<?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-4533944008279883246</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:09:21.266+08:00</updated><category term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>the story goes like this</title><subtitle type='html'>get over it. i give up. fullstop.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4580995959431637392</id><published>2009-08-12T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>My Lecturers have their own FB acc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SoKmUvjet6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AYiUUgs_OCI/s1600-h/kch.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369036581071927202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SoKmUvjet6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AYiUUgs_OCI/s400/kch.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i never thought my opening of final year would be such a mess. i mean seriously, i have tons of assignments and coursework that i have to finish and submit like everyday. Final year project is on weekly submission while my half of thesis must be submit within 20 more days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the progress? i just finished chapter 1. chapter 2, Design and Chapter 3, Construction has not even started yet. But all the materials are just in front of my eyes. Not that i'm being procrastinating, but seriously, i have lots of coursework that have to submitted everyday. With a sudden attendance restricted by the department, i cannot get any chance to escape any class. I don't know what the fish with my department but it seems that this semester, you will see me in every class. Lame and a lil bit geek? yeah, tell me about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before this, we were given at least 3 times quota to escape every class but then i was the one who always escape afternoon class, i rather sleep than showing up at afternoon class. and my classmates are never bother about my attendance cause they know, for some lecturers, i was their favourite student for the friendliest. lol. but this time, when i was just escape one class, my fav lecturer was gossipping about me at the office. and the rumors got into my ear. how fast is that? duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's creepy when most of my lecturers have their own facebook account. like wth? I heard some rumors said that they are encouraged to have a facebook account to ease the bonding and communication with the students. like wth? aiyo. i was okay with that, but did you know what in the earth will happen when they're looking at our facebook? they tell bad stories about everything. About our daily status, pictures, boyfriend and as much as our daily outside life. It WAS creepy. and i decline neither to add nor accept them. As much as i like most of them, i prefer to have a boundary between my student life and outside life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe in balancing in life. As much i study hard to get into this point of life, i also want my life to more colorful, not just plain. Even my parents know about my outside life and they approve it as long as they trust me and i know to take care of my life and limit those things that not supposed to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But with those burden on my both shoulder, i didn't looking forward for my happening weekend like almost 2 months already. And i haven't drop by to the mall for almost 2months too. Guess what, i'll be in Kuching again this weekend. It will be my fourth short weekend there in 2months.And tell me about it, i have only one word. EXHAUSTED! yes, i'm pretty exhausted on flying up and down, from KL to Kuching. As much as i love Kuching as my hometown and being near to my parents, i had it enough. I'm pretty exhausted being travelling for the past 2 months. Its like one week i was there, next week i'll be in KL and another week, i'll be in Kuching again. I hope this one will be the last one. I don't need another one. As my works required me to be in that UITM Shah Alam until i submit my half thesis on 2Sept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My next trip to Kuching will be a few days before Raya. Ah Raya, it's very happyful time for me. Its the most meditating time for me once a year. And i totally forgot that i have to replace my Puasa for another 2days. I'll be replacing it next week. Anyone wants to accompany me?&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/4533944008279883246-4580995959431637392?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4580995959431637392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4580995959431637392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4580995959431637392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4580995959431637392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-lecturers-have-their-own-fb-acc.html' title='My Lecturers have their own FB acc.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SoKmUvjet6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AYiUUgs_OCI/s72-c/kch.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7608497334705729743</id><published>2009-08-03T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>things i've learned abt guys part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man/ Guys/ Boys take a whole lifetime to regret about their partner or the whole thing abt relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't agree? believe me. it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's because 4 of my exs kept coming back for me and regret about everything that he's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and 3 of them, still not stopping from being so annoying with their sweet talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tapi yang, gf suke kamu je skrg.oops.&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/4533944008279883246-7608497334705729743?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7608497334705729743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7608497334705729743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7608497334705729743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7608497334705729743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-ive-learned-abt-guys-part-1.html' title='things i&apos;ve learned abt guys part 1'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1852658483396240672</id><published>2009-08-03T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Friendshipping Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SnXQIVKjcfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pZUyOptgZds/s1600-h/childhood+besfren.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365423372620755442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SnXQIVKjcfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pZUyOptgZds/s400/childhood+besfren.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think it is not too late to wish all my boy friends and girl friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY &lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which fall on 1 Aug every year. i celebrated it every year since high school, at least sms-ing all my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, i spent half of the day with my family. Delicious luncheon at Planet Sambal. And the rest of the day, with my childhood bestfriend, Izzah. We've been bestfriends since we were in Primary 2. We were neighbour when both of our family lived at the complex when we're small. Her family is like my other blood ( closest family) and so does her. I've been planned to catch up stories with her since forever. The last two trips couldn't make it as i came back home for other important reasons. So before i safely landed at Kuching, i already promised her, that this time, we will do potluck and sight-seeing at Damai beach since both of us didn't go to that beautiful place since FOREVER oke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the fact that my family wants to do, our ritual Sunday's luncheon Planet Sambal as usual, my potluck thingy cannot be done because of bot having much time. I've only manage to fetch Izzah at 5pm. We cruised straight to Damai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the rest of story? remain gossips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;thats a secret i never tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;you know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1852658483396240672?