<?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-1323099284918496291</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:16:38.411+08:00</updated><category term='wee'/><category term='simple yet interesting'/><category term='hopin for better'/><category term='misses =)'/><category term='swallow'/><category term='simply'/><category term='trust'/><category term='care n concern'/><category term='affected.'/><category term='tired'/><category term='very much'/><category term='=s plus =D ??'/><category term='light'/><category term='bliss'/><category term='blank'/><category term='self'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='fuming'/><category term='muddle'/><category term='im back'/><category term='super duper mad'/><category term='morning weep'/><category term='truth'/><category term='missed n hapie'/><category term='headache n messed'/><category term='a test from Him=)'/><category term='ma guardian angel'/><category term='new chapter of life.'/><category term='confuse :S'/><category term='my sae'/><category term='mess'/><category term='randomness lol'/><category term='shits happen sometimes'/><category term='Thx Him for answerin ma prayers'/><category term='......'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='e light=)'/><category term='miss ma GF'/><category term='deeper'/><category term='&quot;bridge&quot;.'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='facinated'/><category term='relieved'/><category term='2 month old.'/><category term='somple n pure'/><category term='1 month old'/><category term='lethargic'/><category term='Linger'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='serene'/><category term='scared'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='on the right path'/><category term='random'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='thots of e dae =)'/><category term='e creator.'/><category term='express e mind out'/><category term='we meet again'/><category term='ease'/><category term='ilysm'/><category term='endlessly'/><category term='happy'/><category term='worried'/><category term='journey'/><category term='YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT&apos;S A REFLECTION OF YOU'/><category term='abrupt paranoia'/><category term='=)'/><category term='e &quot;rose&quot;'/><category term='adored'/><category term='misses'/><category term='rialto'/><category term='messed'/><category term='euphoria excited hyper :D'/><category term='missed'/><category term='anger management'/><category term='till den'/><category term='....'/><category term='sick'/><category term='loneliness is ma companion'/><category term='messed..wateva feeling it is..'/><category term='mixed'/><category term='stagnant mode'/><category term='random thots'/><title type='text'>||* The Heart Beat *||</title><subtitle type='html'>Im a 19 yr old lady. friends is ma oxygen. family is ma lungs. work is ma backbone.ma childhood friend that came back after a few yrs is ma companion. family is ma heart n god has always been in ma life. simplicity in life is much appreciated.If you happened to be in here, i express ma thots that happened from every pinch of ma life. Blessed with the flow of life that was given. Nothing more i cud ask for. Lastly, Eat more Veg n Die Healthily.=D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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' 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still tag tho =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;farewell~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7436906803719477708?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7436906803719477708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7436906803719477708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7436906803719477708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7436906803719477708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-ppl-this-will-be-ma-last-entry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-5246704115363133369</id><published>2009-06-04T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:05:29.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ma guardian angel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes obstacles in life will make u wiser n stronger..&lt;br /&gt;to show you what is life..&lt;br /&gt;n how you manage to hold on to it..&lt;br /&gt;this is juz a pinch..&lt;br /&gt;n i noe..theres more to come..&lt;br /&gt;acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe ive been vomitting things out to you..and at tymes i will tend to make u frustrated over ol the stupid question that was asked repeatedly.. i noe each of us have our own things to deal with n it woudnt be fair for me to have it ol on you.. i hope you understand and when everything is back to the place..we go holidae samer2 jom! lol... ahhh...maner kiter nak pergi..itu yangg kiter tak tau...hee..=P thanks for being there for me switheart... you are like a father, brother n a friend.. n of course  a lover..for someone who nvr failed to advise me...sometimes i do rebel..but i at e end of the dae...i noe where u coming from... dear, ive learn alot wen im wit you.. thx for being there for me...i promise you that there will be no white hair growing from your hair anymore tey...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you sweetheart&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that some wae or somehow, whatever happen it has make me stronger...abit lahz...kan3? .. kasi lahz semangat sikit~ lerr...=P&lt;br /&gt;lot of things were saed...but i think each soul has its strength n weaknesses...n im hapie for whoever you are... n i hope it will be same for you too...&lt;br /&gt;we will go thru this together... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"When I see your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tears roll down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can't replace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And now that I'm strong I have figured out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and I know i'll find deep inside me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i can be the one. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-5246704115363133369?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5246704115363133369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=5246704115363133369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5246704115363133369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5246704115363133369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-obstacles-in-life-will-make-u.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-8126861441090949700</id><published>2009-06-03T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:31:14.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thots'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ma sae.&lt;br /&gt;for every corner of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;nothing personal. &lt;br /&gt;do not take into account coz it doesnt apply to any particular soul that happen to be here.&lt;br /&gt;something general..bout life...bout what u see...what u listen n what u had been thru..&lt;br /&gt;for ol have thier own wae of analysing things around..&lt;br /&gt;so dun ever judge..juz study n learn...&lt;br /&gt;part of this post,some will tend to get muddle and some may understand..&lt;br /&gt;my advise is...Ignorance is Bliss..=)&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Coelho. yeap. a famous writer that really make u wiser.&lt;br /&gt;this is not dramatic, love or horror or any fiction book that make u imagine n make u fly.&lt;br /&gt;coz this kinda book will nvr be in ma bag..&lt;br /&gt;so ya..Paulo Coelho..&lt;br /&gt;a writer that nvr failed to talk  about life..bout the experience he had in life..how he deals with it..&lt;br /&gt;n how he manage to be this far..&lt;br /&gt;to be more acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;to be more wiser.&lt;br /&gt;n etc.&lt;br /&gt;ive stop reading it a few months ago..yea..till e dae i step ma feet into this bookstore..&lt;br /&gt;n i saw a book called "By the River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept" by Paulo Coelho.&lt;br /&gt;haa..k the title sound really dramatic. i thot it was..till i read it halfwae..n i realised..this is the book that will make u wiser n inspires you. n it kinda make you stronger somehow..=)&lt;br /&gt;its about patience.&lt;br /&gt;bout your pride.&lt;br /&gt;bout each path that u took represent who you are.&lt;br /&gt;bout the decision n about "Others"...&lt;br /&gt;decision  were made in diferent waes ;&lt;br /&gt;mind?&lt;br /&gt;heart?&lt;br /&gt;anger?&lt;br /&gt;ego?&lt;br /&gt;for this..depends on individual...n each decision reflect the inner side of you.&lt;br /&gt;ar tymes you just sit n ponder bout the thing that has been saed n has been thrown n did to you.&lt;br /&gt;not to dwell of course.&lt;br /&gt;but to analyse n study.&lt;br /&gt;ppl will sae...ppl will give u advise and ppl will do anything to you that at e end of the dae u think that you are worthless..&lt;br /&gt;sheesh~ =_="&lt;br /&gt;it will juz make you n yourself worse n having to suffer it ol by yourself..&lt;br /&gt;so what does it make u..weaker? ppl will think you are soft and weak...ppl will think that you cant even stand on your own grounds..haa..&lt;br /&gt;once again...i repeat...that is what was saed by "people"&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the dae...u lead your own path... n you dont live to please others..&lt;br /&gt;for i think we do what we want to....we do what our heart wants coz at the end of the dae...you have done your part...you didnt hold on to anything...&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to hold on? what do you gain by doing so?&lt;br /&gt;atleast at the end of the dae you wont be saying this to yourself...&lt;br /&gt;" i should have did that.."&lt;br /&gt;for that...regrettin will not lead you back to your past...but it will somehow make you learn...&lt;br /&gt;mistake is to learn but not to repeat...=)&lt;br /&gt;at tymes ppl will throw n shoot to you...at tymes theres a need to reply..den juz do it so...&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes you think that replying will lead to another argument n knowing that the table will somehow turn it bek to you...so why bother?&lt;br /&gt;leave it...learn to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;n having to have this ignorance attitude..is a total bliss...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes "It" is so strong that make you juz wana compromise...but still it depnds on individual...&lt;br /&gt;People will sae who you should be like...&lt;br /&gt;but you decide you pathwae...=)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes...some people tend to forget n forgive n really forget...n juz appreciate what it is now..&lt;br /&gt;for they learn that grudges will lead to hell..&lt;br /&gt;but somehow...ppl think they are pushover..&lt;br /&gt;they can easily be used...&lt;br /&gt;n theres no challenge in this kinda people..&lt;br /&gt;haa..&lt;br /&gt;well...this people never regret what was given to them by Him...&lt;br /&gt;n this people is grateful...tho sometimes people tend to step on them...they believe in retribution and karma...=)&lt;br /&gt;well...i dunnoe...like ive saed...this is ma sae...an opinion that came from one sided...maybe true to some n may be bullshit to others...&lt;br /&gt;for that do i look look bothered..? im sorry...coz i dun...&lt;br /&gt;yea.... sometimes... we may think...&lt;br /&gt;should decision be made by the mind or heart?&lt;br /&gt;well...it depends...&lt;br /&gt;to each thier own.&lt;br /&gt;but it will not only depend on one...&lt;br /&gt;but both...it how u balance it...&lt;br /&gt;n one thing....something that i learn...&lt;br /&gt;dun ask others for the path that u wana take...&lt;br /&gt;learn the road, analyse e road...n experience the journey yourself...&lt;br /&gt;think if it worth the effort ...&lt;br /&gt;if this is the pathwae that u think you could handle...&lt;br /&gt;den ponder, decide n do it...for that is what u have learn n decided...&lt;br /&gt;Dun you ever decide by others decision coz it shows that you dun even noe where you are going..&lt;br /&gt;at e end of the dae...you gona walk down the road ol by yourself...&lt;br /&gt;so does this adviser of yours were there if you were to trip n fall..?&lt;br /&gt;the pain will be juz in you...&lt;br /&gt;so whats the point...n once again you will end up regrettin...&lt;br /&gt;nvr feel stupid for every step taken...&lt;br /&gt;ppl may think ol kind of thing of you....but be glad that you have done your part...&lt;br /&gt;n whatever u did...have its own reason...&lt;br /&gt;n u noe the exact reason why u did it...&lt;br /&gt;as for others...they can have ol the thots of u...but it doesnt change for whoever you are...&lt;br /&gt;u live your wae thru...&lt;br /&gt;falling...is juz another beginning..to make u stronger n learn...&lt;br /&gt;i will never ever be the end...&lt;br /&gt;every fall is to wake you up...&lt;br /&gt;believe in whatever is writen in your life...=)&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;a random post.&lt;br /&gt;very longgg...i noeee..&lt;br /&gt;my blog...so ma sae ah..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!=P&lt;br /&gt;tc ppl..&lt;br /&gt;till den we mit again...&lt;br /&gt;n plz...this is nothing personal nor does it apply to any particular soul..&lt;br /&gt;a general post of life..&lt;br /&gt;so do not analyse...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7979310901389426303</id><published>2009-06-02T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:00:42.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;for "Our" heart still beat as one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive learnt n realise where e mistake was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n writing a new paragraph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n leaving e past behind.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7979310901389426303?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7979310901389426303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7979310901389426303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7979310901389426303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7979310901389426303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-having-this-small-argument-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-1370882232324535358</id><published>2009-06-01T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:08:43.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swallow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck in this room of mine...&lt;br /&gt;pondering over what have been done n saed....&lt;br /&gt;status changes, n to make it better..."single" ... changed in a split second... well done... speechless..&lt;br /&gt;this is wat life is...different people have thier own wae of handling n coping things in life...&lt;br /&gt;so dun judge or complaint...we cud juz see n analyse...&lt;br /&gt;someone saed.. " he will do juz fine...but can u cope with it or not?"&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...well...its e matter of the heart... whether i cud handle this or not...let it juz be in me...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it kept me pondering...&lt;br /&gt;after e incident...u msg n sae... "dun sae enuf is enuf..i will olwaes be by ur side.."&lt;br /&gt;i smiled while reading those msges...&lt;br /&gt;for that moment i thot u understand...but i trap by those words...i was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;every single thing that happened...it has been in him...everything was kept...n one point...u juz throw it out.....n it juz make me go silence...simply lost of words...&lt;br /&gt;nvm...different ppl have thier own wae of accepting things...&lt;br /&gt;u scolded me for not telling everything about ma problems n ma family...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes...not everything can be shared...&lt;br /&gt;but i tried to change n tried to vomit out little by little bout e things in ma mind...&lt;br /&gt;i start to tell things bout ma life...&lt;br /&gt;coz i thot im ready to let everything out...&lt;br /&gt;bout ma family...&lt;br /&gt;ma work..&lt;br /&gt;but now u saed... " maybe i cud not handle e pressure anymore "&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame you........ maybe if i were to be in your shoes...it will be the same...&lt;br /&gt;juz that dun  saae that u cud when u cant...&lt;br /&gt;dun force me to tell everything but at e end of the dae....this is wat i get in return...&lt;br /&gt;dun get things wrong...i noe everything has already ended n nothing cud have change that...&lt;br /&gt;coz for that i dun hope...&lt;br /&gt;well...no point to even dwell...&lt;br /&gt;decision has been made....everything has already been saed...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wish to sae whoever fault it is...&lt;br /&gt;but i will juz sae...whatever happen, has its own reason...&lt;br /&gt;n i believe...this is a test for me...for i thot i have alreeady settle down to one thing...&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;He is still testing me...n will accept it with an open hand n heart..=)&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, dun sae u cud handle ol this, wen u really cant...&lt;br /&gt;dun sae u will be by me wen deep down u noe u gona let it go one dae...&lt;br /&gt;dun sae about what gona happen in a few years tyme wen u cant adapt to it now...&lt;br /&gt;u told me u cud not adapt to Them....by thinking of solving it...u decided to run awae from this....&lt;br /&gt;is it fair for me?&lt;br /&gt;do i deserve this? for something that i didnt sae n i dun even wish it gona happened?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;once again...no point dwelling...&lt;br /&gt;i will make do with it...&lt;br /&gt;tyme for me to go off to work now...&lt;br /&gt;its 5am...&lt;br /&gt;wen u feel so tired...but u cant sleep...&lt;br /&gt;wen u love someone...but it goes to waste...&lt;br /&gt;cud it worst...?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..=)&lt;br /&gt;life have to move on...&lt;br /&gt;i'll do just fine...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1370882232324535358?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1370882232324535358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1370882232324535358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1370882232324535358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1370882232324535358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuck-in-this-room-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-1176287750655292884</id><published>2009-06-01T01:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:25:07.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='......'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SiLYGSUdisI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xlJYuvyMYiE/s1600-h/we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342069710523304642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SiLYGSUdisI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xlJYuvyMYiE/s400/we.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ive ponder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive decided..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n ive have saed it out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...thx for ol the moment spent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u have taught me alot...n nvr do i ever regret what we had..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will do juz fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1176287750655292884?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1176287750655292884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1176287750655292884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1176287750655292884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1176287750655292884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-that-i-have-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SiLYGSUdisI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xlJYuvyMYiE/s72-c/we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-3122167754473749850</id><published>2009-05-20T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:12:01.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im back'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been neglecting this blog for quite a longgggg tyme. =)&lt;br /&gt;honestly, work has been taking most of ma tyme.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel home whenever i step in e office.&lt;br /&gt;tho it is quite a distance away.. i dun think its a burden thingi..&lt;br /&gt;coz everyone here is like a family members..&lt;br /&gt;we work together.=) nicely done..&lt;br /&gt;and next month, is ma 1 year working here.&lt;br /&gt;that was real fast..&lt;br /&gt;n lots of things i need to learn and need to be done..=)&lt;br /&gt;but no doubt at tymes i do get pissed n tired wit ma colleague..&lt;br /&gt;well thats work.. u juz need to swallow..&lt;br /&gt;n show them like .. "do i look bothered?" =P&lt;br /&gt;like what happened a few hours ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA COLLEAGUE :&lt;br /&gt;"we have to check for the SRC shipment..are u ready?"&lt;br /&gt;ME:&lt;br /&gt;" Yea, give me 5 minutes n im done wit ma things.."&lt;br /&gt;MA COLLEAGUE:&lt;br /&gt;"U sure 5min is enuf..?"&lt;br /&gt;ME:&lt;br /&gt;"Yea..5-10mins n im done.."&lt;br /&gt;MA COLLEAGUE:&lt;br /&gt;"Nvm...you can have e whole dae..~" n off she goes..&lt;br /&gt;ME:&lt;br /&gt;=_=" WTH!!!??? nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;so ya..n juz drop ma pen, take e document n went to e warehouse..&lt;br /&gt;n act like i couldnt be bothered..n do ma work n check on the SRC shipment..&lt;br /&gt;n wen im done, i angkat kaki n jalan..as if i care..atleast i do ma job..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its hard to please people...ignorance is bliss..=))&lt;br /&gt;so yaa..n ma colleague came to me n start a conversation..n things are back as per normal..&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 mcm malaz..u simply tired to think of wat ppl think..&lt;br /&gt;you wana talk to me, i talk to u..&lt;br /&gt;u wana show attitude to me, den show wateva u want...=_="&lt;br /&gt;tak kuaser..lagi layan, e more irritatin they will be..&lt;br /&gt;e best is to ignore n smile. =)&lt;br /&gt;work end around 630pm everydae.&lt;br /&gt;dun even have tyme to meet wit karma girls.&lt;br /&gt;dun even have tyme to spend tyme wit john. both are buzy wit werk.well,we make do wit it. n both understand. hes an understanding soul i muz sae. =) truly blessed. having to fetch me n sendin me home ol the wae to JB. tho at tymes i cud juz see how tired he was. but he still put a smile n treat me nice. hmmm.. n im being e lady who olwaes complain..n i do feel real bad at tymes..sometimes he do nag like a mum..hee..n i love wen he do that..i will juz listen n look at him...hee..such a loving soul..=))&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya..&lt;br /&gt;can i juz sae this year is a year of "commitment" . random.&lt;br /&gt;wit work..with life..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..yaa..something that wasnt there i muz sae..&lt;br /&gt;haa..k random..&lt;br /&gt;im off from work..&lt;br /&gt;take care ppl..&lt;br /&gt;n ya..&lt;br /&gt;will be updating in a few months tyme?..hee&lt;br /&gt;short tyme lahz..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes theres more things to do then juz blogging..hehe..ouh tak ehk..&lt;br /&gt;k im off...&lt;br /&gt;tc love! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-3122167754473749850?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3122167754473749850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=3122167754473749850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3122167754473749850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3122167754473749850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-neglecting-this-blog-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-4733594472466858461</id><published>2009-05-04T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:36:39.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='....'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lots of thing has been botherin.&lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;br /&gt;its like you are lock in a room,gaspin for air.&lt;br /&gt;difficulty to even breath.&lt;br /&gt;havin few pathwae right infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;but you dun even noe which wae to even begin with.&lt;br /&gt;left or right?&lt;br /&gt;front or back?&lt;br /&gt;but u juz suplicate for e right path.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes lots of things in mind.&lt;br /&gt;but nothing cud be saed or explain.&lt;br /&gt;at times decision were made.&lt;br /&gt;but u dun even noe whether its e right choice of yours.&lt;br /&gt;nvr been this state before.&lt;br /&gt;A Test.&lt;br /&gt;juz giv me Strength.&lt;br /&gt;n i'll do juz fine.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to swimming with dearest sis yesterdae. but it seems like i was all alone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sis didnt swim much. so ya. i was swimming most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;from one end to another end.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i did 3-4 lap non stop. n i feel relieve.&lt;br /&gt;everything in mind juz dissolve in e water i guess.. nice~ =P ouh tk ehk.&lt;br /&gt;but i juz noe two style, which is e frog style n floating.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice. something to relax ur mind.&lt;br /&gt;i have to jump in e pool often now i guess.=P&lt;br /&gt;p.s: imysm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;dear, i did book one of this restraunt for e dinner thingi..juz a small one..but wen i reached your houz that dae, i heard your dad told me that ol of u will be going to JB to have dinner together with your brother..it wouldnt be nice if u cant go.. that is wat i meant wen i sae theres olwaes other dae for e dinner..once again im sowie for what had happen..we will have another outing.yaa..it wouldnt be e same..but atleast it make ur dae..i noe u r hurt over what happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n i think i deserve wateva punishment or treatment..=) very &lt;/em&gt;much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;cant wait to meet u later lahz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&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/1323099284918496291-4733594472466858461?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4733594472466858461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4733594472466858461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4733594472466858461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4733594472466858461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/05/lots-of-thing-has-been-botherin.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-6456235418924400792</id><published>2009-05-02T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:58:02.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='very much'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hapie 24th bdae sweetheart!=)&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i hope he love e gift tat was given... i was crackin ma head wat to buy for him..hee.. n i noe he nid it..n i bought it for him..=D it is juz a small gift from me..to be compared to all e love n concern tat was given to me..he have been a nice soul to me throughout this 5 months.. n really appreciate his company..we may hurt each other along the wae, we may saed things that we didnt mean to..but we still hold on n be strong..=)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7am...clean e houz..as ever..tats e rule.."u wana go out..make sure e houz is clean" lol. so yaa.. was rushin..cleanin2..fast game..hee...bath..ironin cloth...n went to cik zali houz to meet nyanyi...there u go...45mins of lecture...lol..but oklahz...for ma own good i guess...but i was lookin at e watch every second..hee..=P&lt;br /&gt;n i hope he had fun on his bdae...it may not be e nicest bdae to be compared to wat he had...i hope he appreciate it.. n e dinner with his family was nice..=)  i really had fun..i was a lil hot juz now..n i wasnt in a mood to take pic...ma apology...i noe it hurt him..but i hope he understand..&lt;br /&gt;(n dinner? theres olwaes other dae..=P)&lt;br /&gt;oklahz.. tats bout it..&lt;br /&gt;gdnytez ppl!&lt;br /&gt;*feelin tired but cant shut those eyes..=_=" "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-6456235418924400792?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-3718810523774968583</id><published>2009-04-27T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:22:08.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, theres more to it...&lt;br /&gt;n not just dollars n cents.&lt;br /&gt;people are juz blinded by it..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;breath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Cant wait for August. hopefully everything goes well. prayin hard.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-3718810523774968583?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3718810523774968583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=3718810523774968583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3718810523774968583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3718810523774968583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-theres-more-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7281543567383977086</id><published>2009-04-22T10:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:40:19.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having an irritatin sore throat.=(&lt;br /&gt;very dry.&lt;br /&gt;fever.&lt;br /&gt;warm water has been ma accompany every sec.&lt;br /&gt;n nature call every min.&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness =S&lt;br /&gt;but is managing well oso lahz. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n Dearest, i noe you tired with both job of yours now. cud juz see from your eyes yesterdae.=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;take good care of urself syg.. n dun forget to have ur IMU6.."4 times better than anlene!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hee..not necessary ehk..=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will olwaes be by u dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till then we meet again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tastin bliss tremendously much..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Faith is to believe what you do not see;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; the reward of this faith is to see what you BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hapie working ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;=D&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/1323099284918496291-7281543567383977086?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7281543567383977086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7281543567383977086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just Because Everything Is Different,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doesnt Mean Anything Has Change.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD MORNING! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7547740082429949977?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7547740082429949977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2267792069411519584</id><published>2009-04-14T11:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:43:53.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"The way to develop self-confidence is to do the thing you fear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it will just kill a person soul if they have e mindset that they are not worth for that particular person life. and having the mindset that e other soul deserve someone better. n if that were occur on each individual mind, they will not move.life will be a total stagnant mode.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;coz of this, argument will involve and irritation of emotion will occur. and this will lead to tiredness n boredom. and it will juz make things further apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;So where do they go wrong?n how to even overcome this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get your priority in life Right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplify your flow of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;assumption can never be fact. so stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sometimes, people tend to assume n believe that all the assumption that they have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thru their mind is right. at e end of the dae, they are just suffering their own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;getting awae from insecurities is to go beyond your control. to do something that you fear n knowing at e end of the dae, it makes you stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;having to build this "bridge" of yours, it will take times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone may get tired n walk off from your insecurities one particular dae.. for that, nvr weep=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;coz they make u learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And a few will be right beside you, managing your fear and guiding you thru the light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thanks to thier &lt;em&gt;believe n love.&lt;/em&gt; =) n this kind of people, will be right wit u for a lifetime..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;at e end of the dae, it is how u see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;whether e cup is half fulled with water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;or is it half empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;u decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and what is elusive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; and deceptive resolves itself into &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crystal clearness&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;sometimes, silense doesnt mean you juz dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;care or love e one beside you. sometimes, being by him, n not saying anything, u just feel complete. n not far apart.u just feel e warmth. n not cold n u juz feel love.n not hatred. =) n u juz feel serene...=)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;There are times when silence has the loudest voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;that wat i felt on that period of tyme.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is a story of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma sae.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2267792069411519584?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2267792069411519584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2267792069411519584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2267792069411519584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2267792069411519584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/04/way-to-develop-self-confidence-is-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-8645880027943656249</id><published>2009-04-13T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:04:23.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i first received e msg, i truly understand there will be alot of commitment going on ur side.. n e next thing that came into ma mind, i juz told maself..this is a Test from Him. He never failed to Test his servants n i except it with an open hand.=) To test our patience, trust,filial n honesty. i never regret what was given or taken from me. Coz deep down i noe, what happen now, will benefit us in e future. =) but besides ol this, im still human. another weak n soft soul from e creator. nvr failed to make mistake. whenever things go wrong, i'll juz suplicate. for a smooth n safer road ahead. n of course for his success n doing the things that he has been yearning for ol this while. =) n i truly hv faith in him. =) n will alwaes do...=)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i went to Kota Tinggi last saturdae. it was splendid! n i really love it..it took only half an hour to reached there... such a serene place to have fun with for family members n to have a peace of mind..looking forward for e next tyme...=)) n having aqasha in our family, it juz make things much happier..=) nuff saed.