooood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sis and I can finally get rid of the lame vodafone and enjoy wireless internet even at the crook of our toilet heeeeeee!! Now I can safely say that our house is not a cave XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just when I thought that I had to throw my spoilt laptop, bro's buddy came to the rescue...fhew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, mum came back home with some interesting stories from her visit from somewhere. And bro's 'progressing' finally hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the driveout with za can only be expressed in one word "unforgettable" in both positive and negative manner. And dare I say that I'm not gona drive again unless it's a matter of life and death..fullstop! No further explanations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: I really can't wait for March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4101714916297853737?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4101714916297853737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4101714916297853737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4101714916297853737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4101714916297853737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/ssuuuuuuup.html' title='ssuuuuuuup'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895019.post-4825277078168515044</id><published>2010-01-10T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:27:02.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drained</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Work today was like a quest of survival...fighting againts hundreds of enemies.. reminds me of azumi and her sidekick... endless slashings of the samurai sword but the number of enemies builds up again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With three people down, only two (can you believe it?!) TWO of us handled the whole morning! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't understand why people out there are so KEEN in spending their Sunday mornings wih us instead of lazing their weekends away..Sheesh. Go la somewhere... eat roti prata or something...XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah...I feel like it drained my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s..can't wait for the drive out with iza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895019-4825277078168515044?l=slanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/feeds/4825277078168515044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895019&amp;postID=4825277078168515044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4825277078168515044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895019/posts/default/4825277078168515044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanger.blogspot.com/2010/01/drained.html' title='drained'/><author><name>toharu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11498664974394697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