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;missing u tremendously much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8645880027943656249?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8645880027943656249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8645880027943656249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8645880027943656249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8645880027943656249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-first-received-e-msg-i-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7165341699957197162</id><published>2009-04-09T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:55:41.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e light=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope whatever that you plan and hope for in your future n life really goes well dear. i noe you are working real hard and i juz cud see in those eyes. you will make it sayang..insyaallah.. kalau niat baik, everything will go to the right path. n hold on to those Will that u want. hold your parents hand n bring them to the place that they have alwaes wanted dear =) n having that in mind, u will succeed and everything will go smoothly. i almost weep of joy to hear it from u. n im so lucky to have such a soul in ma life.=) i believe ol this that happen, ader hikmah.. He is showing you the wae.. have faith. we work hard now, n we'll benefit it in e future. And i will alwaes be by you, for good n bad. =) i will pray for your success dear...&lt;br /&gt;And dont you worry bout your erutz tey! shes an independant soul.haa.. nah.. i understand if we cant meet up or talk like we used to. i truly understand your position sayang.. this working life of yours will take most of your tyme..but not your love ones.=)) juz update me on your whereabout n im happy enough.. i love u tremendously. n nothing will change that, infact, i it goes stronger upon hearing it =))&lt;br /&gt;syng, seeing you yesterdae really make me go real strong on us. i dunnoe dear, can see you are really serious on this n u really wana make a different.. we will go thru this together tey..you are not alone sweetheart.=)) God will hear ol our prayers if we are sincere in wat we are doing..&lt;br /&gt;n i believe in u. your determination in this. you will make it thru....=))&lt;br /&gt;n seeing you, u make me wana work real hard...i will olwaes hold your hand n will never let you fall.=))&lt;br /&gt;i believe in Him for watever that happen now. n i nvr doubt on your decision.&lt;br /&gt;coz i noe, deep down u noe what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;faith.&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7165341699957197162?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7165341699957197162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7165341699957197162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7165341699957197162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7165341699957197162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/04/dearest-i-hope-whatever-that-you-plan.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-1435561716711663774</id><published>2009-04-08T07:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:08:47.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bliss'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good morning! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit dearest NURANUARA BINTE ANUAR..lol.. wen was e last tyme we get to mit up n chill together u tell me darls? lol. got a msg from her first thing in e morning. hopingthat she get to mit up n tell me something that she have yet to tell e others! hee.. that was so random.. haa..i was surprised wen i get to know bout it gal. haha..fated lahz gal..=P trust me, its worth e ride.=D thot of bringing love along, but wen i msg him at 3pm..he's already at Kallang..wit his secondary school friend. boys dae out as per mention.hehe.so nanak disturb, i confirm with noyah that i will be meeting her later. so ya. met her at borders. ended her work at 830pm. was waiting for her at borders while reading some poetry books(as usual). lol. has been awhile=)) used to drop by borders n spend few hours reading those books. serene=) noyah bout this VCD teilight. aiyoh. she have ol e collection for this twilight thingi. haha. name it n she has it ol. crazziness. but ive yet to watch e movie yet. mcm kekecohan gtu,later lahz.haha.=P so ya..went to far east to have our dinner at cahaya. confident jer. but it was closed. we end up having our dinner at Sakura. sorry darls, not that i dunwan u to treat me, next tyme tey.hehe. =P den we headed to Tower B. talk bout ol e things that has been happening in our life n ppl around. hehe.. it was nice lahz dear.. i miss u too.. =(( how i wish i cud juz overnight at your houz ryte? haha. u noe i cant. so yaa. noyah has a private instructor that charge her only 26 dollars per hour. isnt it awesome? but of course, his no. has already been save in ma fone. for reference=P love wanted to send me home. i feel kinda bad actually. its not that dunwan him to send me home, but it was kinda late. i will be perfectly fine going back home by maself. n i thot i am going back on ma own yesterdae.n im so fine wit it.=)) aniwae,dulu pon i used to go home late at this hour. but dunwana make a big fuss out of it n juz agree.=) wateva it is, thanks love, so much2.. i love you too.. i noe u r tired dear..n im not mad that u didnt msg me wen u reached home...sleepy is u i understand..sowie for ol e trouble switheart~=( btw,haircut..is hottin2..=) rest well tey... take carez...n be good~=)) very much!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : took a few pic wit dearest noyah, but too lazy to upload. maybe later.hee..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1435561716711663774?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1435561716711663774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1435561716711663774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1435561716711663774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1435561716711663774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-morning-met-up-wit-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-3966263332853787404</id><published>2009-04-07T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:24:01.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SdrishLFPnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/N3rqeK7dBVo/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815164138634866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SdrishLFPnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/N3rqeK7dBVo/s400/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;apologize for e delay entry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was kinda buzy with work n reachin home pretty late at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k ill just make a fast update on ma side.=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;workload is fine. but i juz hate mondae~lol=)) n i love fridaez!=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n dearest bought me a present that i nvr had from anione before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;F480. thanks dear. sampai fening i am..lol. i gona take real care of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really have no idea how u noe i love e fone. if im not wrong, nothing was saed.hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;luv u too la! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to accompany his father to ubi to look out for a few car n went off towatched 21 rounds at marina. super packed. but its not wasted tho.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n ive learnt to do some simple dishes. not that hard tho n i love it=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n every weekend i will be one makcik2..wake up,clean houz, go market n Cook.=)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n having filled your love ones stomach juz make u feel full n complete.nuff saed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of e daes, dearest decided to follow us to jusco. n we played arcade. crazziness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i really had fun.tears of joy.=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;havin ma test on 16th of may. hopefully i gona go thru this n end everything by this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;insyallah.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;learn to listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence n analysis wat was saed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if its good.smile n repent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it its bad. apologize. n make sure u are sincere on it n u r really sorry. coz no point of apologizing but u end doing e same mistake over again. n at e end of e dae, your apology means nothing to them. ive learnt.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;voice out for your own rights.but at tymes, ignorance is bliss.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never expect anything in return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give more expect less.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smile=))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you cant please everyone around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;too much of pleasing others, u will end up losing your own pathway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so do wat u want n wat u can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;change for good n for yourself n not for others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;appreciate what was given.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love someone with ol ur &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe in karma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;god has given u something better in return,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;treasure it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n wen u lose it, no point crawling back for e loss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;any point of time u feel at loss,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;go back to Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n u will find strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wiser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SdrishLFPnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/N3rqeK7dBVo/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2390383653182413103</id><published>2009-03-30T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:12:10.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endlessly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about who's right or who's wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about who's weaker or who's strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about who's innocent or who's fault&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It aint really bout that kinda thing at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about who does it or done it or did it to who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't matter if the both of us lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really not bout nothing excpet for me and you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's about drama and love and 'lationships&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when the going gets tough you deal with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you dont ever you never walk away from it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you hold on you be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's about drama and trust and making it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if your somebody messed up you dig it in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont let nobody come between you you just stay with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you hold on and be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and hold on, yes you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about the stupid things that we say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were always saying stupid things anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about the secrecy of the lines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybodys gots a secret to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about who was it who was she who's creeping on who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't matter if the both of us lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really not bout nothing, cept for me and you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint bout your pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint bout yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's bout the two of you and noone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint bout the her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint bout the lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint bout the crazy things thats running through your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's bout the love thats supposed to last and never dies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very much....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2390383653182413103?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2390383653182413103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2390383653182413103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2390383653182413103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2390383653182413103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-about-whos-right-or-whos-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-8055188175051932704</id><published>2009-03-18T16:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:14:05.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new chapter of life.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;no doubt that i will be buzy with work for this few daes. mas will be on leave for 3 daes. so here i am. every single thing that i do, i will have to liase with ma GM. fuh.. hopefully everything go smoothly. insyaallah=). anywae it is a test for me. to test what i have learnt for the past few months. n to know ma strength n weaknesses. n diz is the only wae to upgrade myself. cehh..MP!.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;shipment will be this thursdae n fridae. will have to get ready ol the custom permit, n invoices. will have to liase with the freight forwarders,Alfro, for the big shipment. n i have been chasing payment from Keppel Seighers for a total amount of S$479,360. they kinda irritate me somehow. kol them on 3rd march n they confirm that they have received the invoices. n when i kol her yesterdae, they claim that they have not received any invoices from us=_=" tsk! lesson learn: liase everything by email. so at e end of the dae, you dun have to sae anything coz its proven black n white. so ya. but Jennies, e finance department was pretty nice to me. she will help me to expedite e payment by this month. we juz have to send the invoice direct to the site for approval, n pass to her directly. n it will be paid by Giro by March. hopefully i will receive e Bank statement soon tey Jennies.=) oh ya, been having pretty heavy breakfast for e past few daes. n it do goooooddd. brain working much faster n im much awake. thanks to ma lovely mum. she been making me breakfast before i go off to work. as early as 5am=) so sweet of her. loveeeee u much2 mum. i will be a good soul of yours tey. i promise.=)) tapi nanak shout2 lahz tey. atot=P ouh tk ehk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A new chapter.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was blur.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of question.&lt;br /&gt;n on this period of tyme, i juz need to make it clear.&lt;br /&gt;to kill those insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;to stand on ma own grounds n stop ppl from making me feel real low.&lt;br /&gt;n now wen i go deep on &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;..on ma own..yea i did..&lt;br /&gt;for ma own good i must sae..&lt;br /&gt;i went deep down n research it on ma own..&lt;br /&gt;its much more clearer.=)&lt;br /&gt;no more doubts.&lt;br /&gt;one word, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ive kill ol those insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im addicted to faith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt that i kinda lost ma wae for e past few daes.&lt;br /&gt;those criticism juz upset me.but silence seems to be e best option.&lt;br /&gt;no! its not about cowardness,or being a pushover or watever u kol it.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes, u saed e best wen u saed nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes you juz have to sae it bek wen it tend to go over e limit.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont get mad over this issue,at first i was,&lt;br /&gt;but to think back, hey thx to them.&lt;br /&gt;coz they juz make me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;for you im standing here n i still believe.&lt;br /&gt;n for you i truly love.&lt;br /&gt;n for e past i burried it deep down.&lt;br /&gt;n im digging a new hole for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby, ive learnt alot wen im with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so much that every tears shed was blessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/1323099284918496291-8055188175051932704?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8055188175051932704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8055188175051932704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8055188175051932704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8055188175051932704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-blur.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-3531036889051120887</id><published>2009-03-16T07:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T07:57:17.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we meet again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='till den'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;being with you is truly a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;*Bliss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok! i feel like eatin &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;zam zam&lt;/span&gt; later!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;random.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did i hear something..hmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really?..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouh thx u luv!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouh salahz ehk..=P&lt;/em&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/1323099284918496291-3531036889051120887?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-4563569836500830477</id><published>2009-03-10T13:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:13:32.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endlessly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbX6WXDNIwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xQoAeEpAo_w/s1600-h/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311426597604893442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbX6WXDNIwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xQoAeEpAo_w/s320/time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love and Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an island where all the feelings lived: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Except for &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love was the only one who stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Richness, can you take me with you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richness answered, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Vanity, please help me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vanity answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadness was close by so Love asked, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Sadness, let me go with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, there was a voice, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"Come, Love, I will take you."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an elder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Who Helped me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;," Knowledge answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Time?"&lt;/span&gt; asked Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"But why did Time help me?"&lt;/span&gt;Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hand in hand, under the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand, your presence worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;The warmth that you give me makes me feel so secure,&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you in pain; I will be with you in cure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4563569836500830477?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4563569836500830477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4563569836500830477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4563569836500830477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4563569836500830477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-and-time-once-upon-time-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbX6WXDNIwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xQoAeEpAo_w/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-1039917711434057549</id><published>2009-03-10T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:09:06.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT&apos;S A REFLECTION OF YOU'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E Mountain Story&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;A son and his father were walking on the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, he yells:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; "Who are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He receives the answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; "Who are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he screams to the mountain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"I admire you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; "I admire you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angered at the response, he screams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "Coward!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He receives the answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "Coward!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks to his father and asks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; "What's going on?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father smiles and says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; "My son, pay attention."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again the man screams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "You are a champion!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You are a champion!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy is surprised, but does not understand.&lt;br /&gt;Then the father explains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;People call this ECHO, but really this is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It gives you back everything you say or do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life will give you back everything you have given to it.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1039917711434057549?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1039917711434057549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1039917711434057549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1039917711434057549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1039917711434057549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-mountain-story-son-and-his-father.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-2945885662657296611</id><published>2009-03-10T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:00:00.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e &quot;rose&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbXznx_wJwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/v5zXrD-UFEw/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311419200314550018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbXznx_wJwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/v5zXrD-UFEw/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random story to share&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Rose Within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom... it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;************************************************&lt;br /&gt;So it is with many people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Within every soul there is a rose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The God-like qualities planted in us at birth, grow amid the thorns of our faults. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the &lt;em&gt;defects.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize our potential.&lt;br /&gt;Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns of another, and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;find the rose within them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is one of the characteristic of love... to look at a person, know their true faults and accepting that person into your life... all the while recognizing the nobility in their soul. Help others to realize they can overcome their faults. If we show them the "rose" within themselves, they will conquer their thorns. Only then will they blossom many times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till den, we meet again &lt;3&lt;/strong&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/1323099284918496291-2945885662657296611?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2945885662657296611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2945885662657296611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2945885662657296611'/><link rel='self' 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term='ilysm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reached his station as early as i cud be.&lt;br /&gt;juz misses him lah=P&lt;br /&gt;waited patiently n no kol from him.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;too much of awaiting n i juz need to kol.hee =P&lt;br /&gt;make a dump surprise n luv was mad. i deserve it.lol.&lt;br /&gt;"clever me.=_=" he's tired at werk n i make this unnessary prank.&lt;br /&gt;tsk2.. sowie switheart.=)&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, u still see me ryte infront of your station.&lt;br /&gt;hope it make u feel better dear.=)&lt;br /&gt;ouh geram ehk?...ouh ah ah.. ;) very much!=D&lt;br /&gt;decided to eat at KFC coz he has been mentioning bout it for the past few daes.&lt;br /&gt;i ate twister n he ate zinger burger + twister..isk2..hee.. =P&lt;br /&gt;n he send me home..pnat2 pon kener send..pity him..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;juz a short meet up but i feel so home by his side. i really do.=)&lt;br /&gt;seeing him smile juz make ma dae~&lt;br /&gt;will taste this bliss till ma last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im addicted to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sang ol those random song in the car..&lt;br /&gt;as usual he noes ol the lyrics, n im trying ma best to blend in.LOL. shut up.=_="&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 10 plus..&lt;br /&gt;qasha juz miss him so much lahz..=)&lt;br /&gt;he was playing with him..qasha was laughing n having so much fun..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..i love u dear..for whoever you are.. =)&lt;br /&gt;ok..been having this temper for e past few daes..&lt;br /&gt;really bad. its so not me. maybe bcoz of those 'period' moment.hate it=_="&lt;br /&gt;niwae im back to ma normal self. =)&lt;br /&gt;till then we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;*bliss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2917249368820240717?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-805056398122679509</id><published>2009-03-09T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:48:04.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I NID TO GET SERIOUS WIT MA JOB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N DUMP OL THOSE UNNESSARY THINGS IN MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;N  DO  WAT   I  WANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRIVE FOR WATEVA TAT U WANT IN LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N BE FIRM IN UR DECISION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THINKING WAT OTHER THINK OF U.&lt;br /&gt;ITS JUST A WASTE OF TYME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE &lt;em&gt;FAITH&lt;/em&gt; N &lt;em&gt;BELIEVE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TILL DEN WE MEET AGAIN..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-805056398122679509?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/805056398122679509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=805056398122679509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/805056398122679509'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbCzXkapfrI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zfEZHYVv1ug/s1600-h/we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941178163625650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SbCzXkapfrI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zfEZHYVv1ug/s320/we.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 3 month old luv.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, lots of thing we've been thru out the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up n down. those moment i really treasured. it maybe painful at tymes, but ma love for u deepen as daes goes by. you break those walls that have been a barrier in ma life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those wall that i was so afraid to even touch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz i was so scared i wud hurt maself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you step out n break it! n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me those light ahead. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thx Him for bringing you in ma life. really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;theres too much to even list it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it juz be in ma thots n soul =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive nvr tasted this "journey".. thx u sweetheart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ma journey of bliss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2650047490727906002?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;at tymes, life is like film, u need &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;NEGATIVES&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEVELOPE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;its how u see it. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sax0yLcZ3cI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v6GZFU9lFU0/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308746466177179074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sax0yLcZ3cI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v6GZFU9lFU0/s320/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;trust? such a big word to start it with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, letting go n watch them from far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for wateva reason it is, i will still hold on to those pole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat makes u think that those bridge that u r standin on will support u thru out ur journey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat makes u think that it wont collapse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not about u r not trusting those bridge to support you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in e very first place, u wudnt be standin on it if i dun trust ryte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dun assume. for i noe watever that was saed, theres a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat if i trip n fall, i still have those pole to support me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n i wont be fallin, trippin, hurtin maelf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n at e end of the dae i will lost ma wae home, weeping for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n e only company will be ma own shadow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, maybe bcoz u used to trip n fall from those bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this tyme round, its more to precaution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;atleast ur still havin those trust to even stand on those bridge again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it takes time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n time will decide..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss u switheart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;nuff saed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8308049070799591420?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8308049070799591420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8308049070799591420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8308049070799591420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8308049070799591420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/trust-such-big-word-to-start-it-with.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sax0yLcZ3cI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v6GZFU9lFU0/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-8185117509975761630</id><published>2009-03-02T14:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:00:54.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had an owesome meeting up session with ma squl mate. met aini,meg n sue at yishun n met e rest at plaza singapura. supposed to watch movie but i and aini decided not to. y? because e whole intention of this meet up is to talk n noein how life has been after our ITE life. n if we were to watch movie, i dun think we even have tyme for this. so ya.=) we had our lunch at macdonald. i had capuccino n aini had hot chocolate.n one of this malay soul juz so irritatin.pfft.=S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n rest had their own meal.=) we were being such a kecohrable girl. lol. laughter every minute. nice...it has been a year actually we have yet to meet up. n its good that everyone is still e same. n we still as crazy as before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sue was met in an accident.. those bruises on ur leg,hand,body n face really freak me out gal..tulahz,nak sgt amek lesen motor kan..=Plol. yea, we shud meet up n chill at yishun often.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aini was e sweetest n gorgeous soul as ever. =) we really had a deep conversation at TCC.yea, u made e right choice luv, n he who tried to change u n make u feel useless, he shud be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; hang to death! if appreciation is not given, den leave. u will get much better soul out dere. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will olwaes have e tyme if u feel like letting things out tey. misses!=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N meg is doing great. still as crazy as ever. n ol those crazy things we have been doin in squl. lol. only god noes.hee.. n i miss those time tho. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after we had our lunch, we we went out n chill outside PS coz sue wanted to smoke. took a few pix n we sat at TCC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time past real fast n we dun even realised  that its olmost 5pm.. me, sue n meg have to go off to meet bf. sue was pissed off coz its rainin.lol.i had to go to the loo with aini n bf called. met him outside e ladies n we we went separate waes. hmm..we must chill out again tey gals! misses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met bf n we ate at LJS.. our "brown" dae..lol..=P bf was upset coz its rainin.lol. n he didnt wear spectacle. he was with contact lenses. it was e first tyme for me.hee. well, hotstuff..nak ckp aper kan..lol.. ouh tk ehk? lol.. we really had fun walking, running from one places to another due to the heavy rain. we decided to buy an umbrella. we need to actually.=)) really had a great tyme with him by my side. we bump into nani n nazz n her colleague at lucky plaza. too bad qasha was asleep..=(( was missing him badly.. went to borders n those horoscope was givin me a tight slap. lol. so i decided to close those magazine n walk off. hee..=P at e end of e dae, bf was mad over a few issue.=(( so sad.. but i tried to calm him down but at e end of e dae, i was e one getting scolded. bagus ziela. lol. so i decided to keep quiet n listen to his nagging. =) met mimi at cwp singtel. n mimi was waiting for us at e wrong shop. LOL. salah timing lahz mimi niek. n make bf more fuming in anger. niwae mimi is not used to upgrading this line thingi..takleh salahkan dier kan.. dear was really angry at that period of tyme. tatott~=( after awhile things were back as ever. love him too much lahz.=) wont be meeting him todae coz hes working at 7pm. hope to see u tomolo luv. till den we meet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tasting bliss&lt;3&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat4d3_XdzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/20Idtte21_Y/s1600-h/w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308469040427530034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat4d3_XdzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/20Idtte21_Y/s200/w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sunny dae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat4WAyQ1XI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jaDIXIyTQHU/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308468905349535090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat4WAyQ1XI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jaDIXIyTQHU/s200/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we r too tired.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3mw3N9cI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4sULE_UzUZ8/s1600-h/p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308468093621499330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3mw3N9cI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4sULE_UzUZ8/s200/p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; aini, me , meg n sue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3iDhUxoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/OZzXUAfLVrs/s1600-h/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308468012730599042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3iDhUxoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/OZzXUAfLVrs/s200/r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma gorgeous pal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3bDN-JtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/O48B6BhpNHI/s1600-h/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308467892390340306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3bDN-JtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/O48B6BhpNHI/s200/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aini n fiona &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3CzwRFMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KZgY7UgWNRQ/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308467475922359490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat3CzwRFMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KZgY7UgWNRQ/s200/f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aini n meg &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat2_p9TyBI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wZ7FDBUojUo/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308467421753100306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat2_p9TyBI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wZ7FDBUojUo/s200/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while waitin for them=P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat28U_mbuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZprJLH9v9uA/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308467364585959138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat28U_mbuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZprJLH9v9uA/s200/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meg n aini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat23lG4zuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/q3tpw_rrDDg/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308467283012144866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat23lG4zuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/q3tpw_rrDDg/s200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meg n sue&lt;/strong&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8185117509975761630?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8185117509975761630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8185117509975761630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8185117509975761630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8185117509975761630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-owesome-meeting-up-session-with-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/Sat4d3_XdzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/20Idtte21_Y/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-4735111811071793157</id><published>2009-02-24T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:45:14.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affected.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in denial.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;n strictly nothing to do with ma life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;e life of people around you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that were given.&lt;br /&gt;those kisses that were shared.&lt;br /&gt;oh u,how long r u going to play diz game of yours?&lt;br /&gt;vows that were given.&lt;br /&gt;oh cant u see from those eyes that are filled wif luv of yours?&lt;br /&gt;there will be a dae of separation.&lt;br /&gt;a fullstop to ol those vows n hope.&lt;br /&gt;oh u, hw selfish can u be?&lt;br /&gt;leaving e soul hangin in the air.&lt;br /&gt;n u leaving with a new life of yours.&lt;br /&gt;for once believe in retribution/karma.&lt;br /&gt;dont you feel guilty..&lt;br /&gt;a pinch of sympathy, is there?&lt;br /&gt;simply,&lt;br /&gt;lost of words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4735111811071793157?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4735111811071793157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4735111811071793157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4735111811071793157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4735111811071793157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-denial.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7550477281814694303</id><published>2009-02-23T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:12:09.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thots of e dae =)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SaIzr-2T3PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/oEI85xbnVjY/s1600-h/DSC00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305860141694049522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SaIzr-2T3PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/oEI85xbnVjY/s320/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as usual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having ma break as for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw, i had ma lunch..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so wat did i do on weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty relaxin n fattening dae actually..lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doesnt matter tho =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturdae woke up at 10am..feeling2..went down..had ma breakfast n watch tv..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT i cant..ol of us have to wake up n clean e houz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz 'captain' a.k.a 'CID' a.k.a 'Mak' start to command..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yaa... =_="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n in the afternoon.. nani n me decided to cook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we cook n eat n cook n eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz..but aniwae~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we cook opor, sambal telur ikan bilis n sambal belacan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i love e sambal belacan..finger licking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i loike!...=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i didnt like e opor n e egg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate ma sambal belacan wit fish..sudap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den nani  decided to cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this bubur chacha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oklahz..i didnt eat..freakin sweet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i had fun cooking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;learning slowly..lol.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i watch few vcd wit nani n shah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;play with mentayang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hes so aggressive...but so manjer..*hugz* =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n etc. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love has been workin..thot wana pack e food for his lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm..but too farr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;called FedEx to pass it to him..but line was cut off..hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too bad~ =( &lt;em&gt;ouh tak ehk..=P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouh ya, went out for dinner wit his parents on fridae..last minute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had our dinner at jurong point..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his mum was not in a condition..shes havin fever..been coughin n coughin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still dunwana go doctor..amamakz.. it runs in e blood i guess..hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his dad was being such patience soul n bare with her..so manis~=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ate yong tau fu..n most it were 'green'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dah mcm Kambing..lol..mum ate fish n chip, luf ate nasi berani n dad ate e same dish as me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was flooded wit ppl...so semak..but we get a sit tho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His mum was tokin bout those young couples wit babies beside us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz listen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tokin bout how his mum n dad married at a young age..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his dad was funny ol e wae.. "sweet 16" ehk pakcik.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his mum abit garang...tatot~ =S  but can see shes a very soft hearted soul..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so ya..we ate n went off..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;misses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lamernyer werk abezzzz niariii...~ =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7550477281814694303?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7550477281814694303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7550477281814694303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7550477281814694303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7550477281814694303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SaIzr-2T3PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/oEI85xbnVjY/s72-c/DSC00162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-572255053984344266</id><published>2009-02-23T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:19:49.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rialto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This song came into ma mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;suddenly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this song has been awhile tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lovely...=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;randomly.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SaIs_k0NnII/AAAAAAAAAXs/5QrxJa5ibgo/s1600-h/Rialto.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852781721918594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SaIs_k0NnII/AAAAAAAAAXs/5QrxJa5ibgo/s200/Rialto.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At eight o'clock we said good-bye,&lt;br /&gt;That's when I left her house for mine.&lt;br /&gt;She said that she'd be staying in,&lt;br /&gt;Well she had to be at work by nine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;So I get home and have a bath,&lt;br /&gt;And let an hour or two pass,&lt;br /&gt;Drifting in front of my T.V.,&lt;br /&gt;When a film comes on that she wants to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;It's Monday morning 5:19&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still wondering where she's been,&lt;br /&gt;Cos everytime I try to call I just get her machine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;And now it's almost six a.m.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to try again,&lt;br /&gt;Cos if she's still not back then this must be the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;At first I guess she's gone to get&lt;br /&gt;Herself a pack of cigarettes,&lt;br /&gt;A pint of milk, food for the cat,&lt;br /&gt;But it's midnight now and she's still not back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;At half past two I picture her&lt;br /&gt;In the back of someone else's car.&lt;br /&gt;He runs his fingers through her hair,&lt;br /&gt;Oh you shouldn't let him touch you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday Morning 5:19&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rialto&lt;/em&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/1323099284918496291-572255053984344266?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/572255053984344266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=572255053984344266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/572255053984344266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/572255053984344266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-song-came-into-ma-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SaIs_k0NnII/AAAAAAAAAXs/5QrxJa5ibgo/s72-c/Rialto.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-6559485695396866199</id><published>2009-02-19T07:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:19:22.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stagnant mode'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"knowin ziela, i noe=_=' "&lt;br /&gt;wahh...so much of noeing i guess...so wen was the last tyme we sit n talk...=_="&lt;br /&gt;so much of closeness between us huh...i hardly noe u...n we hardly talk...&lt;br /&gt;so where do e "knowin" appear...? hmph..&lt;br /&gt;guess uve been hearing n asking from others..&lt;br /&gt;things were said n analysis btween both of you..&lt;br /&gt;well done..=_="&lt;br /&gt;farewell.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;those sentences that were saed by me yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;sis, i dunnoe why..but one word, "tired"&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i juz &lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt; wat i sae yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;being selfish? hmm..i dunnoe...&lt;br /&gt;i cud sense it..&lt;br /&gt;like it used to be before..&lt;br /&gt;which i assume that its juz ma" i______s"&lt;br /&gt;but at e end if the dae its true..=)&lt;br /&gt;can i?..&lt;br /&gt;i need e ryte tyme..&lt;br /&gt;i need strength as for now..=)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, ppl around make ur heart go real stone.random.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;will continue later....&lt;br /&gt;till den we meet again..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SZuW3kdShAI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kUZ1xBYZh6s/s320/thots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;10 Random thots for e dae =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i had a gift from a colleague.&lt;br /&gt;2) ive juz vomitted few hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;3) bless with ma job. tho it kinda pissed me off sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;4) i Need to save n be a lil selfish at sometymes.&lt;br /&gt;5) tasting bliss =))&lt;br /&gt;6) i wana go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;7) slept for 8 hrs yesterdae! =))&lt;br /&gt;8) i will nvr change MY fone. mind you.=)&lt;br /&gt;reason: it is more than juz a Fone=)&lt;br /&gt;9) absent-minded at tymes.very irritatin. i noe.hmph!&lt;br /&gt;10) im mad with one of ma colleague at this period of tyme. =(&lt;br /&gt;but i do talk to her tho. =_="&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;hmm...ok..lets make it as 20 random thots of the dae!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;11) im eatin another apple now.&lt;br /&gt;12) mum juz kol a min ago n ask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" ela dah makan? tgh uat aper? banyak kejer?.." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;uat senang2 jer tak boleh tanyer pat rumah..hee..&lt;br /&gt;calling me every single dae she have now.. lol.. love u too mum!=)&lt;br /&gt;13) im meetin john later! yeah..=))&lt;br /&gt;14) i feel like going out later..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;15) i missing mastura anuar.&lt;br /&gt;16) im endin ma break at 2pm todae.&lt;br /&gt;17) i have a new colleague name Alex.=_="&lt;br /&gt;18) i juz received a msg from "luf=)"&lt;br /&gt;"syg...i kene keje niari...ada orng amek MC.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kalo gtu u pon amek MC jelahz..hmpf..=))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so amendment on random thots on no. 13 ...im not meetin john todae=(&lt;br /&gt;19) i juz remember i nid to submit a document to jeffrey by 3 pm todae.&lt;br /&gt;20) im gettin back to work! =))&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;till den we meet again..=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;guess we are not gona meet up todae too due to your last minute call for your work.=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its ok...niwae its for work..do i have a choice?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;misses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;farewell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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/&gt;atleast i can write down wat i have to do for the dae..&lt;br /&gt;rather than steppin in the office, sit n do watever things that was lying on ma table..&lt;br /&gt;so kokap..n so not organise..MP..lol! =P&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;so ya..wat did i do on 16 february 2008,Monday.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..at work? hmph! monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;actually it wasnt tat bad after all..&lt;br /&gt;kinda glad that i make an initiative to come back on saturdae n clear ol ma plate..&lt;br /&gt;those pending documents that i have yet to clear it out..&lt;br /&gt;n when i step in the office, it was abit organise..so ya..for better..=)&lt;br /&gt;work has been pretty good..but no doubt i tend to make mistake here n there..&lt;br /&gt;well..it takes tyme..n i understand..kinda pissed me off sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;being positive is e best option i guess..=)&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya..met nuraini in the mrt..one of ma ite friends..&lt;br /&gt;we gona have a reunion on the 27th February..=)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;work end as late as 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;met john CCK mrt station..for dunnoe wat reason i was missing him so badly yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;missing him as early as 8am..n im endin ma work at 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;wonderful isnt it? 10 hours of waiting..lol.&lt;br /&gt;he message n told me that he gona have his lunch at madinah..&lt;br /&gt;n nani claim that it was at arab street..=_="&lt;br /&gt;thx u very nice..lol.&lt;br /&gt;so not necessary...=_="&lt;br /&gt;met at cck mrt station.. n had our dinner at LJS.&lt;br /&gt;seeing him juz make ma dae lahz..as simple as that..=)&lt;br /&gt;he was lookin good with his new hair...lagi make ma dae..lol..ouh a'ah=P&lt;br /&gt;so yaa..we decided to go home as both of us are working in the morning tomolo..&lt;br /&gt;tho we had few arguments in the car...hmph..&lt;br /&gt;due to both stubborness...&lt;br /&gt;n my olwaes-have-a-reason sickness..&lt;br /&gt;well.. at e end of the dae.. its was for good..&lt;br /&gt;i noe hes mad for ma own good...n i love him for that..=)&lt;br /&gt;glad that e argument that we had nvr dwell.. we talk..we argue...n within an hour..&lt;br /&gt;we are loving each other...&lt;br /&gt;hmph! nw im missing him..grr...=P&lt;br /&gt;k im doing ma work..&lt;br /&gt;till den, we meet again..&lt;br /&gt;tasting bliss.&lt;br /&gt;thx u god.nuff saed=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1441536257975336083?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1441536257975336083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1441536257975336083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SZi6oADqiWI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FDaoEoUqScU/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303193757601663330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SZi6oADqiWI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FDaoEoUqScU/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missing u badly=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nuf saed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-517317430483907001?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/517317430483907001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=517317430483907001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/517317430483907001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believing=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe in wat see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe in wat u do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe with wat were shown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe with wat were said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So love the people who treat you right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe everything happens for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God never said life would be easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just promised it would be worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you love the life you live, you will live a life of love=)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nuff saed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p.s:&lt;/span&gt; splitting headache due to 2hrs of nap.anw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TGIF!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-3699121704756009505</id><published>2009-02-11T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:17:49.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abrupt paranoia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"why now? why after 2 months plus?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;those were the question asked..&lt;/div&gt; it keep on lingering on ma mind thru out e nyte..&lt;br /&gt;tsk! that period of tyme..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i cud rewind those moment n take bek those words..&lt;br /&gt;how foolish n heartless can a soul be? what was i thinking at that period of tyme?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..=_="&lt;br /&gt;wat did i do?&lt;br /&gt;spoilt ol those appetite..&lt;br /&gt;kill ol those laughter..&lt;br /&gt;buried ol those happiness..&lt;br /&gt;n wat do i gain? nothing.&lt;br /&gt;well done.=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that period of tyme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept maself shut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;silence ol e wae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz stare at those disappointed eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmph.."how cud i ?" =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how cud i even hurt those eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those eyes tat see ma imperfection perfectly.=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those eyes tat nvr complaint.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those eyes that nvr failed to make me feel complete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those eyes that make me walk on air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those eyes that make me feel something tat i nvr felt before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apologise for e heartless act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the abrupt paranoia WAS killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i repeat,"was".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If love is music in its purest form, then you are the notes on the page and the melody in my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-3699121704756009505?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3699121704756009505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=3699121704756009505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3699121704756009505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3699121704756009505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-now-why-after-2-months-plus-those.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7670134447022283901</id><published>2009-02-10T16:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:37:01.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bliss'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SZFAmv7J9vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LsnE5QZhHSU/s1600-h/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301089270835574514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SZFAmv7J9vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LsnE5QZhHSU/s400/u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take my hand when my eyes weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hold me gently in your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Finger my curls, as I sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dazzle me with all your charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Provide me time and space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Listen closely when I speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Secure in your life my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Support me the times I'm weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cherish our time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dread any time we're apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mean when you say forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Let my absence gnaw your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And let all my joys be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Let my sorrows be as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And share relationship chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mind your ego, lest it swell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And I beg you never fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Let us walk our time in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;With a kiss for every night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Let our passions never cease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But above all these my Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Swear always that you'll be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;For's not you I ask these of -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They're my promises to you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7670134447022283901?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7670134447022283901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7670134447022283901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7670134447022283901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7670134447022283901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-life-ive-been-sitting-around-this.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SZFAmv7J9vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LsnE5QZhHSU/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-5766676914856968615</id><published>2009-02-06T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:57:14.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 month old.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alryte..as usual..having ma break..and amazingly i feel hungry..like real hungry..ordered Mac fillet meal..n drank hot tea..suddenly im craving for it..and having to eat it..it feels so much better now..=) accompanied by those hot tea..im much awake.. hot drinks juz wake me up..=) hot coffee? i'll give it a pass..will only have it when im really in need of it..when both eyes kept shuttin down..i'll have it..=)&lt;br /&gt;will be having CNY dinner with sumiyoshi at COPTHORNE KINGS'S HOTEL at 7pm. it is near e padang..at havelock road.=) it will be ma first ever tyme touching ma feet in. Dun feel like going tho its a 4 star hotel. hmph. i feel so leceh..n it will be around 30 to 35 ppl..hopefully it will take around 1 or 2 hours den i can go off n meet john. =) john was being such a nice soul by fetchin me later. so jeffry..u can bring your larling back home safely.lol.=)&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And wishin a 2nd month old to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'US'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, tyme pass real fast n i dun even realise it touches 2 month old. well theres much more to go..n im glad that ive met you along the wae. like ive olwaes believe that whatever u gone thru, nvr regret coz it will make u a stronger soul. and for those who believe n have faith in Him, be patience as god is thinking of something better to give you. n im blessed for giving me someone that never failed to brighten up ma dae every single minute of ma life. sometimes theres up n down n i nvr take it as an obstacle, coz  having those arguments will make us noe deeper about e other soul. so dun ponder so much n love someone for whoever they are. =) for e past 2 months,one word i would sae, " euphoria". those trip, those laughter, those argument=) n those moment spent. very much appreciated. thx love, u noe i heart u alot..n i noe u luv me more..=) ouhhtakkk~;) very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;later we go walk2 sampaiiiiii *cough* syng u many2=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n weekend spend every single minute with your parents tey=) pity them.. everytime u r back, they are asleep..n i feel bad too=( so make sure weekend must berkepit with them tey..till they suffocate~ lol.. they miss u dear.. n i noe u do too love=) dun worry bout your love.. " i tak kesah seh" *stomach in" LOL. hehehehe...=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care switheart..have a wonderful weekenD...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;And irsyad, as for 2molo, i'll gve it a pass.. next tyme aite! yaa....at tymes, u have to lose something in order to gain something...n im losing this fun to gain those love..ouh tk ehk? lol.. k dear.. enjoy! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-5766676914856968615?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5766676914856968615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=5766676914856968615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5766676914856968615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5766676914856968615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/alryte.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-4182900813970979225</id><published>2009-02-02T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:27:25.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e creator.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i nid a break as for now.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;otey..been abit tired this few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;headache.maybe coz of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well nothing,used to it=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen u dun even noe where to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juz wrote down ol the thing that i have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so ya.better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feel much lighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i adore e commitment that i used to shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at tymes i feel bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for e things that were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God, give me  strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dun let me sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;coz u are e only reason y im standin here still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel serenity wenever in closer to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4182900813970979225?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4182900813970979225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4182900813970979225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4182900813970979225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4182900813970979225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-nid-break-as-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-5595150905414551000</id><published>2009-01-30T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:41:52.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses =)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boredom strikes!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;i was doing my work wen mind suddenly shut! scary..i noe..so i decided to blog.. ;) &lt;em&gt;penyakit A. ouh tk ehk? hee..kadang2 jer.. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john is having his "vacation in paris".. so cant message2..later he maaarrrahhh&lt;em&gt;..=( &lt;/em&gt;later e face change..i dun like!hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(but mrh tandernyer syng ehk..lol) =) hee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; have your rest love..i noe theres lots of "Sarkis" (case) u have to deal with at work..i understand..will msg wen u msg me first aite=) coz i dunwan u to get awake upon receivin ma msges=) rest well dear..sebabbbbbb 2molo is SATURDAE! =) hee..yeah! i noe u excited more..lol..*diggin nose* hee..&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet John later.. im rottin in this office.. serious shit..SHIT!..=S n its fridae..n FRIDAE MODE = HOLIDAE MODE.. so sorry boss.. its ma holidae mode.. u can continue wit your energetic mode..=) i give up.....&lt;br /&gt;amamakz! tyme check 5:18pm...*glance at hp*.. noooo mmmsssgggg..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dier penat lah! understand lah ckit ziela! ok!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i will be meeting him at yishun lahz..will be easier for him kan...yeah..=)&lt;br /&gt; wateva is easier for u, will be much easier for me dear..=)&lt;br /&gt;very much!=)&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i may hurt u along e way by talkin bout e past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sowie dear.. i noe i shudnt have..u have ol e right to mad at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n im not angry..infact im glad u blow out to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really nid it.. (s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ometimes jer k..kenot olwaes..)hee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it wake me up n i will stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im juz a human..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another weak soul from e Creator n never fail to make mistake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once u sae it out, i juz kept silence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not that i wana rebel or wat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz i regret saein it out..n i prefer to kip maself shut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n i dun blame you for hangin up e fone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yaa..i understand.. theres a limit for everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n theres a limit to your patience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess i exceed it tat tyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n it will be e last tyme..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very much n endlessly! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tyme check: 5:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;john masi di pasrisi sih...masih belom kesedaran..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hee...rest well love..i'll wait..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;VERY MUCH N ENDLESSLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Henderson Wave, i is cumin=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n not henderson bridge ehk..=_="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*shake head* *tap forehead*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keselengean btol lahz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anak saper lahz niek... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*******************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See u later NURAZMAN BIN YUSOFF =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope so..hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/1323099284918496291-5595150905414551000?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-8573904073007026659</id><published>2009-01-28T08:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:05:05.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger management'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SX-vt4jBiZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_h6vsKrUlkg/s1600-h/anger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296144889619253650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SX-vt4jBiZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_h6vsKrUlkg/s400/anger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current mood: fuming.annoyed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very first thing in e morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;testing e patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is so not necessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ignorance&lt;/strong&gt; that were given is "very much appreciated".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awesomely done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12:34noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently having ma break till 130pm.. n im still on holiday mode.. dragging those feet to go to work..urgh..so e lazy bum..but its ok..i noe im not alone ryte? *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;workload = average.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood = fuming + disappointed + =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i dont bother anymore..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let it be =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at tymes ignorance is bliss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n swallowing seems to be e best option for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz i juz dont wana argue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun wana make unnessary hatred n headache..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen others dont feel a thing out of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so y bother?..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;move on=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as long as you dont do bad to others..u r perfectly safe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;breath..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NEXT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..had a total of 2 hours sleep yesterdae..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe bcoz i had a long nap in the afternoon..=_="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i ask for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its holidae mode ppl..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yaa..slept at 3am in the morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a long draggy gossipy conversation with ma dearest mum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juz realised that shes a crazy soul like me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talkin n laughin our lungs out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mepekz jugakz ibu kuz ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ma work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ma life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ma studies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ma stubborness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuzins..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything under e sun i muz sae..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems like now shes easier to talk to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;basically everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wonder y... *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;im bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;sense something is not ryte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;=S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;u noe wat? i wont dare to analyse nimore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;simply tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;anything tat pop out of ma mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;which cause pain in e heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'll juz breath..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;coz He noes wats e best for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hmmphh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1323099284918496291-8573904073007026659?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8573904073007026659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8573904073007026659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8573904073007026659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8573904073007026659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/01/current-mood-fuming.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SX-vt4jBiZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_h6vsKrUlkg/s72-c/anger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-510313851801924230</id><published>2009-01-27T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:17:53.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SX8ONWd_EEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/wa1YnoUn7MQ/s1600-h/w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295967309343428674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SX8ONWd_EEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/wa1YnoUn7MQ/s320/w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; imysBL=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;E conversation Again =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;a total of 4 soul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; talkin to me bout "it" again..&lt;br /&gt;in 2 weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hmm..i guess i really nid to get serious on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i was called randomly while using e comp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Him:"what's your problem ziela? just tell me..i cud sense something is bothering u?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;me: "huh? wat u mean? im ok..takder pape lahz =)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;he has been like a father to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;he noes every part of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;he noes what lies behind those smile n laughter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;so yaa..only the two of us in the room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;moment of truth i muz sae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;no one realise it...except for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;even ma parents cud not see it..mayb coz i dun show it?lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hmm..maybe its true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"at tymes u have to be selfish..its for your good.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i noe..but its easier to sae..but i cant bring maself to do it..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im taking a step at a tyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i nid some guidance=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;it has been inside me ol this long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;n im glad someone manage see it=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 days of holidae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;been cooking n eatin like theres no tomolo=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;crazziness=_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;been learning how to cook..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nani is so darn good at cookin now i muz sae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;probably bcoz of e past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;is peddling slowly i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouh th per ehk? perlu lah =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i noe its not been easy on your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i noe u have been holdin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i noe u are affected.i dun blame u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well, at tyme we have to make do with some things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;'Do what you ought and trust what may be.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love u endlessly sweetheart!=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;*************************************************&lt;/span&gt;" True happiness, to me, does not come when you get something you may be wanting for a long time. It truly comes when you start recognizing what you already have&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;."*********************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;________________________________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obstacles are meant to strengthen, not defeat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We experience hard times when we start forgetting to appreciate what we have. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what challenges you endure, know that it is only to have you remember what you are made of and the power you have to make a difference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;otey...bofore i end everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i noe your are enjoyzing watching your transformer love..hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..i understand...guys cant multi-task...ouh salah ehk?kk=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunwana disturb you...so im decided to type it out..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tho i wana to tok to u badly...hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodnyte love..missing you badly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 days of not meeting u..crazziness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i noe its been hard on u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; its been harder for me too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope u understand...n i noe u do..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care of yourself n dun stay up too late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meeting you tomolo is i am..yeah!!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you miss me just look up to the night sky and remember, I'm like a star; sometimes you can't see me, but I'm always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;goodnyte! very much! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SX8ONWd_EEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/wa1YnoUn7MQ/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-17707608580168352</id><published>2009-01-21T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:54:34.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a random talk with cik mas regarding savings.well you noe how hard i am in saving. n for this 2009, saving will be one of ma priority since i juz start on ma career. i nid some motivation in this. really.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smile n laughter is juz on e outside. some may thot that i dun behave like 20yr old lady.hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,i dun see e nid of you to show every part of your sorrowness around. i think ppl will be all around u wen u r laughin, but wen u shed your tears, &lt;strong&gt;few&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;none&lt;/strong&gt; wud be dere...n most of them will juz walk off. so ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deep down, only god noes=) coz at e end of e dae, He is e only one who cud help u out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so wateva things that were uttered to me, i wud juz reply it with a smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tho it might be a lil ouch,but hah. do i look bothered? i learnt to swallow.=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometymes i do reply, not becoz i wana win or lose...coz im affected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i thx this kinda ppl coz they will make u realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ignorance is bliss. sometymes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at tymes, some things are not meant to be told.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz nid strength.nuff saed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you might have your salary increment, bonus, n earn few million dollars a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at one point wen u look back, you are olwaes shortage of cash. most of us will encounter this. well i do=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so where do you go wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knaper orang yg miskin, dorang tak penah sempit. n they olwaes smile=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keberkatan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it might be juz a word tat one soul will be like =_="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, e small things that we thot is nothing, is e cause of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Debt.every single cent do matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;helping others is perfectly fine.coz u nvr noe wen it will be yours.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n bcoz of this few cents of loan u had, happiness will not be around u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, its a faster wae to be rich n u thot u have clear ol your burden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but u dun even realise that u are juz adding salt to e wound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u might suffer a lil by clearing ol the debts, but at e end of the dae...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u will lead a better life =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;" You are poor as long as you keep begging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are rich as soon as you start giving."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im done=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im killing those feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im killing those thots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i have type it out,but im deleting every word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;n im glad that i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;den i realise im gaining something called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*********************************************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-17707608580168352?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/17707608580168352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=17707608580168352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/17707608580168352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/17707608580168352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-random-talk-with-cik-mas-regarding.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-1691412399987959366</id><published>2009-01-20T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:14:25.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=s plus =D ??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"lingering".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mixed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AS FOR NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And the funny thing is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wen ol this feelings came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wen ur feelin so down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;n e fone rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;n everything changes *=)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;perfect timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hmmmm..nice~&lt;br /&gt;current mood: euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;craving for black chocolate as at 20 jan 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;12:52pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pure black choc is much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;When I first held you I was cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;A melting snowman I was told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;But there was no-one there to hold before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I swore that I would be alone for ever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; Wow look at you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Flowers in the windowIt's such a lovely day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I'm glad you feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cause to stand up, out in the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;You are one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lets watch the flowers grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;There is no reason to feel bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;It's just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;But I am here to help you with the load&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wow look at you now Flowers in the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's such a lovely day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And I'm glad you feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cause to stand up, out in the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You are one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lets watch the flowers grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So now we're here and now is fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So far away from there and there is time, time, time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To plant new seeds and watch them grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So there'll be flowers in the window when we go!=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;Travis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;Flowers in e window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;random strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had a short meeting with Ms Ong Wee Wah,General Manager, today.&lt;br /&gt;was abit tense when she called ma name n told me that she wana have a word with me.&lt;br /&gt;butterly in e stomach.&lt;br /&gt;bittng lips.&lt;br /&gt;but nah, why are r u paranoid wen u did nothing wrong..=) so yaa..&lt;br /&gt;came in the room with a smile i am.&lt;br /&gt;well, juz sae its a good news for me? :) im blessed. nuff saed.&lt;br /&gt;when she sae it out, ol i cud sae is "alhamdullilah" =)&lt;br /&gt;tyme for me to really work hard this year for ma career n &lt;em&gt;studies&lt;/em&gt; i would sae.&lt;br /&gt;she trust me in handling e task. thx to u n Him.&lt;br /&gt;nvr regret being here=)&lt;br /&gt;despite of ol the mistake that i've done, u still give me "this".&lt;br /&gt;focus is ol i need as for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;syukur alhamdullilah=) nuff saed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mum n dad! He's replyin to your prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Very much in luv &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with u.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-6924765279448081429?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6924765279448081429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=6924765279448081429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/6924765279448081429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>random thots.&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;wen e mind speak n heart listens=)&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;words.&lt;br /&gt;they can shoot u.&lt;br /&gt;ryte thru e heart.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it make sense.well it does to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;those " in 10 yrs tyme"  thots.&lt;br /&gt;ryte step taken. was impressed i wud sae.=)&lt;br /&gt;well talkin n blabberin is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;takin an action is another major thing i guess.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do u?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments wen mind speak n heart listens.&lt;br /&gt;applause to those plan n thots i wud sae.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes takin a step back is better.&lt;br /&gt;runnin too far to e end?&lt;br /&gt;u will juz end up losing e wae.&lt;br /&gt;takin a step back doesnt mean u will be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;juz letting e mind to tink n lead u to e ryte wae.=)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes action speak more than words.....nuf saed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes  people tend to vomit out every piece of thier plannin life. lettin out wats in their mind. n dun even realise how painful it wud affect a particular soul. sometimes it cud be a wake up call. yes i agree. too much of it..more to heartless creature? i supposed. how an individual manage to do it.awesome=) believe in karma.nuff saed=) never ever think highly of yourself..coz any point of tyme u will sink n no one wud ever care. im done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz a random entry..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-3299182940114726903?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-1053213987933338352</id><published>2009-01-14T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:09:09.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='euphoria excited hyper :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SW1tx9vc1NI/AAAAAAAAAWw/RywhlmxG5Cw/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291005842384803026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SW1tx9vc1NI/AAAAAAAAAWw/RywhlmxG5Cw/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **us**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;time check 12:45pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;having ma break as for now..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dun feel like eating coz e leg juz dunwana move but e fingers do! =) ouh tk ehk?kk...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so where do i begin...ouh ya..like ive mention on ma previous entry regarding the random meet up with ma dearest mastura:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;relieved n glad.. it has been awhile we have yet to tok about things that have been entering in n out of our life. it was awesome..n im glad you are coping well(mcm tk jugak lahz sebenarnyer kan..lol) wen booboo is awae.well, juz bare in mind that Missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will.=) otey?.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its a test.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ya..went to have our dinner at banquet n coincidently we met one of our classmate n their table was beside us.. still e same crazy soul i wud sae..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talk for a few hours n we dun even realised that its almost 10pm.. more to "serious?!=0 " den "ouh ok..=)" kinda conversation between us...lol..haa..oh salah ehk gal? btol lahz.. ;) so we had to go bek since both of us are werkin e next dae...she was too tired n decided to take a cab..padahal satu bus jer gal..n it took you onli 5 min..haa) well u do look tired..&lt;em&gt;understanding=)&lt;/em&gt; sent her to the taxi stand n off to meet nani at marsling MRT station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sat with her while waiting for our parents to arrive. nani wana talked to john n i had to pass e fone to her.. went to buy some drinks coz i was darn thirsty n hungry..bought green tea and chocolate(forgot e name of it..nvm)..hmmm...been craving for chocolate lately..is wondering y..=) its otae..dun really care bout calories wen it comes to this*wink* M.P =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;unfortunately, something went wrong during their conversation i guess...wen i came back..she returned the fone to me n walk off... but we did get to meet up at the end of e dae... mood swing i guess..=) tak boleh layankan sgt.. ;) but shes everything to me..too much..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trip to e zoo=) awesome n enjoyzing! thx Luv!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah!!! i had truckloads of fun!! but e fact that its not a free entry kinda mek me geram wit u.. we can wait n go lain hari kan...but wateva it is..we went in coz i was informed wen we were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; already at e  zoo...thx u..very nice=) hmph! very much~~!!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ta pao &lt;/em&gt;nasi goreng, ayam goreng n paru goreng..ol is goreng2..i like~=) nah..it will be easier... n brought jacobs bizcuit n potato chip..mcm hari rayer jugak sebenarnyer..lol.. nah coz Mr john stomach is very big..(tho u cant see it;P) hehe..nah..juz dunwana him to sae "im hungry..=( " very e heart painin... =) so yaa..it was a pleasant outing i would sae.. more to " wah..." den &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" ohhh..." lol.. get to watch the show...hold e snake n took pix wit it..the white tiger( trying hard to snap wen they were catching those meat...well..i did once but e photo was like =_=") so ya..give up! =) had our lunch n we ate ol e goreng2 food..nasib baik sedap..lol ;) went to e loo for awhile n wen im back...hes's gone! ="(  i olmost cried.. k i was kiddin.thx u=) thot i went to e wrong wae..LOL..&lt;em&gt;keselengean tak abez2!hee&lt;/em&gt;..guess wat..he was ryte behind me=) hmph! tak perlu kan tu..yaa..wonder how i react wen hes not there..lol..luv u too! =) so yaa...went to the butterfly area..nice~! =) feed the goat..n lots lots more...basically it was an awesome dae..blessed=) thx luv..every moment spend with u was nvr wasted..=) we spent almost half a dae..tiring but enjoying! we covered almost everything n decided to go home by 6 plus i guess.. went to the counter to take the "manis" picture..lol.. lovely pix taken! it was so nice..i love it dear..juz wana irritate u..hee.. took e bus home n both dah kepenatan..we took a nap in the bus till yishun MRT...bought prata hotdog..e chocolate prata hotdog was ok for me..doesnt really like it actually..but oklahz..i get to finish it tho..lol! =) went to macdonald n ate cheese cake!! atlast~ ; ) both were like darn tired..saw those red eyes n i noe hes very tired..actually we are..hehe..but he waited for ma parents to fetch me..had our random talk..newspaper&lt;em&gt;..( not the july newspaper=_=" lol. *inside joke*) &lt;/em&gt;he drove me off to woodlands..n there goes our lovely outing=)  once again..i had a great tyme luv! too much... i may have irrtate u in some parts of your busybody life..=P it was merely a joke..nothing personal tey..very much in love..tasting bliss.nuff saed.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we have been buzy with our own schedule..with work n family n friends n resting tyme..n few other probs that has been disturbin u i muz sae=) please indicate "we" n not "I" in your notepad or wateva u kol it tey..=) no hiding inside the box..it will juz "suffocate" u..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last but not least.. please remember that....He Who Does Not Know How To Live Well,Always Speak Of The Past...=) haa..random..*wink* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; pix will be up soon!=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1053213987933338352?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1053213987933338352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-8627568042101450254</id><published>2009-01-12T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:45:35.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; qoutes &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distance doesn't matter if you really love the person, what matters most is your honesty and trust for that relationship to work out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Distance, it is a test, many will fail, but for those who can withstand it have the answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;true love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;***************************************************************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lots to update, trip at sungei buloh,trip to the zoo,meet up wit dearest mastura,weekend with family n more. dun really have e tyme to update.basically 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;009 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as been an awesome year for now i wud sae. =) every step taken is blessed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wen im with u.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, work has been abit tight up n lots to catch up. hmm..need to slow down on ma speed..at tymes, u tend to do thing too fast n tend to overlook the thing n make mistake. =) haa..dun worry im coping well now n praying hard for success..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;very much in love=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8627568042101450254?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2284053150151678607</id><published>2009-01-07T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:35:25.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serene'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the thots that linger to every path.&lt;br /&gt;that lead to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;well,it came again.haa.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im born with it.&lt;br /&gt;have to make a fullstop to this.&lt;br /&gt;the thots have to end.&lt;br /&gt;P. android.&lt;br /&gt;it kills.n once its started,it will dwell.&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;nah,at tymes it will haunt e soul.&lt;br /&gt;liar if we are not haunt by it.&lt;br /&gt;its how you take it.&lt;br /&gt;haa..&lt;br /&gt;crazziness..&lt;br /&gt;how foolish can i be.&lt;br /&gt;letting those evil wins.&lt;br /&gt;taking a deep breath i am.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.relieved.&lt;br /&gt;walking slowly.&lt;br /&gt;will stop if i have to.&lt;br /&gt;but i will nvr turn back.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes, u will tend do things out of anger.&lt;br /&gt;without even have a thot of the ppl around.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes words were uttered without noein that it may hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes wen too much of apology will suffocate others.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you juz feel like keepin silence.&lt;br /&gt;but u cant,coz u juz cant hold to e silence n gap.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you have to hold back,&lt;br /&gt;but you cant coz you are juz scared that you will be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you tried to make them happy,&lt;br /&gt;but u dun even realise that they were hurt.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you cant stop thinking,&lt;br /&gt;tho you know it will lead to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you wish that u didnt do wat u had,&lt;br /&gt;but u cant coz it has happened.&lt;br /&gt;that is why, think before taking a step ahead.&lt;br /&gt;patience n faith will lead you to the right path.&lt;br /&gt;not emotion n anger.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes this kinda feelings will be for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;it will not dwell.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you need to trust n not doubt others.&lt;br /&gt;coz by then u will realised having those doubt will not lead you to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you have to believe in whatever situation that you are dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;path of life.it will nvr be smooth.&lt;br /&gt;you may trip n fall again n again.&lt;br /&gt;others will dwell n juz stop e journey n end everything.&lt;br /&gt;some will get up with their head up n move on.&lt;br /&gt;coz they noe,some part of the journey, they gona taste bliss.&lt;br /&gt;they noe wat they have been thru out the journey is juz a test from the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;nothing comes easy.&lt;br /&gt;but dont you ever stop.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes wen you lose, den you will realise how important they are in your life.&lt;br /&gt;treasure,trust n love others with ol your heart.&lt;br /&gt;live by the dae.=)&lt;br /&gt;enjoy every moment spent.&lt;br /&gt;e past may haunt,but dont let it kill your future.&lt;br /&gt;coz you will live miserably.&lt;br /&gt;n nothing will change that except for you.&lt;br /&gt;accept things as wat it is.&lt;br /&gt;nothing n no one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;why can others read n keep silence? n y muz u dwell n make it as in its their fault?&lt;br /&gt;wake up! =)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people will take it n swallow.&lt;br /&gt;wen its too much,dont ever let them explode n you will end up regretin.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the dae,it u who gona deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;you who gona suffer.&lt;br /&gt;so why bother.&lt;br /&gt;stand up , smile , n look forward=)&lt;br /&gt;n for you,&lt;br /&gt;sowie if any part of the moment,the conversation,the action that were given hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i noe its too much.&lt;br /&gt;n i feel it too.&lt;br /&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;hoping that things will be as pure as it is.&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop e doubt.&lt;br /&gt;n start loving u=) ehk! ouh salah ehk?=)&lt;br /&gt;im off from work.&lt;br /&gt;tyme check 6:32pm.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.feeling better.=)&lt;br /&gt;n John.uve been missed a little plus terribly.err...hmm..yaa.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2284053150151678607?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2284053150151678607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2284053150151678607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2284053150151678607'/><link rel='self' 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title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-4328038759063448331</id><published>2009-01-06T12:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:43:45.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 month old'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SWL81PQv7AI/AAAAAAAAAWo/T-TAZ9o5_J0/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288066904046431234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SWL81PQv7AI/AAAAAAAAAWo/T-TAZ9o5_J0/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SWL8Y9ATz8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/5PDELwO9ngM/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288066418109304770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SWL8Y9ATz8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/5PDELwO9ngM/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1 month old =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai!!! =) hee..without knowing it has been a month old dear..so smally!=)&lt;br /&gt;how everything started..hmm..too much to even list it down..&lt;br /&gt;the dae when i was hospitalised..n you appeared.. n i dun even intend to look at you..i was feelin real down..with the pain on ma foot..the needle(i cant even wana move ma hand! it was painful tey! =( only god noes how it was)n nina n nazz were&lt;br /&gt;teasing me n saed"someone came to see you!".. n i covered ma whole body with the blanket..dun feel like meeting anyone on that period of tyme..&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to peep n u saw! grrr.. make me even mad! gendeng~ n so i decided to sleep..=)&lt;br /&gt;appointment at the woodlands poly..&lt;br /&gt;the random mit up at at ma houz..&lt;br /&gt;the food..the drinks..&lt;br /&gt;marina barrage..&lt;br /&gt;e wish..&lt;br /&gt;e gift..&lt;br /&gt;e ring..&lt;br /&gt;e adventure moment..&lt;br /&gt;caring soul..&lt;br /&gt;didnt even thot i gona hook into this..&lt;br /&gt;you have been there every moment i nid sum1 to b with..&lt;br /&gt;you were there wen i was down..&lt;br /&gt;you cheer me up every moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you touches not only ma soul, but ma family..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;apologize if any moment that ive done or saed hurt you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for e first tyme im not afraid to commit..&lt;br /&gt;for you who show me e meaning of trust..&lt;br /&gt;for e first tyme im not afraid to dream..&lt;br /&gt;im tasting e pureness of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very much in love=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N i swear its true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4328038759063448331?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4328038759063448331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4328038759063448331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-6204693041537797386</id><published>2009-01-05T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:14:18.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worried'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SWGUwx60TbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/V9_bbg88aw0/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SWGUwx60TbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/V9_bbg88aw0/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287671003264339378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much~=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently havin ma break n im juz worried.&lt;br /&gt;i noe you are in pain now gal.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..be strong n im prayin hard..hoping that everything will go well.&lt;br /&gt;waitin patiently for e kol..or msg..&lt;br /&gt;sayin "everything is ok..shes fine" =)&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;take care luv...&lt;br /&gt;im waiting..&lt;br /&gt;nah, everything will be fine..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N nurazman..thx for being there..&lt;br /&gt;thx for every moment spent..&lt;br /&gt;im tastin bliss..&lt;br /&gt;very much in love..&lt;br /&gt;nuff saed..&lt;br /&gt;otey!! meetin u later i am!!&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;i noe you are havin ur rest now..&lt;br /&gt;rest well luv..&lt;br /&gt;missin many2=)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;im waitin for e kol...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;its not easy, i understand..&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-6204693041537797386?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGrw1BJ8bI/AAAAAAAAAUo/6MBvsn71f3Q/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGrw1BJ8bI/AAAAAAAAAUo/6MBvsn71f3Q/s400/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283192693236298162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGrqk6TtkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rka6ERF4flo/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGrqk6TtkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rka6ERF4flo/s400/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283192585833395778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGrhpVFnKI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cjLekPPgTKE/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGrhpVFnKI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cjLekPPgTKE/s400/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283192432400637090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent with you is like a beautiful dream come true...very much in love. nothing more.im blessed=)&lt;br /&gt;You may never know how important you are to me or how much I care for you, but you are and you will always be. Bear in mind that I couldnt afford to lose someone I've learned to care about so much.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-5404443471402715504?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5404443471402715504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=5404443471402715504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5404443471402715504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5404443471402715504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/12/every-moment-spent-with-you-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SVGvT9IjTkI/AAAAAAAAAV4/GvIHjbZzC0s/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-4416768258678544150</id><published>2008-12-23T07:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:42:33.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;e Welcome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...first of all let me juz sae im glad that evrythig went smoothly when i went out to have dinner with his family. Lovely family i would sae. united n lots of laughter=) it was a last minute plan when i received a msg from him, saein i will be meeting his parents at jurong point after i end ma werk..i was like...serious shit? shit!...=Phmmm..its a last minute thing..so i rushed out of the office n went to jurong point.. n there ma mind goes..basically, i was scared..really do..only He noes how i felt..=) but alhamdullillahz.. they are not monster..hee..ouh tk perlu ehk? kiddin luv! =) &lt;br /&gt;so yaa..salam his parents n talk to his mum..bout kuih, bout work, bout her work, n everything..lovely mum.. very the kecoh n enjoyzing..=)&lt;br /&gt;so yaa...i was kinda feel bad coz they actually waited for me..hmph! your son informed me  last minute..basically not ma fault..hee..=P&lt;br /&gt;he was driving n i sat with his mum...there it goes again..lol! hee.. 5246845 question...n 2684114854952 answer..take care ziela..n nurazman was having fun laughing...very nice~ went to Sakunthala's Restraunt at little india..the food was awesome! =) i had fun.nuff saed.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything changes wen i reached home. it was olmost midnight. dad was mad. he was showing this attitude. didnt expect that to happened. for both side,apologize&lt;br /&gt; for wat had happened. yaa..dad shouldnt have done that. well, i dun blame him for wat happened. he's a father. so just wana make things better, i sat beside him n talk to him nicely. told him where, when n what happened. n why i was late. apologize to him n told him that i wont make him worried again. hmm..thats it.he &lt;br /&gt;hug me n sae dun do it again. i noe, its for ma own good dad.u juz dunwan it to be like a habit to me. i understand wat he meant. so i juz apologize n everything is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i noe you are hurt,you are disappointed ever wat happened.let juz take it like a son n a father thing dear. wat he did maybe a bit harsh but dun hold any grudges coz he means good.dun feel humiliated over wat happened.anger from a dad doesnt last dear. im sorry for wat happened. i hope you dun take it too hard. he love us, thats y hes doing ol this...sowie dear.."very much~"=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocked upon received e msges.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..u shudnt have done that.&lt;br /&gt;well,i understand..at tymes, mind juz not functionin n u tend to do things that u dun even want to..&lt;br /&gt;this is just a small test..&lt;br /&gt;we gona go thru lots more..&lt;br /&gt;wenever we are at our lowest point..&lt;br /&gt;go bek from where we are..&lt;br /&gt;we will nvr get lost..&lt;br /&gt;n it will mek us much more stronger.&lt;br /&gt;believe.&lt;br /&gt;nvr let those anger n revenge suffocate us.&lt;br /&gt;we will regret n "they" will laugh at us,coz they win.&lt;br /&gt;n having to realise, it maybe too late.&lt;br /&gt;very much in love.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-8582884212181045485</id><published>2008-12-21T12:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:21:33.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a test from Him=)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mind kept looking at those PC.&lt;br /&gt;tried to stop.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately,decided to switch it on.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i nid to noe more.&lt;br /&gt;seems like someone is whisperin n askin me to.&lt;br /&gt;N there i am again.&lt;br /&gt;at ma own risk again i wud sae.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;nah..for the seek of noein. n i dun think theres any harm.&lt;br /&gt;every word,every pic m every post.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;there it is.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;no no no.&lt;br /&gt;juz for the sake of noein n nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;the past n present.&lt;br /&gt;it will nvr b e same. i Hope.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like vomit it out here.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes,its better to keep it between u n Him.&lt;br /&gt;coz at e end of the dae,he noes wats best for u.&lt;br /&gt;ryte?=)&lt;br /&gt;im done!!&lt;br /&gt;signin off.&lt;br /&gt;=)=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;*it wont move me,not even an inch.trust.'sym2'.*&lt;br /&gt;nuff saed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8582884212181045485?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8582884212181045485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-594655286810234060</id><published>2008-12-20T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:09:15.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was juz reading the blog and i would sae i kinda get affected wen i read it.i dun blame anyone coz i do it at ma own risk.=) well, things happen for a reason. hmmm..im sowie if ol those images really hurt someone. well, i nvr thot it gona be that wae. im feeling how it feels. shows that you are affected by it. n shows theres still love lingering around you. i mean no harm or do i even want it to be posted. this is one of the only reason y. hah. y did i even apologize in the very first place? nahh...i feel sorry. tats ol. &lt;br /&gt;i wont let it affect any part of maself. im feelin cold wen i read it. the sarcasm..hmm..ouch!.. hmmmm...i dunwana repeat e mistake. being paranoid over e past. well, i enter wen every end.. n i hope it really end..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tasting bliss. n plzz god give me strength.im paranoid.but i still have faith in u.reading ol those, suffocate me.nuff saed.&lt;br /&gt;i nid strength. &lt;br /&gt;i nid faith.&lt;br /&gt;i nid trust.&lt;br /&gt;i will have ol those 'nid' wen i have sum1.&lt;br /&gt;im feelin so cold.suddenly.hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;off from work. mind not functionin.&lt;br /&gt;n im comin bek 2molo. have to. =)&lt;br /&gt;n i trust u.=)&lt;br /&gt;very much.................~hmmm=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-594655286810234060?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/594655286810234060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-21022966032246558</id><published>2008-12-17T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:29:26.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SUh_9N2ElQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/wxeYeB-NhPg/s1600-h/9438d0f901d5f406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SUh_9N2ElQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/wxeYeB-NhPg/s400/9438d0f901d5f406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280611252757107970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**images**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random check.&lt;br /&gt;changes were made.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt there in the very first place.&lt;br /&gt;similarities.&lt;br /&gt;very.=)&lt;br /&gt;affected by the sight of it i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;i assumed.&lt;br /&gt;well,hopefully everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;a pinch of affection.&lt;br /&gt;poison portion.&lt;br /&gt;i admit.&lt;br /&gt;burst those thots wenever it exist.&lt;br /&gt;i will.&lt;br /&gt;coz it lead to nowhere,but e end.&lt;br /&gt;no point. =)&lt;br /&gt;Trust.nuf saed=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-21022966032246558?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/21022966032246558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=21022966032246558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/21022966032246558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/21022966032246558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/12/images-random-check.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SUh_9N2ElQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/wxeYeB-NhPg/s72-c/9438d0f901d5f406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2053237287277544125</id><published>2008-12-16T12:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:30:59.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SUc1Yr2z-rI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Szbzp6od-fY/s1600-h/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SUc1Yr2z-rI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Szbzp6od-fY/s400/u.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280247786320951986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               ** Joy n crazziness **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've Changed My Life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there when I needed a shoulder to lean on, for patiently listening to my personal problems. Dear, I just want you to know how happy am I to have you in my life and I thank God for that. Thank you for the love and the joy you bring. You've changed my life, and make everything seems so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only Soul who gives my heart some excitement and thrills. You taught me how to handle life seriously, you taught me how to solve my problems and to face it without any fear.when I'm with you, I feel no fear, not even a single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when you say u do and I admit that I've fallen for you, I know that I wouldn't shed any tears from now on. I love you and that's what I want you to bear in your mind, and it's for keeps for a lifetime. And i really thx God for everything.i really do.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we love, it isn't because the person's perfect, it's because we learn to see an imperfect person perfectly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How Much??..:P &lt;br /&gt;Verrryy muchhh!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              ***MASTura!!***&lt;br /&gt;met ma gorgeous n deaaaresstt Mastura yester at CWP.. it was a random meet up coz i was returning ma storybook... while walkin to the CWP i cud sense that she cud be around cwp n i made a random kol! n yea! she was havin her dinner with booboo..ya sia..i olwaes kol u or meet you wrong timing..but i noe u miss me! walaopun expression kau mcm tak excited..hee..i noe u tired luv..=) n yes! i demand a proper meet up too!i was so excited to meet u gal!wen was the last tyme we met u tell me?? lol! ya ya..it was olwaes me..hee.. n I DID WISH U ON YOUR BDAE TEY!..god..hw cud u accused me..i called you at 6 plus in the morning otey..i miss u dearly..yea! i will see you perform one dae tey~ i will come dear..hmm..it has been awhile..anw,glad you are doing great now..happiness is around u can seein2..hapie for u!! =) n i miss ma karma girls. new year? hopefully i can make it gals. lookin forward for it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2053237287277544125?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2053237287277544125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2053237287277544125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2053237287277544125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2053237287277544125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/12/nvr-failed-to-mek-me-smile-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SUc1Yr2z-rI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Szbzp6od-fY/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-999372300344179316</id><published>2008-11-25T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:50:03.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random thots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tymes, you will tend to sit bck n think wat things will be like in 5 yrs tyme..&lt;br /&gt;how you wana handle your life n how you gona be financially n emotionally..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes lot of sacrifices you will have to go thru to achieve wat you want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 yrs old will be around the corner..&lt;br /&gt;tyme past without you even realising it..&lt;br /&gt;but im blessed with wat was given to me..&lt;br /&gt;the pain,the joy=) it juz make me stronger..&lt;br /&gt;n lots of thing tat i still hoping to have in life..&lt;br /&gt;stability..&lt;br /&gt;im just worried bout ma job i wud sae..&lt;br /&gt;i am on mc for about 2 months for minor surgery that i have to go thru at ma feet..&lt;br /&gt;currently im on crutches..but i will never complaint wat i go thru..&lt;br /&gt;this is the Test from Him.. he is testing ma patience n faith..&lt;br /&gt;im strong now..i will nvr forget wat was given..&lt;br /&gt;but at tymes.. i do make mistake..coz still a human..n will never failed to make a mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N wen i am in pain..u gave me someone to ease the pain..&lt;br /&gt;you show me wat sacrifices is...willingness.. n kindness..&lt;br /&gt;you give me someone to brighten up my dae that was olmost dark..&lt;br /&gt;that i almost give up..&lt;br /&gt;well..im not sure whether this will be another test from U..&lt;br /&gt;but i cud see e light ahead of me whenever it came in ma mind n sight..&lt;br /&gt;i juz wish this will be the end..&lt;br /&gt;but if it fall again..it wouldnt be easy..but i will have to swallow..n will nvr complaint coz.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"When You Feel Down Because You Didn't Get What You Want,Just Sit Tight And Be Happy,Because God Is Thinking Of Something Better To Give You. " :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the very first tyme..i am not afraid to hope..&lt;br /&gt;crazziness i muz sae.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;at tymes, somethin hold me back...&lt;br /&gt;e 5min of silence..&lt;br /&gt;n e sudden dwell on e past from u...&lt;br /&gt;that hold me bek from walking forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misses.&lt;br /&gt;enuf saed..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-999372300344179316?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/999372300344179316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=999372300344179316&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the guardian angel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;filled with mother love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;humourous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;pleasant in e eye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sacrifices were made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;touches the heart of beholder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"THANK YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;End werk at 8am from spore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;went to jb straight to pick the patient i wud sae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;having to work at 8pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;12 hours work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;crazziness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;merely to support the family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;went to the polyclinic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;dressing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;e deep wound..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;in tears of pain when they did it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ouch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i juz have to bite the nurse hand to control those pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;went out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the first person i saw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;having olwaes to make a smile upon e face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nicely done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;obedient..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;respect the elderly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nice~ sense of serenity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;spontanious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;will there be another tyme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-6536369115932813871?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6536369115932813871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=6536369115932813871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/6536369115932813871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/6536369115932813871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/11/guardian-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-2133122237463566425</id><published>2008-11-02T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:21:48.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are too pushy.&lt;br /&gt;by ma dearly sis.&lt;br /&gt;went bek to the room.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;make sense.&lt;br /&gt;ma apology.&lt;br /&gt;at tymes..went daes goes by..&lt;br /&gt;it will tend to be too much..&lt;br /&gt;overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;i will.&lt;br /&gt;fading off,trust me.&lt;br /&gt;not appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;temper n ignorance tend to be on top of e head.&lt;br /&gt;socialise level increases.&lt;br /&gt;stagnant mood.&lt;br /&gt;im not weak.&lt;br /&gt;i wont weep.&lt;br /&gt;i wont hope.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt careless.&lt;br /&gt;not even abit,not even at ol.&lt;br /&gt;He mek me stronger now.&lt;br /&gt;im blessed.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2133122237463566425?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2133122237463566425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2133122237463566425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2133122237463566425'/><link 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We dont remember the daes, but we remember the MOMENTS.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Was walking down memory lane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Was walking on the beach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Throttling the feelings of pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Keeping doubts out of reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;==================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Had a look at the sands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The hours when time itself stood still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Could hear distant bells chime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And I was walking while I still stood still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;===================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Felt the heat of the sun beating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Could sense an awe that the past left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saw the sheath of life fleeting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;limpses of what was there were best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;understanding in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;too general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;too deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;too cliche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;having to understand individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;having to blend wit every bit of the individual life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;or emotion i would specify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;possible,but will nvr be easy to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;problems in life is like a shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;we can nvr run away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;e faster we run away from it, the nearer we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;so why waste our tyme? step forward n overcome those problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;coz in e very first place, we create it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;pain,suffering,tears,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;juz for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wen those problem of your vanished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;you can face the world wit your head high up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;matter of tyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;tied by those rope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;mouth was tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;leg was tied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;everything were controlled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;at tymes, someone may push u in those mud n laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;n u thot its a joke.n u laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;the next tyme it happen, it may still be a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;u lie if there no anger buried inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;but you prefer to swallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;juz to show them that you dun really mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;emotionally not involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and they tend to take advantage and repeat it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;you juz blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;explode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;n they sae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;its a joke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;too emotional or sensitive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cool down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;it was nvr been this wae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;not understanding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;theres a line for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;n tolerance..theres a limit too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;===================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;aniwae, tihs is the only wae to vent things out. some may understand n some may juz contract the brow in displeasure.in a word,frown. Well, we cant please every individual in life cud we? Your sae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Manage to stand on those nail still."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&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/1323099284918496291-3972432136134527201?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3972432136134527201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=3972432136134527201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQKNmAfcRUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ue-2L0X_7NQ/s1600-h/hudson-mother-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260922998828582210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQKNmAfcRUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ue-2L0X_7NQ/s400/hudson-mother-main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGER'S MOTHER KILLED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mother and brother of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were found shot dead Friday at a South Side home, and police were looking for a missing child who is the nephew of the singer and Oscar-winning actress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deeply sowie for what had happen. terribly shock upon hearing the news. n th fact that Hudson recently announced her engagement to David Otunga, best known for his stint on VH1's reality show "I Love New York." this unexpected news will not be easy for her to accept the fact. shes a family oriented person and she is very close with her lovely mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-5443946101663037980?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5443946101663037980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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comfy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and lastly, i cud sense your breath..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i step in the house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e warmth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e welcome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im blessed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unfortunately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ma mind went blank..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything went stagnant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a real straight line..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no up n down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n having to realise that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun feel comfy n warmth anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not the house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or is it juz me who tend to get sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the surronding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the environment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or....&lt;/div&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;i hate it wen i juz cant gain e trust from this ppl anymore. i hate it wen i cud sense the honesty, the pureness but i cant hold it for long. i hate it wen you chase wen i ran but u walk away wen i stop n wait. i hate wen i cud sense it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8175545276069809699?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8175545276069809699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8175545276069809699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQABPJTyhZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-_cm3RHke0E/s1600-h/49204466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260205724477326738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQABPJTyhZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-_cm3RHke0E/s400/49204466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQAASsbQpWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XvGH8RTvASs/s1600-h/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me sae this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What gets me through the day.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knowing that tomorrow will be 10x‘s better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what makes me smile....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knowing that Im not alone=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes me different....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taking criticism,hatred,and jelousy from hostile people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes me different....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling what most peoPle dont and crying when most people wont..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I asked you if I was fat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you said yes of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;I asked you if you wanted to be with me forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;you said no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you said no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I had heard too much, and need to leave and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;as I walked away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You grabbed my arm and told me to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;U r not pretty, U r beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The only thing fat, or big, about you is your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;don‘t want&lt;/strong&gt; to be with you forever, I &lt;strong&gt;need to&lt;/strong&gt; be with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;And I wouldn‘t cry if you walked away...I would die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Done.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQARtp7b3BI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jT2SGT93jo4/s1600-h/2687719901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260223840815668242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQARtp7b3BI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jT2SGT93jo4/s400/2687719901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paddle of hope?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i wont paddle the boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i was so worried tat it would sink like it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i was breathless,n i thot i wud die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;well,god is being fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;giving me bek ma life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;giving me the boat to continue ma journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;should i paddle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;or shud i juz depend on the wave tat lead me to nowhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;staring at paddle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;but not having e courage to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i need the paddle to continue the journey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;but i am paranoid tat i wud sink..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;n if i do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i noe i wud be out of breath n ma soul will linger around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;leaving ma body in the isolated island..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;trust is ol i need..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;the paddle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;left untouched....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1323099284918496291-762758312711487174?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SQABPJTyhZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-_cm3RHke0E/s72-c/49204466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-4222222987158021110</id><published>2008-10-22T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:51:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SP6phesVcOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zJ4FLlvLerI/s1600-h/eagle+eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259827807455113442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SP6phesVcOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zJ4FLlvLerI/s400/eagle+eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thumbs Up for Eagle Eye=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;awesome!&lt;br /&gt;lovely action movie=)&lt;br /&gt;went to CS straight from work to book the tix.&lt;br /&gt;reached at 830pm n kol muhd..&lt;br /&gt;he was on his wae to CS.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to buy the tix first while waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;so we have 1 more hours to go.&lt;br /&gt;walk around CS..&lt;br /&gt;drag him to MPH. &lt;em&gt;since u asked me whr i wana go=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few mins he cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;showed him this poetry book. &lt;em&gt;lovely~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we go off. walk around.&lt;br /&gt;we talk alot rather then looking at things around us.&lt;br /&gt;n we dun even realise 1hr has passed..&lt;br /&gt;went in at 940pm..n e movie started around 10pm..&lt;br /&gt;n theres one part of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;that really mek me go =_="&lt;br /&gt;its like a slap on ma face. N muhd juz laugh n give this smile.&lt;br /&gt;so not necessary~ n i juz stop eating those popcorn..=)&lt;br /&gt;but atleast "u noe" now ryte? lol!&lt;br /&gt;there's few msges from ersyad tho i told him im in e cinema..&lt;br /&gt;muhd get irritated.&lt;br /&gt;took ma fone n keep it. =_=' sowie=(&lt;br /&gt;movie ended at 12am..&lt;br /&gt;went to e carpark n he sae he park his car at B1..&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt there.. =S&lt;br /&gt;we look for it..n i know he luper where he park his car..&lt;br /&gt;N i dun believe it will be stolen..&lt;em&gt;crap!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end he recalled..&lt;br /&gt;B2..see~ =) so who is e forgetful soul now?.. =)&lt;br /&gt;so yaa..&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to "susuk"..&lt;br /&gt;scary but they are gorgeous.. =)&lt;br /&gt;i was amazed actually..seriously...&lt;br /&gt;n he sent me home..&lt;br /&gt;LOvely night spent but i dun elaborate much.&lt;br /&gt;coz currently im juz feeling pissed.&lt;br /&gt;DONE.&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/1323099284918496291-4222222987158021110?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4222222987158021110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4222222987158021110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4222222987158021110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4222222987158021110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/10/eagle-was-awesome-lovely-action-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SP6phesVcOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zJ4FLlvLerI/s72-c/eagle+eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-8866090820405347158</id><published>2008-10-08T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:26:18.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Back from the ISO 9001 -Quality Management System Requirements and the OHSAS 18001 - Occupational health and safety management system meeting. today is the official auditing day for our company and i am really tense coz i will be reaponsible for the internal audit. crazziness. but yea. having the responsibility to do it, i have to perform the duty well. n alhamdullilah for half of the dae( half dae jer), it went pretty well. but there's another 2 more daes to go. tu lagi satu masalh.. but nvm..  juz be confident and act like u know everything regarding the company. sometimes its the wae u talk n bring yourself that makes the different.. =) &lt;em&gt;MP=_="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work load has been &lt;/em&gt;haunting me every single dae. seriously, there will be no end to your work..tho u did like half of the task..wen u review ur plate,its still the same load.. so its like a cylcle..it will add on to your plate ever single dae.. without u realising it.. but heck care.. you are not the only one having this life..theres worse out dere..so chill n eat your load "plate" slowly.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;feel tired? juz move your chair to your colleague n talk to them.. or go to your blog n update..vomit everything out~ huhur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;hari rayer celebration? hmm.. only a day was spent..went out with ma family..we dont really went to visit our cousins coz we saw them during the gathering at my grandmother house..so ya.. and add on to ma father couldnt-be-bothered.. n this couldnt-be-bothered sickness is very contagious..seriously sia~ especially to ma family..godness =) but im trying hard to cure this sickness.. tho mcm tak boleh pon ader.. =_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;confession moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single question was answered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vows were made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh and silence was the only replied given&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon hearing the truth..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dissapoinment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; i started this "game"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;swallowin every bit..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;argument was held upon hearing those lies..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dumb me.=_="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvr dwell on the past..yea..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;another confession moment was held..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bliss. nuff saed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just know e ryte tyme to cure  those pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;glad that everything ended in a nice wae..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the more im  running away from ol this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the nearer i am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His Will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sad to sae..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im still running awae from this.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;at tymes, u have your own reason for every step u take..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaaa....hmmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8866090820405347158?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8866090820405347158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8866090820405347158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8866090820405347158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8866090820405347158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-back-from-iso-9001-quality.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-739842378678995610</id><published>2008-10-07T11:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:26:14.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrgqPg8v8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MHoQSGCY_34/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Selamat Hari rayer!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unfortunately i was having a BAD fever on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; FIRST DAE OF RAYER~ =_="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unlucky?. i noe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with my gay voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n ma headache.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but overall.. i had fun! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrf1tSDELI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VYU-IXweDmE/s1600-h/CIMG0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254258029062459570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrf1tSDELI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VYU-IXweDmE/s200/CIMG0856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bongsu=_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrfWFrPLfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lwV7o57bpmE/s1600-h/CIMG0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254257485854748146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrfWFrPLfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lwV7o57bpmE/s200/CIMG0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ma-forever-giving-me-advise in life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one reason y i manage to step in the masjidil haram :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrey7GBL5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/qTmJZV4jQIs/s1600-h/CIMG0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254256881718865810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrey7GBL5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/qTmJZV4jQIs/s200/CIMG0854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 20,19 n 19. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrecXu2SJI/AAAAAAAAANw/iqTL-rbMBxA/s1600-h/CIMG0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254256494269319314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOrecXu2SJI/AAAAAAAAANw/iqTL-rbMBxA/s200/CIMG0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;irritatin but lovable angel. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SOreKeqS-PI/AAAAAAAAANo/gu_3FT0ay5M/s1600-h/CIMG0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-8713091688348549679</id><published>2008-10-03T11:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:40:32.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E gathring moments.(bliss)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of the awesome celebration ive always look forward to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e day when u will meet up with all your love ones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but unfortunately, i dun really had lot of funs with ma cuzin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz ma working schedule..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i dun blame anyone for this..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is working life..ryte ppl?=)~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be frank..i miss ma KL &amp;amp; shah alam(if im not wrong.mcm salah pon ader.tp tkpe.)cuzin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last year was better i guess. more tyme were spent together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeaaa..last year im schooling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.so i have ol e tyme to spent wit them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but Pok Long didnt get to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rayer ing with us last year..again,minus point.=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im looking forward for this year rayer ing bcoz e fact that i cud meet up with ma-once-in-a-year-cuz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously i was hell excited.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but too bad, i was having this irritating headache,ma throat is killing me! i cud not eat or drink those drinks n spicy food..upset ryte? i noe!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEDNESDAE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to ma grandma houz at woodlands(will update e pic soon)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meet ol ma siblings..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ol was like.."ehk! nie ziela??" takk perrluuu...=_="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was like..."haha..yerr~" takkan lahz niek nyanyi dier &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kan(ma grandma)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat some cookies,drink hot plain water(n it feel so sucky to drink it wen the others having ol kind of colourful drink)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i tried, but i start to cough every min for juz a sip of F&amp;amp;N strawberry=_="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to mastora house..n off we go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working. start at 830am till 7pm. coz theres too much work..supposedly it should end at 530pm. so ya. i was kinda excited to go home n meet ma cuzin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rushed home..took e taxi n i reached at 10pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darn tired. ma head juz wana explode. ma throat,worse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from 5am ok..i was so sleepy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but decided to eat and chill with eki,ershad,eqmal,gegel n nani..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;godnoes how excited i was to see them.&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to lido and chill till 4am..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by 2am i was half dead..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dun talk much coz it feels like someone is sitting on top of ma head.headache.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was so weak.but the fact that i wana chill with this once-in-a-year-cuz juz make me stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we ate steamboat.n its like tak cukup2..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i suppose to treat ershad for his bdae, since they suggested lido,den i juz agreed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it may not be e wahlah bdae treat ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it cud be a lameness bdae treat ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it the thots that counts ryte?..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;setahun skali tu..ok per..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the tyme juz doesnt seeems ryte,its olready 1am n there's not much choice..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; almost 7 to 8 plates sia! lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it was just a short chill out i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe becoz i was not feelin well,tats y i dun really had fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n its sucky coz e other tyme u gona chill out wit them will be october 2009!=_="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alahzz..atleast we do meet up n chill..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes, less is more =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feel weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theres a reply but no eye contact.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird wen i always waited for the dae, but it doesnt turn out the wae it used to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird wen u ignore, but every question that i asked, was answered by u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird that im feelin worried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird coz theres tears during farewell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird wen theres conversation, but theres simply no eye contact involve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird wen i caught u staring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feel weird wen we cud be so close but wen we meet up, it seems like we nvr had a conversation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tho we always had it every single dae.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feels weird coz i really miss u hell much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it feels weird that u were waiting for ma comeback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it feels weird that u keep calling for maa return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird coz i dun even noe where it goes wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'goodbye'seems so hard coz i hv yet to sae 'hai' to u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird tat i am affected by it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels weird coz im hurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n it feels weird tat theres much to sae,but less tyme to spent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n it feels hurt to realise that we will meet up for the next coming year.=_="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe i dun show that im excited,coz ma head is killing me at tat period of tyme.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u cud simply tell by ma his/she voice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but god is always fair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe wat happen, theres hikmah ryte. yea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n god noes how much i always waited for this gathering.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n how much i miz u truckloads.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-8713091688348549679?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8713091688348549679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8713091688348549679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;23rd september 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the blessing dae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;maybe it could be this dae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but no one noes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;that's e beauty of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;once the cell phone was answered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;breeze of irritation..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hah,ol i did was for ur own good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here im standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with ma head up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whispering &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to ma mind..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma soul..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont be paranoid like i used to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n i wont get affected by those&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiny miny ouh-please-its-ma-fault-ouh-plz-forgive-me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=_="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wana play this game?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll quit before it get started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not about cowardness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its about how smart u play e game.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma mind start to ponder now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nearer to the exit point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;once ma feet step out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e door will be lock..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n i wont return n beg for the key.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;fortunately,i cud still hold on.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/23rd-september-2008-blessing-dae-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-4315445863353002816</id><published>2008-09-16T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:21:59.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma Lungs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;currently: Having Break in e office =)) 12:12nn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n somehow i feel like sharing bout this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;past few daes..or months i would sae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ma intimacy wit ma family was much appreciated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family bonding was wat i always wanted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n im glad that ol of us are together now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe bcoz of fasting month.. blessed month.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;most of our weekends were spent together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paint the house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and every one of us help out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even this little-2yr old-but-act-like-20yr old-kid brush those walls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he will paint one corner of the house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n mumble to himself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like paham only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and when we approached him n asked "muhd tau paint ker?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he will look at you..and reply ... "aahhh...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n continue wit his 'task'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hee..adorable kid.. muackz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as for me..i will be the corner-gal...i will touch up the corners wen dad finish his part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n ma second sis will kinda help out to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n ma elder sis will be the forever-giving-comment...hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n LASTLY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the boss..Ma MUM! haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she will ORDER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n wen we ask her to help out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there goes the Inhaler..Huhur..n we ol will be like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"tadi takder paper.,..nak tolong jer asthma dtng.."haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ma dad will be "kerjer nak meeeniiiipuuu jer.." haha.. in a joking wae of course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tats y i so loving fasting month..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the beauty of it...oh ya..n we change our main door too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the door that ma parents olwaes dream of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always complain to me how much they always want to hv those glass doors wen they pass those houses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n hearing that juZ mek me wana weep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and Alhamdullilah.. thier dreams became reality=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its juz a matter of tyme..ryte dad? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n im sooo loovingg those doors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mek me wana be home every minute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;k tipu..=_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hari rayer will be a blast i hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i juz cant wait for those moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n im so waiting for ma once-a-yr-meet-up cuzin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im so missingg them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n i cant wait for the last ten daes of the month..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;those period..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every minute is precious.=)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes theres argument in the house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so bad that no one dare to sae anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n the wonderful thing is..it doesnt last for 24hrs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tats one of the most reason i love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no matter how bad it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we will end up gather together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n have those laughter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n im so glad that our family is together as one now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n im prayin hard everydae for this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coz having us together like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;juz make ma life complete..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thx god for this.really.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olryte im gettin bek to werk~ n tomorow im going geylang with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mastura anuar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.yea true anak anuar..huhur..has been awhile..huhur..miz u love!! muahx~ =)&lt;/span&gt; cyaz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4315445863353002816?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4315445863353002816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4315445863353002816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4315445863353002816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4315445863353002816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/ma-lungs.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-965578755015868915</id><published>2008-09-15T16:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:01:31.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ease'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SM4cpGkFnII/AAAAAAAAANg/yXbcx1ho7rs/s1600-h/strength.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246162108395396226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SM4cpGkFnII/AAAAAAAAANg/yXbcx1ho7rs/s400/strength.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*The Strength*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughter for every second&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;till e dae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;worst argument was held&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;individuals ego &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;juz too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;calls were not answered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;msges were ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one moment,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kol were answered once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything was at ease &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;upon hearing e voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;both were trying hard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anger cud last for few mins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it juz hv to stop dere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughter has alwaes been &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;been our companion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we juz cant fight,cud we?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gettin nearer from e place i olways wanted to run away from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Godwill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;u came back.thx u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-965578755015868915?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/965578755015868915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=965578755015868915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/965578755015868915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/965578755015868915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/strength-laughter-for-every-second-till.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SM4cpGkFnII/AAAAAAAAANg/yXbcx1ho7rs/s72-c/strength.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-1503930318443209670</id><published>2008-09-10T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:46:06.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMd1-dvd5zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YgTtugKoXVc/s1600-h/gags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244290007092291378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMd1-dvd5zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YgTtugKoXVc/s400/gags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rotting at home?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;pressure handling documents at work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;cant wait to end classes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;simply bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;here u go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;to make your dae ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;coz this entry juz mek ma simply tiring,pressuring.boring dae BETTER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Singapore , the majority of us live in &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Highly Dangerous Buildings (HDB),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And most people have already got used to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Paying and Paying (PAP).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not only do you have to pay, you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pay Until Bankrupt (PUB).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If that's not enough, somebody still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Purposely Wants to Dig (PWD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and get more from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So what more can you do when you are in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Money Only Environment (MOE)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With the current &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mad Accounting System (MAS),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you are forced to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pay the Sum Ahead (PSA) ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which will leave some people &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Permanently Owing Some Banks (POSB) ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And forced to live on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Loan Techniques Always (LTA) system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you fall sick and happen to be admitted to a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Money Operating Hospital (MOH),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You might be able to use your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cash Prior to Funeral (CPF) fund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are out of luck, you may meet doctors who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Never Use Heart (NUH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to treat you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you will be Sure to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Give up Hope (SGH).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To help ease the traffic, motorists have to pay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cash On Expressway! (COE).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If that doesn't help, they can always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Eternally Raise Prices (ERP) on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; If you don't own a car, you can always make a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mad Rush to the Train (MRT), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR get squashed in a bus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Side By Side (SBS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, under all these pressures, there are not many places we can relax, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not even the good old place we used to go because it has become &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So Expensive and Nothing To See Actually (SENTOSA)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GAGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1503930318443209670?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1503930318443209670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1503930318443209670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1503930318443209670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1503930318443209670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/rotting-at-home-pressure-handling.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMd1-dvd5zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YgTtugKoXVc/s72-c/gags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-3505242528293500933</id><published>2008-09-10T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:49:04.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning weep'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMcyolNg5kI/AAAAAAAAANE/Go5SW7hGZLc/s1600-h/529713084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244215963861182018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMcyolNg5kI/AAAAAAAAANE/Go5SW7hGZLc/s400/529713084.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; morning 'weep'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"it's 05.45am..wake up ziela!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;upon hearing it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"wat?? no!! im late~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;actually not really that late for work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;just that i will be rushing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n i cant take ma own sweet tyme to enjoy e morning breeze =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i realise that i forget to inform ma mum to wake me up at 5am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz e pa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;st few daes i cudnt fast..so decided to wake up abit late..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so ya..n she thot that i still cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so there it goes ma sahur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kept silence coz i noe its ma fault for not informing them =_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i do whine and w&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ne sae i will be late..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ans ask m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a mum y she didnt wake me up..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n theres one point of tyme she SHOUTED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n i was like " ok ok ok..dah dah.." =_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pandaikan..saper suroh irritate? abeh lambat~ :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had ma bath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;iron mA clothes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hang it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pray for subuh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bla bla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n i told ma father to open e weekend coupon for todae.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so why is it 'morning weep' ehk??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was mad coz i need to walk from at the custom for e past few daes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everydae without failed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its like 15 to 20 min walk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fast walk mind you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and when i go home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i nid to do that too..coz of e jam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n wen im home..im like half dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super tiring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tho im super hungry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i juz cant bring maself to eat.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;why i hv to do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;bcoz of..nah..some 'reason'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so yaa..this morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;before i go to werk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i salam ma mum and suddenly i cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;like really cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;coz im tired .. and add up to the mood swing i had recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i told her i cant take it with e change( e reason)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;coz it affect me soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so she console me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;BUT she end it like "Tulahz..mak dah kejot siang2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;krng kalo bangun pagi..blala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;tinggalkan rumah bulat2..blabla..tau kejer pagi..blabla.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;=_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;no mum enuf.not again~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so ya..salam her..kiss her forhead n quickly went off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(if u dun whine..i will stay for a few mins mum. =) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so yaa..went in the car..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;another problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"wheres ma ear piece? i put it in e car yesterday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;astaghfirullaahalazzim ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thats e first thing i did when another prob came in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i noe its juz an earpiece..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i juz bought ma fone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;n i cant afford to lose it ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i did "something"..(will do it whenever im tryin to find ma things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ryte nani? she noes~huhur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;n it really do good.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;guess wat? its in ma mum's bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;she kept it yesterdae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well its a good thing that i found it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;luv u mum~ ur olways dere to help me &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;so ya..reached office at 740 AM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;siang pulakz..haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;but its a good thing..i manage to clear some of ma pending documents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wake up a fren of mine at 8am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 mins more"..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;can bargain summore.. =_='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;nvm..im feelin u..hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;had a few mins of conversation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;few min of laughter.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;n there it goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;n its only in e morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;afternoon n nyte to deal with todae~ hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its not that bad tho after ol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;n i miss home badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;weekend break is much appreciated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e buker ing with ol e family members on the dining table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;with Aqief.. n his cuteness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;us : " sayang mama sampai maner..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Him : "HAAATTIIII~~ "(tapping his heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;n i miz him nw.great. =_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;work has been pretty good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;patience n a pinch of ignorance is much appreciated for nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;looking forward for tonite trawih=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;adios~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-3505242528293500933?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3505242528293500933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-300922722016196818</id><published>2008-09-09T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:43:40.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYnsh8hz0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AK8iVvvo0Fw/s1600-h/wart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243922462099492674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYnsh8hz0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AK8iVvvo0Fw/s400/wart.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYlnp92jQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mEpkePBQpGw/s1600-h/wart.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wal Mart Applicant revealed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Below is an actual job application that this 75 year old senior citizen submitted to Walmart in&lt;br /&gt;California .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They hired him because he was funny.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAME: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenneth Way (Grumpy Old Bastard) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SEX: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Not lately, but I am looking for the right woman (or at least one who&lt;br /&gt;will cooperate) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DESIRED POSITION: Company President or Vice President. But seriously,&lt;br /&gt;whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be&lt;br /&gt;applying here in the first place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz&lt;br /&gt;style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can&lt;br /&gt;haggle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;EDUCATION: Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle management hostility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PREVIOUS SALARY: A lot less than I'm worth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and&lt;br /&gt;post-it notes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m. Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?: Yes, but they're better suited to a more&lt;br /&gt;intimate environment .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?: If I had one, would I be&lt;br /&gt;here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU&lt;br /&gt;FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 lbs.?: Of what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DO YOU HAVE A CAR?: I think the more appropriate question here would be&lt;br /&gt;'Do you have a car that runs?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?: I may&lt;br /&gt;already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes, so they&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DO YOU SMOKE?: On the job - no! On my breaks - yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FI VE YEARS?:&lt;br /&gt;Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy dumb sexy blonde&lt;br /&gt;supermodel who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be doing that now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NEAREST RELATIVE: 7 miles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST&lt;br /&gt;OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?: Oh yes, absolutely.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***Old People Rock! ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GAGS! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/1323099284918496291-300922722016196818?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/300922722016196818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=300922722016196818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/300922722016196818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/300922722016196818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/wal-mart-applicant-revealed.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYnsh8hz0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AK8iVvvo0Fw/s72-c/wart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-3965855851867138334</id><published>2008-09-09T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:33:16.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuming'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYYfMKb71I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RWxdx8WzKKg/s1600-h/anger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243905740239531858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYYfMKb71I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RWxdx8WzKKg/s400/anger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT MOOD : &lt;em&gt;Affected/frustrated over e smallest things on earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no specific reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;juz the mood swing that irritates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;could be the red light that came n made a messed of the whole emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;could be someone who tries to test the patience that has already reaches "over ma nose length".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tryin hard to control every part of the emotions from blowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"month of fasting, controlling e emotions is very much appreciated ziela."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;currently this fuming-every-minute-emotions will end soon when the red light changes to green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this irritation will be overcome sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;having to hold on will make me weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;weepin of anger of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what did i do to calm it down?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stopping maself from communication FOR E TYME BEING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yea i noe its not a good solution,well it is for me. so that i wont get effected over the words that were uttered out. tho it means good. dump?i noe. =_='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and "istighfar" like as much as i can. coz thats e only way to kill that evil who has been stabbing me from inside out. i hate u for life(dont u want tranquility?). n everyone does.i noe.=_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;having to have a friend to let ma anger out. pity u. &lt;em&gt;LOVE &lt;/em&gt;u tonnes coz having those patience to listen to me. every nyte having to dig those ears to listen to ma non-stop-complainin-makcik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thx god for having u back in ma life.i really do. =))) ya, u noe that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but not for listenin to ma only whining of coz=_=". you juz make e dae better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thank you love =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;warmth regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not necessary,i noe=_=")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-3965855851867138334?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3965855851867138334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=3965855851867138334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3965855851867138334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/3965855851867138334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/current-mood-affectedfrustrated-over-e.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SMYYfMKb71I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RWxdx8WzKKg/s72-c/anger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-5161584573786152111</id><published>2008-09-04T16:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:45:00.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. This time round, it isnt ziela updating but ehem,ehem, the cousin. Because shes currently busy doing her work, namely the invoices and etc. kesiann. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you this. This girl uh is so fickle minded seyy. I dont even know how many times i did for her blog. Penat tau layan kan karenah dier. Luckily i aint schooling nor working just yet, but just rot at home, thats why im helping her out &lt;u&gt;sincerely&lt;/u&gt;. No joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is eyy, shes the bestEST cousin i ever had. Like seriously. Shes my laughing gas, shes where i most of the time release my stress. Thanks you girl. Sayanggg deii lorrhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually she didnt expect me to update this but photos. Photos of maya karin's weds. Yes, sebanyak-banyak nye tuu. Obsessi seyy. haha. Ok-ok. I also have my obsession. ssshh.. But of course, i'll pick some. If you want all the pictures, ask from her. nyahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.Ok. Kiter ikot permintaan hati dier. Bongsu katekan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooppss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242081350264491650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-dNt43DoI/AAAAAAAAALc/nqmDWQdwSVs/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242081353873565666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-dN7VVJ-I/AAAAAAAAALk/fevjWdklmqM/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242081352473785426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-dN2HmNFI/AAAAAAAAALs/wBxndYGRz78/s400/GetAttachment05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242081356741279666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-dOGBC_7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Jg7QQrAnlrM/s400/GetAttachment04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242081358685087090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-dONQfJXI/AAAAAAAAAL8/i2NoKHFZEpo/s400/GetAttachment06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242083221892986114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-e6qP3dQI/AAAAAAAAAME/RX8BAYVPTi8/s400/GetAttachment03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242083226124962978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-e66A2TKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f_XKIObGlhs/s400/GetAttachment07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242083226662728786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-e68BD9FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/D6Qyh-uqNLc/s400/GetAttachment08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242083230892108722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-e7LxbK7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/sFmWaN7aEOg/s400/GetAttachment02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Charlow bette!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;♥irfunny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-5161584573786152111?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5161584573786152111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=5161584573786152111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5161584573786152111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/5161584573786152111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL-dNt43DoI/AAAAAAAAALc/nqmDWQdwSVs/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-1338705917706070052</id><published>2008-09-04T12:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:33:11.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL9xcdWZijI/AAAAAAAAALU/lSx7n8zdVNw/s1600-h/maya"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242033225011399218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL9xcdWZijI/AAAAAAAAALU/lSx7n8zdVNw/s400/maya" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haaa..yea! selamat pengantin baru..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya i noe it has beeennn awhilee..=_="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but a colleague of mine juz sent it to me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look at her..happy for her lahz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shes been wanting n waiting for this moment. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n u look perfectly...extremely gorgeous..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love those cake..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simple n sweet is their theme..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excuse me wit the "gua.com" or wateva its writen..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have no idea wat it is.. =_="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love her personality..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simply simple n humble =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 yrs of relationship i guess..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n not a single media knows about it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome isnt it? its juz her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k lahz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ol e best for your future life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hes soooo lucky to have her..huhur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1338705917706070052?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1338705917706070052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1338705917706070052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1338705917706070052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1338705917706070052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/09/haaa.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SL9xcdWZijI/AAAAAAAAALU/lSx7n8zdVNw/s72-c/maya' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2823032232299696555</id><published>2008-08-27T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:30:03.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTmPfIZ8YI/AAAAAAAAALM/LDBOxwYqtIA/s1600-h/we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239065420267909506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTmPfIZ8YI/AAAAAAAAALM/LDBOxwYqtIA/s400/we.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTkItiaMUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SxG1N_DSUBw/s1600-h/mas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239063104852734274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTkItiaMUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SxG1N_DSUBw/s200/mas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fasting will be next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n i cant wait for those daes to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hari raya too=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pics of last year hari raya celebration.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shotage of 2 angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;SITI NOR ZIlLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;SYAZA KAMALIAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Full House is much appreciated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;for this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1323099284918496291-2823032232299696555?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2823032232299696555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2823032232299696555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2823032232299696555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2823032232299696555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/08/fasting-will-be-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTmPfIZ8YI/AAAAAAAAALM/LDBOxwYqtIA/s72-c/we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2136982568365399521</id><published>2008-08-27T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:00:10.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTd0u2CcMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vHhonAlW9IU/s1600-h/tools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056164536348866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QqxWaXZAtq8/SLTd0u2CcMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vHhonAlW9IU/s200/tools.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*iece tools for anger management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun care wat other think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;coz i write wat i feel like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;n whoever think they noe who am i implying to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;one thing i gona sae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" u noe nothing.so dun analysis"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here i am sittin and werkin like hell shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;n there you are watching videos at you tube and doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what crap is this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seems like everything is being pass to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;like wat ISO, GPS, CATCHING N FOLOW UP ON INVOICES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am mad..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silence doesnt mean im not affected.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n "yes" doesnt mean i gona hand it to you on e spot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have ma own task to do to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;n so do you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;simple scanning u dun expect me to do it for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yes i noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;im weak in sayin NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I realised that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wat is this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at first i thot i could help u out WITH YOUR LOTS OF TASK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;u claim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;direct me and demand on the documents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when u saw wat i have to do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im swallowing it down and when i saw wat u r doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its killing me inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im blowing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ma heart is burning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ma eyes is fuming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes..at first i can help you out wit little things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but now i have ma own things to do that wat given by the general manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n I NOE U NOE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one word. PLS COMPROMISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thats ol im askin for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im so frustrated that i just wana weep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;infact i am weeping now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im prayin hard to god to make me strong..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He gave me this job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n wateva shits i been thru..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ader hikmahnyer..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thinking Of HIM, juz make me stronger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz no one could help me out..not even ma parents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i juz need HIM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to make me strong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to make me pursue ma dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz need him to listen to ma sorrowness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma prayers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and im glad He does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ps: havin a thot of HIM juz calm ma anger down. yea. "this is juz a test" . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;                                                    Just Breathe. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1323099284918496291-2136982568365399521?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2136982568365399521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=2136982568365399521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/2136982568365399521'/><link 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term='facinated'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awesome KL trip. 3 SURVIVOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went to KL with ma sis n cuz.three survivor kid. we really explore wat we saw. such a great moment spent. going overseas without your parents guidiance is a Thumbs Up=) bukit bintang,pavillion, petaling street, masjid india, ol kind of lorong and warong and lots n lots of free market=)god~ u can go crazy there..i really love it too much=DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;reached KL at 6am.. walk2 n had our breakfast~ check in at 12noon.. imagine walking around wit your big luggage..maner nyer foreigner jer...hee.. but that makes e journey fun..... rest n went out at 2pm...went out till 3am..catch midnight movie..the stranger...(or can i sae dun waste money on this show?) but inspired by a true story...oklahz..still unsolved. phobia is much appreciated. but no slot for that.too bad~ Puma outlet is another thumbs up..i almost stayed there for an hour.(i so gona purchase once ma salary is up,n im so gona go to KL once again) went to A&amp;amp;W. yaa..has been awhile n i really had fun wit the waffle n root beer wit vanilla ice cream.. ate Ikan bakar(ikan kembong and ikan pari) ate at republic..ol those non-halal food in spore... we tried in KL=D awesome..finger licking~ huhur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;passby e clubs..hmm not that facinated by e enviroment..lookin at the area juz suffocate me..so ya..ma poin of view anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;live band concert was much appreciated over there. awesome performance=One of the bestest moment spent.listenin to coldplay song juz make me wana jump over grab those mic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;however, i juz decided to Sit back enjoy e soothing melody..hee.. lots n lots of places we went to..sheesha cost you barely 15rm..yea~ crazy nite out..seriously..lots of arabian ladies..SUPER GORGEOUS.. juz envy their beauty..but alhamdulillah wit e beauty given to me =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n wherever u step your feet to...theres always a place for you to perform your duties to HIM..they even have a surao at e carpark.. awesome~ a muslim cuntry.thats e beauty of it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;OUH YA..we stayed in a guesthouse.."THE HAVEN" .. n its really heaven..surround wit wooden tops..theres a readin corner..n a snooker.. n u can sit n use e free internet connection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;average n i think i prefer this kinda environment compared to those luxury hotel=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I promise maself that will go to that place again wen i really save up ma 3 months pay n really go crazy over dere.goin alone is nvr a problem for me=)) hee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7031057528786682375?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-2482454213754328434</id><published>2008-08-06T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:15:10.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6th of August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lots of things in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;having to let it out will somehow lighten up the load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;juz wana talk some sense out of maself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;something that will turn u ppl to go like "huh?" or "ouh ok" or wateva your thots would be :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so ya.life has been good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;flowing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tho heard a few unexpected news from beloved family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but hey, this is juz a small test from Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;be strong n hAve Faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;all of us have different kinda problem. n its how u manage to handle it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faith n patience is ol it takes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;STOP DWELLING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no point shouting n blaming others :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;in e end of e dae,u dun get to solve any of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;looking forward is ol it needs to solve e unsolved problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so wat ma plan ahead..haa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seems like i hv step to e right place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n im really thanking god for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n ma faith is gettin stronger right after those daes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n im not gona let it slip away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coz this is wat ive always wanted before,but i was unable to see those lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n wat i did? ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n now,e door is right infront of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im steppin in n lettin go wat i have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n wateva happen, it is for GOOD. n i alwaes believe in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He noes better wats e best for us. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hopefully pursuing back in ma studies works.who wont take those opportunity if its 100% sponsor by e company. yea, we will plan, but in e end of e dae He'll decide. so i juz dunwana elaborate more on it since wat we have now, is juz a plan. n im praying hard for this moment to be granted. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"you will lose something, if u wana gain something" (k e sentence somehow  doesnt sound right,as long as u noe n i noe.tats enuf :P) so yaa..i kinda miss out those moments wit part of ma friends. i mean, i really lose out alot. hmm..sad? of course i am. i do weep for them coz they will nvr b forgotten. n i really miss wat they used to call themselves F.U.N . haa..i really do. ryte from e dae i start ma job. thot of keeping it to maself doesnt seem to work i guess.  coz e moment spent,*Priceless*. well,life have to move on ryte? like ive said, wateva happen ader hikmah =D coz now i met up wit ma long lost friend,out of a sudden we are close now. hes a nice, crazy, full of nonsense ideas to make u laugh like deres no tomolo. thx pal! u did a good job.haha~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;        *Feelin so alive*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-2482454213754328434?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-1695052282395253667</id><published>2008-08-04T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:34:59.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The whispers turn to shouting&lt;br /&gt;The shouting turns to tears&lt;br /&gt;Your tears turn into laughter&lt;br /&gt;And it takes away our fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, this world doesn't matter to me&lt;br /&gt;I'll give up all I had just to breathe&lt;br /&gt;The same air as you till the day that I die&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm longing, for words to describe how I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling inspired&lt;br /&gt;My world just flip turned upside down&lt;br /&gt;It turns around, say what's that sound&lt;br /&gt;It's my heart beat, it's getting much louder&lt;br /&gt;My heart beat, is stronger than ever&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so alive, I'm feeling so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k guess i gona stop updatin ma blog for e tyme being. seriously no time. so ya..n ma tagboard is gone..for no specific reason..n i juz cant be bothered.huhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been buzy wit werkin. juz got a letter of confirmation n theres increment. blessed. increment is one thing..doing a good job is another thing. i really wana continue ma studies since e company wana sponsor me.so ya. hopefully god grant ma prayers~ ive been wanting to do this=) thos lots n tonnes of werk in e office, im enjoyin maself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k see ya~ wonder who still read ma blog.. almost dead.. pfft :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signin off =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1695052282395253667?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-8525762261517253586</id><published>2008-07-16T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:11:10.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;havin ma break now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cant wait to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;goin to A.W again todae :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;gona break ma fast there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wif ma crazziness pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i can be like one idiotic gal wen hes around :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;silence for few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n ur back. fated i believed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;can i go home?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i feel like goin to e gym now.random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ouh tkyah ehk?kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&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/1323099284918496291-8525762261517253586?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8525762261517253586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=8525762261517253586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8525762261517253586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/8525762261517253586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/07/havin-ma-break-now.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7311857727489431329</id><published>2008-07-15T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:29:22.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e pureness of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e crazziness of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e laughter wihout any specific reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e lameness of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e silence without any awkwardness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e purely friendship :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i juz adore e random kol n mit up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;n e fact tat theres no shyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;n watever happen.it's fated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;coz i nvr thot it gona be this wae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;blessed.Godwill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;e ray of light :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7311857727489431329?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7311857727489431329/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-6316340732269620551</id><published>2008-07-14T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:15:33.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;runnin nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i cant taste a single food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i cant smell a single food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;im hungry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i wana go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2 hrs of nap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i need ma beuty sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fullstop. :(((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-6316340732269620551?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6316340732269620551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-1083269639754006763</id><published>2008-07-11T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:03:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;work has been as per normal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lots to catch up with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;invoices..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sales report..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;update stock..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n theres shipment todae and mondae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;means stock coming! hmph..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;settlements...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NVM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it can be done! have &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt; in yourself.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;currently in e office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reached at 740am in the mornin coz few things need to be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so decided to come early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aniwae..went to &lt;em&gt;"ANJUNG WARISAN"&lt;/em&gt; yesterdae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;k i hv no idea where it was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;call ma parents if i cud break fast wit muhd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n be home by 10pm..n they &lt;strong&gt;let me off..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so yaa.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we were thinking of a place to break our fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;amazingly he wana fast too..huhur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im juz paying back ma fasting n coz of its rejab..so ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n i was super tired n told him aniwhere will do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;doesnt really matter..trust me..ma body was aching..lots of work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n he drove me to this anjung warisan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was around 830pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at first i was kinda scared..coz the place was super dark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n i told him.."do u really noe e place?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n another minute..there u go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was &lt;strong&gt;stunned for a moment.. =o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome place..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when u came in,theres &lt;strong&gt;a live music..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e waiter n waitreses will be standing at e entrance to welcome u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lemah badan kejap..hee.. n &lt;strong&gt;ol ma bodyache juz heal!&lt;/strong&gt; haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a man playing an instrument, &lt;strong&gt;'angklong'(k i dunnoe!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n e place is so &lt;strong&gt;ulu ulu&lt;/strong&gt;..kampung kinda environment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;where u have to open your shoes to go in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n u can &lt;strong&gt;eat on top of e tree..(&lt;/strong&gt;haa..i was shock too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vintage kinda restraunt..n u noe i love ol this vintage n homely environment&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love it lotz! thx fren! u juz noe me.. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i ate mee seafood claypot! haa..ouh boring ehk..trust me..its super nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n e price is so resonable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were laughing every minute..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haa..crazziness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lots of thing to talk till we juz decided to have a 5 min break to eat our food..haa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n someone was perspiring..tired of laughing i guess..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i drank carrot juice O..haa..nice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aniwae it was juz a short one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went home around 945pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;old him i wana be home by 10pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so yaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n i drove e car back~ haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n he always ask me to slow down.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thx god..everything went smoothly..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went home..bath..pray..n there u go..zzzzz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im lookin forward to go again fren! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;k yaa..i told u tat :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..its not the quantity that matters..its the quality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tho u spent a min wit a fren.. it will be cherished..friendship juz heal e wound...blessed. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;k get back to work..815am.. :) n todae decided to go home wit dad n meet him at bugis.. coz he was kinda disappointed coz i didnt breakfast wit him..lala..hmm.. :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1083269639754006763?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1083269639754006763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1083269639754006763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1083269639754006763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1083269639754006763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-has-been-as-per-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-2268925229316282522</id><published>2008-07-08T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:57:39.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;away for three daes. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no communication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thot that it wouldnt make any diff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess i was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fingers kept pressing those numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haa. didnt expect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz it was nvr there in e very first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;used to lettin things out i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having someone to hear ur crazziness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no point dwellin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aniwae,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 more dae to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work has been good! but still theres lots to learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;filling? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea..getting a hang of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; god!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; one document &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n theres like 4 different areas that u have to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n dont ever MEMORIES wateve thing that u do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;infact, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNDERSTAND..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz memorising..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doesnt help..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trust me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will juz make things worse! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking forward everydae..amazing discovery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; well i guess thx to ma dearest college,mastura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shes been a PATIENCE tutor.. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sometimes you cant stop ppl from judging and saying anything bout you. and it hurt most wen they used to be your close ever fren. words were thrown as if you juz dun have a bloody feelings. but ol you can do is just swallow and act like nothing happen. well, maybe some may rebel and wat happened next? they will fight n ?...well..i dont see any benefit by doing that. wah! its like a slap on the face. they thot it gona be a moment. juz for e show of it. hmmphh. let them sae wateva shit they feel like saying. action speak more than words. :) disappointment. hurt. yea. those feelin will be for a moment. n it will go off sooner or later. maybe wat happened,it happened for good.having to realise your true pal. :) its ok. shits happen in life. n having a mindset that wateva happen, it has a reason. no point dwelling. coz in a very first place, its not your loss.it juz reflect back whu u are. hmph~ unexpected.*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323099284918496291.post-637412753218785129</id><published>2008-07-01T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T07:50:22.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.MA SOUL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MASTURA BINTE ANUAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest ever moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;having her by ma side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;e most &lt;strong&gt;priceless gift&lt;/strong&gt; god has given me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and i thank HIM for this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;never thot you would shed those tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i love you babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;only GOD knows how much u meant to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;n im sorry for my selfishness.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i swear i will kol u everydae tey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;till u go, " aper lagi ziela??" ouh tk ehk?kk.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;n ya! u look so so much happier n pretty now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;must be tat booboo of yours! 8 months n going strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;really happy for u babe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;this is wat u always wanted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i will always pray for your happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;coz u deserve it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;tho it was just for a short meet up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i really have an awesome tyme wit u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;priceless LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes in life,you find &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a special friend&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;changes your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just by being part of it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;makes you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until you can't stop;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who makes you believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that there really is good in the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who convinces you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that there really is an unlocked door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just waiting for you to open it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Forever Friendship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're down,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the world seems dark and empty,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your forever friend &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lifts you up in spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and makes that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dark and empty world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly seem bright and full.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your forever friend gets you through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the hard times, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sad times,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the confused times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your forever friend holds your hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and tells you that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything is going to be okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you find such a friend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;feel happy and complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because you need not worry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have a forever friend for life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and forever has no end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it has always been u LOVE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Went back home at 945pm after meeting up wit ma precious gal.. :) i dont even feel tired tho there was lots of work since its e end of the month.lots of report to submit. Bottom line is, she juz make e dae lahz..! =D i juz need to let it out n kol one of ma closest fren,alif, regarding this.n show him e pic i took wit gal n told him how much i miss her.I noe its ma fault. =( i was too paranoid at that period of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;known alif for almost 8 years. purely friends. n he always has his nonsense to make me laugh. crazziness! =D this is juz another pal that i treasure lots. Always there to hear me out. this is wat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i always wanted. purely friends n no string attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;blessed with e flow of life im living with currently.=D&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/1323099284918496291-637412753218785129?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/637412753218785129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=637412753218785129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/637412753218785129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/637412753218785129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-1507004789638916856</id><published>2008-05-12T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:20:40.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hey guyz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sowie for not calling or meet up with u ppl. but i swear to god u im missing u ppl!! like every each one of u whu read this. :D i have not been online for a decade i guess.no tyme and juz couldnt be bothered.hee. nolahz. juz dun have the time. been werkin. n wen i reached home.had a talk wit someone..n bum! i went to bed straight. since im having ma break now.juz feel like updating ma blog. juz a simple entry.once again.tak kuasa nak tulis panjang2. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ouh ya. i watched a movie "ayat-ayat cinta". one word to describe it. BLESSED. tho i seldom watched this kinda a movie.but seriously,its such a lovely story. And wateva hardship or pain u been thru, never once sigh or regret. coz He is testing u. how faithful u are towards him.hmm.. awesome show! its the nicest movie i ever watched. so ya! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a few phrases that open up ma mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Firstly, " a person who doesnt supplicate,but He's giving everything tat u want in life to prove to u tat He's still around.n waiting patiently for you to kneel down on Him. but there will one point of tyme, he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will give up n take everything back from u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;secondly, " a person who supplicate,  may not get everything tat they want in life. But He's giving you bit by bit. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He will never stop giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And this not juz not words.its written in the 'Serenity book'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;haa. this is so random ppl. k enuf saed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-1507004789638916856?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1507004789638916856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=1507004789638916856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1507004789638916856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/1507004789638916856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-guyz-sowie-for-not-calling-or-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-4140065598126759867</id><published>2008-04-15T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:50:38.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bliss'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Serenity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Too much thing to share. since i have not updated ma blog for the past few weeks, gona spend quite sometime updating ma blog ryte here. =D first of ol.thx to ma dearest couzin &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IRFUNNY for changing ma skin again. haa. she get irritated with ma previous blog.n she randomly change it for me. thx darls~&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ouh ya. i got a stable job for now. werking as an accou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nt assistant at Novena. thx god for it. been werkin for almost a month n ive learnt alot. invoices. banking. job order. sales invoice. basic invoice. handle customers n schedule appointments with clients. at first i was abit tense. lots of thing to absorb. something tat i learnt in school.but of course. its different . only 40% of what u study helps u. e rest.u juz have to learn n experience it yourself. but of course,this is juz to gain experience. as i still wana werk full time in a bank. much more stable n secured. =D&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;smething happen&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i slept at ma couzin house for almost 2 weeks as i need to renew ma passport. one night, had a talk with ma aunt. juz the two of us. i always wanted to go to a place where u cud sense 'serenity'. but i always keep it to maself as i noe its not e time yet for me to go. but e 2 weeks really change everything. once ma aunt strike those question, " u wana go with us?" i didnt expect tat im really gona go. i thot its juz a random question. but she seems serious. n somehow, things happen juz in a spit second.deep inside me, im so sure that i am going. n im prepared. unexpected.overwhelmed.excited.paranoid. thats feeling i had. mixed. its about time i guess. yea . lots of tears were shed. grandma,uncle,parents. tears of joy.= ) ouh ya. will be going on 30th May. n for some of u, make sure i gona see u in the airport =)&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wen i slept over ma aunts house for 2 weeks. i miss ma family loads. kinda sad they didnt come and meet me. yea. but atleast they did kol. haa. yea. i do miss them k! =D grandma was nice wen i slept over her house. again tears was shed when she heard bout e news.we had an emotional conversation. "Any obstacles tat u GONA GO THRU from now on, juz remember tat He's testing ur patience." tats one of e advise tat was being uttered n till now im holdin on to it. =)&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ifa was trying to help me out wit a job. something that i have interest in. An Art Teacher. haa. in primary school. hopefully things will go well. k gona update soon! miss every each one of u ppl who read ma blog.. really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;current mood : tranquility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4140065598126759867?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4140065598126759867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4140065598126759867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4140065598126759867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4140065598126759867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/04/serenity.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7678700444803664320</id><published>2008-04-07T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:24:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;n short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;im blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the moment that ive been waitin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the moment that i never thot its gona happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;its not as if it wont happen lahz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i nvr thot that it gona happen like now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i juz hope everything will go off well when i return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-7678700444803664320?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7678700444803664320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7678700444803664320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7678700444803664320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7678700444803664320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-n-short.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-4634442170040716362</id><published>2008-03-21T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:15:04.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;im back home! =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olryte..juz had a chat with mastura anuar..one of ma craziest, funny, laid back, cant be bothered sometimes and pweety babe! haa..we were talkin bout anithink under the sun..school,work, n how much we miss each other..n its all because of me coz im buzy wit ma workin life..damn..do i have a choice? i wana earn money. haa..n she start to jog~ chey~ mas jogging? am i hearing things? haa..ehk..tk salah per..healthy lifestyle ehk mas..dah pandai~ haa.. yea..wana achieve those abs huh? can lahz babe..with fathu around..'nothing is impossible! '(sound familiar~haa) but had to stop coz she need to kol her booboo~ =D yea. im so glad that they are getting strong together..so hapie for u gal~ really. u deserve it babe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ouh ya.todae im not werkin becoz firstly,i woke up late. damn! they shud wake me up.i mean ma parents.they went to werk first and left me at home. we are suppose to go together.nvm.i look at e time.its 10am. work start at 11am. shit.im late! so i quickly went to the ladies(ladies?),bath,grab ma cloths,iron ( juz 2 min ironin), pack ma bag, tie ma hair n i dash off~ while walkin,i kol ma dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: "aba! asal tak kejot ela? kan ela dah bilang niari ela kejer. ela lambat seh"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: "ohh alamakz! aba luper lah. aba stuck pat custom skrng.jam terok.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: "huh? alahz. den i juz go maself then.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upon hearing that, i get more irritated as i have to go off to work maself. k it doesnt end dere. i took e cab n i realised tat ma passport is in e car!! hmph~ yes.its in e bloody car. so do i have a choice? i kol raihan n told him wat happen n i cant come to werk todae. so went to city square n buy some apparels! haa.. yea.went shopping. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw, tried to stick wit e jobs tat i had. but dad doesnt approve,so i juz stick wit adidas for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;haa..something happen went i went for an interview in one of this company. met at boon lay MRT station for e interview. n they brought us to the company. theres these 3 minah came for e interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;(during e interview with one of e minah) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e lady: " i saw u before..u ever come for our interview ryte?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e minah: "ya! ya! i did!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e lady: " but u didnt come for the training if im not mistaken.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e minah: " ouh ya i didnt! coz i have something on.." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e lady: "if im not wrong this is ur third tyme comin here ryte?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e minah: "ouh ya~"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;e lady: "k k u may wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha..i burst out laughing sia..i mean..how can u come for e interview again wen u didnt attend e trainin wen u suppose to..n its her third tyme sia! n for ol those three interview that she went, she didnt come for e trainin. n how sure she is tat she gona get the job. and obviously, she didnt get it~ n she start showing tantrum. k its crappy. she start cursing and scolding the in-charge. sayin that shes buyers and should tell her earlier if she didnt get it. i was like.. omg! hey gal! are u nuts? its an interview..if u dun get it..den juz back off lahz. and in the first place u noe tat its ur THIRD TYME. so y waste ur tyme? so yaa. she start shouting and talk to her other 2 minahz bout it. showing ol those "power" tat she had.but wats e used? in e end do u still get the job?..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmph.so e kecoh n crappy. den i was like.. "nvm lahz,try other job instead, maybe becoz u didnt attend their trainin dulu..n they are worried that u gona do it again this tyme.." n she start cursing again.haa.so wat did i do?.smile n juz keep quiet.haa.tak kuaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes, something are juz not meant to be told. sometimes u trust a fren n let everything out n expect it to be between both of u. but it didnt. yea, its gettin out of ur nerve but nvm. since the trust has been broken, there will be no next tyme.simple as tat. pissed? yea i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1323099284918496291-4634442170040716362?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4634442170040716362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=4634442170040716362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4634442170040716362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/4634442170040716362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back-home-0-olryte.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-7565033649344324786</id><published>2008-03-20T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:40:24.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lethargic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hey guyz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i juz change ma blogskin coz its kinda hard to even read ma previous entries in ma blog. wen i went in,i had a hard tyme reading ma OWN blog.hee. but e previous skin was awesome n thx to ma BESTY mastura. yea. n she gona shout at me for changing it. hee. k k deal with me later wen we mit up ehk. haa.. ouh ya!! kinda feel sowie for not attending her dance comp. but i saw ur new blog.awesome! sowie i was werkin gal. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ouh ya. currently im reading a book: PAULO COELHO-Eleven Minutes. great book! its regarding a brazilian girl. who used to be a naive, humble and down to earth. but things started to change when she grow older. she was a gorgeous n lovely angel. But everytime she wanted to commit wit love, she failed to do so.And at her tender age,she had convince herself tat it is a terrible thing,n will juz make her suffer. there she goes.finding fame and fortune on Rio. instead, she became a prostitute. Life started to change by then. till she met a painter who told her that she has "light" in her. n he painted her. but due to her despairing past, she had to put on a test, pursuing her path of darkness(being a prostitute) or RISKING EVERYTHING to find her "inner light"........... haa.. n i never thot that reading really make u feel good. n im starting to read now.haa..weird but true~ nice~ =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;currently werking at Adidas.Tampiness Mall. yea.great colleague.werkin wit raihan( e-i-wana-achieve-ma-dream-kinda-guy)*jaw drop*.Hui Ying(e-blur-but-super-hyper-lady)tho shes blur..she's e in-charge!,Eugene. (e-aww-guy),wan ling(e-ya-lor-i-noe-mah-china-gal) n Sharon(e-mystery-gal) huhur. so ya! but most of the time they will tend to speak chinese becoz of wan ling. she has difficulty communicating in english. aniwae,most of the tyme,we are dealing wit chinese customer.so its ok! ouh ya~ i gona get an adidas shoe for free~ part of e uniform.n u can choose any shoes tat u want.but not from e heritage.hmph~ n i choose a shoes tat cost $164 . haa..n i got it for free. cool kan? =) haa. n had another job currently.tats it.dun feel to elabrate.hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ouh ya. these two jobs tat im dealing wit now will be juz for a few months. earn some money. wen i think im stable,i will go into Standard Chartered Bank. And tat will be ma career life. ya..ppl might be asking..end of studies? haa..no! of coure not..taking a part time course while im werkin. yaa. this is to secure me on a better salary in e future. dad is ryte,i shud start werkin SCB so tat by 20+ yrs old. i have the experience n i get e hang of it.n having a better pay. now its ol about experience n of course certs. haa..80% of ma mind now is bout werkin n money. haa. 'serious?seram siak ako~ haa..' k k enuf saed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;having a handbook to remind me of all e debts tat need to be settle. especially:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bills&lt;/span&gt;. gona used back ma starhub line soon. haa.mcm banyak bende gtu kan..k nvm~ so e first thing to do now.Work! n wait till 31 march 2008. yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ouh ya decided to close down ma friendster. its dead! haa..its rotting n crappy. no point keeping it. n having to verify ol those emails n generate new a/c. troublesome. e best wae is to DELETE~! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;current mood: calm n euphoria =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qoute of the dae : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having a logical plan in life is essential.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*adios~ *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/1323099284918496291-7565033649344324786?l=sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7565033649344324786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1323099284918496291&amp;postID=7565033649344324786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7565033649344324786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1323099284918496291/posts/default/7565033649344324786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sliceoflife-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-guyz-d-i-juz-change-ma-blogskin-coz.html' title=''/><author><name>undefined</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00931930648761765271</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-1323099284918496291.post-2699960878045153633</id><published>2008-03-20T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T03:54:58.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no one can harm anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz each of us are responsible for our own feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we create n build those emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n dun blame anyone for wat we feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"no one loses anyone,becoz no one owns anyone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those familiar conversations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those repeated words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those gestures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those vows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'those' were juz another moment spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hard to swallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those 'light' tat i saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;was juz an imaginary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;naive n weak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n i hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but things started to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n im glad i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well..life have been super tiring for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;having 2 jobs currently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz i wana achieve "it " asap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;something tat i want for so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n i hope i gona have it soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wit ol ma savings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tiring but fun tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz u get to earn money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;spend it on ur needs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n no one can stop u from spending it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hee..but nid to save for "it" tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n u meet new ppl around.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;btw..tomolo mornin im werkin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;till nyte..n im not sleepin at this hour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(-_-)nvm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;most of ma tyme spent were on work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wake up in e morn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;work..(thx god i have a bunch of nice colleague)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;rest n work again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i like tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tyme were not wasted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no more dwelling bout e past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;earning money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tats wat im focusin on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;juz wana sae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss ma karma gals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sorie guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;didnt get to meet up wit u ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;been werkin like everydae now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but will update u guys on ma new no. aite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n seri!! i miss u too babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pri sch besty? haa..ouh tk perlu ehk..k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;life have been simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n im glad it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometime less is more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dad bought a new car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;stream i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;have to contribute $120 monthly for e car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anywae its for our own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n now its ma turn to contribute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yea. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p/s: gal! i change skin coz its difficult to read those entries..pfft! :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ive been watchin a few action movies. nice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n ma spine start to ache back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it worries me somehow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yaa..nid to go for e checkup again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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