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1852658483396240672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1852658483396240672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1852658483396240672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1852658483396240672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/08/friendshipping-day.html' title='Friendshipping Day!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SnXQIVKjcfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pZUyOptgZds/s72-c/childhood+besfren.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1714919135921295412</id><published>2009-07-31T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>oh so episodic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SnHNKl8wQqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dTAIi-OGQJE/s1600-h/6332_1205180808636_1202107904_602377_5706062_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364294213044290210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SnHNKl8wQqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dTAIi-OGQJE/s400/6332_1205180808636_1202107904_602377_5706062_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as you can see, i'm not much into blogging right now. i surf the facebook only when i have the mood. usually i don't have the mood. i haven't go to the mall for almost a month now. but i still go to cinema like almost every week, try to catch up most of the great movies. i just don't have the mood for anything. i don't have the mood to shop, to meet people, to spend my money. i just don't have the mood to go out of the houses. i rather stay at home, cooking, watching movies and sleepoing for the rest of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so here am i, declaring myself, yes i'm not a regular blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm in kuching right now. the third consecutive homecoming trip- in 2 weeks gap so far. and the second homecoming for month of july. it feels so good when you have the power ( not forgetting, surrounding ppl are so generous to pay the airfare) to go back anytime you like. i considered my fate has turned to be lucky since the past few weeks. as the uitm se-malaysia has been closed for one week in relation of H1N1 thingy, most of us spoke out almost the similar opinions that the sudden holiday is totally a burden to us. in relation that we are busy submitting first and second assignment, the weekly submission final year project, and start preparing thesis, all the work has to be postponed which means more work have to be completed in shorter time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;grrrrr.. *tensi tensi* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so when my brother willingly to pay my airfare, i jump on the air and bought today's 7am flight yesterday afternoon on the dot. i told myself, i really need this one. i really need to come back home to fulfill my leisure business. i miss the white beach so much as i didn't have the opportunity to drop by during the last two homecoming trips. so i already plan sight-seeing at damai this weekend with my childhood bestfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cant wait. woooot woooot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;p/s: psssst. i miss both of you. Cik Nur Dahlia Fauzi and Cik Nurul Hanis Adzlan. so much oke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;youknowyouloveme.&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-1714919135921295412?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1714919135921295412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1714919135921295412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1714919135921295412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1714919135921295412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-so-episodic.html' title='oh so episodic'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SnHNKl8wQqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dTAIi-OGQJE/s72-c/6332_1205180808636_1202107904_602377_5706062_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1024921109231050640</id><published>2009-07-11T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Bio-Nik oh Bio-Nik!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yes, last two weeks, i'm stalking Norman at his office and i plan to do it again, some other time. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i'm soooooo head over heels over this guy, Kamal Adli. he's cute enough for me. heh. and one thing for sure, i never miss out even an episode of Bio-Nik at TV3, every Monday at 9pm. and trust me, it's been a looooooooooong time ago i never had this butterfly crush feeling on some male celebrity. the last time i recall, it was with Amer Munawer and Norman Abd Halim. And i heard he's with Intan Ladyana. &lt;em&gt;( i sgt jeles oke?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out latest issue 1st July of Remaja, he's looking so cute oke. I 'm trying hard to find that picture in the internet so i can copy and paste here but luckily i cant find any. &lt;em&gt;So korang beli je lah Remaja, tak pun belek kat MPH or kedai buku biase tuh. hehe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my other boyfriend whose driving Mazda RX8, just confess that he's already had his dream girl. I'm so heart-wrenching oke? &lt;em&gt;patut lah lepas 5 bulan baru nak call? haha. boyfriend lah sgt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ignore this post, i'm just dreaming to be his girlfriend. heh.&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/4533944008279883246-1024921109231050640?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1024921109231050640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1024921109231050640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1024921109231050640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1024921109231050640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/07/bio-nik-oh-bio-nik.html' title='Bio-Nik oh Bio-Nik!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5579675344835048515</id><published>2009-07-11T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>oh! Rainforest tak jadi part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know. I know. I'm a loser for having boring night at home while half of Kuching people are in Damai for Rainforest Music festival and here i am, updating my blog. Well, at least i have lotsa of time to update my blog right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually the main reason why i'm spending short weekend in Kuching is for attending that Rainforest. I even have free tix in front my eyes but i was advised not to go, as that crowded event might infected anyone with H1N1 as they are soooooooo many foreigners from everywhere coming to town attending that event. So i chose to be a loser this year. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But my big bro, yes, indeed is going with his bestfriends all over from KL coming to town to attend. *benciiii*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yes, last week, my gfs and i went to Ulu Yam for restless mind gateaway. and yes, i was soooo thrilled. And we thought want to this activity at least once a month. As i was bored with our usual late night exercise and weekend at shopping mall. At least with this gateaway activity, three of us can show off cooking skills as everyone love to do potluck. And fyi, i did lasagna for my first time pot luck and luckily, i got a lot of positive critics. Yahoooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my sister even suggested us to do barbeque at her house anytime. uh that one, i need to discuss more with them and hell yeah, i'm so excited. My relationship with my sister is much better right now. We stand for each other. It's like we laugh, we cry, we argue and we make up. Well, both of us are siblings right? You can never cut off blood line for some bullshit thing right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;iknowyouloveme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-5579675344835048515?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5579675344835048515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5579675344835048515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5579675344835048515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5579675344835048515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-rainforest-tak-jadi-part-2.html' title='oh! Rainforest tak jadi part 2.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-8309285420859968610</id><published>2009-07-11T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>oh Rainforest tak jadi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SlijCHfmBCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z4W9nit2Jto/s1600-h/090627_175517.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357211013523833890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SlijCHfmBCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z4W9nit2Jto/s400/090627_175517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quick updates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last month i went to Urbanscapes with Ikha and Han. It was a last minute plan. I got free tix, so i thought maybe i just want to look around of what the event is all about, as i'm not that into indie thingy. (plus, do you think i will buy rm35 tix for nothing?). It's not that i don't support local music scene, i do. I worship Pop Shuvit since they having a featuring song with Ramli Sarip oke?Just before they attract the Japanese crowd. I listened to Hujan's music since Noh still with M.I.X. before he decide to leave 'em. I adore Meet Uncle Husin's lead vocalist, Lan for having such a suitable voice for all song they wrote. Since i have that free tix, i can access to all area even backstage but nothing's excite me cause i don't know anybody. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I even &lt;em&gt;terlepas &lt;/em&gt;Pop Shuvit performance art X-Lawn and Yuna cause i was head over heels at the boutique/booth. I superloveeee the red shining star long sleeve i bought and two John Grisham's book which i did'nt have time to read up until now. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But above all, i kinda like this event cause i have other options whenever other indie band which didn't attract me much while they are performing, i still can go watch other street performance, window shopping at vintage booth, and sight-seeing at art booth. One thing for sure, i will mark my calendar next year for the next Urbanscapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: i love Pesawat. their music rock my day! ( i mean that day!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-8309285420859968610?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8309285420859968610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=8309285420859968610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8309285420859968610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8309285420859968610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-rainforest-tak-jadi.html' title='oh Rainforest tak jadi!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SlijCHfmBCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z4W9nit2Jto/s72-c/090627_175517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1553654639075582833</id><published>2009-06-15T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Dean's, i love you STILL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yes, my result finally came out last Thursday. and i'm still maintaining my Dean's List. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and nothing excite me about that. even my parents didn't much excite about it as the result didn't suprised them much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ya lah kan, kalo every sem, dapat result range tak pernah lebih dari 3.60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;what else that you expect, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, i have new aim for new semester. i want lessen my social night every week (can i? erk!) and i want to be more focus on my study. NO more skip classes. (but it is in my gene, already!lol). i'm aiming to get 3.65 and above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1553654639075582833?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1553654639075582833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1553654639075582833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1553654639075582833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1553654639075582833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/06/deans-i-love-you-still.html' title='Dean&apos;s, i love you STILL!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6920491717182952383</id><published>2009-06-15T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Pengakuan seorang kaki shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last three weeks, I went to Sg Wang with Hanis to accompany her to do some necessary shopping. and i end up bought a yellow chiffon blouse. I simply love the simplicity of the blouse. Then i bought two new shoes, brown gladiator wedges which i only wore 2 times as it kills me feet, and a pink ballerina shoe for going to the class. Then last two weeks,my gfs and i went Jalan Telawi 3,Bangsar and i grab this green tube dress as it fits my cup B size and as fyi, it is so HARD to find tube dress that fits my cup B size well. and i love love love it so much as i don't want to wear it as for now. Maybe i save it later for some special occasion. and my mind cant stop thinking how delicios chicken&amp;amp;bacon sandwich at San Teri Cottage@ Bangsar Village. I'll drop by sometimes for next time hi-tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and last Saturday, my sister wants me to bring her to 70% Parfume Warehouse Sale at Kompleks 3K during lunch hour. As i am searching for some new parfume (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the last time i bought was a year ago, and now that i realized i am so out-dated in parfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;), i agree to bring my sister along. And it was not full crowded as the Friday before. And unfortunately, all womens parfume were sold out. It was hella crazy sale whereas all the parfume which is above rm150, they sold on rm60, rm65 only. NO, it was not even expired parfume they sold, but it was all the lastest parfume and had another 3,4 years expiry date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last minute they put out Escada eau de parfume and i'm lucky that i can grab as soon as i can. 30ml for rm60 is worthwhile, isn't it? My sister bought 2 parfume for her husbands and she spent rm 400 only for Anna Sui cosmetics. She even paid for my parfume and bought me, a new blue-turqoise fluid eyeliner and red lip gloss from Anna Sui, which i simply love and adore it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks kak, i love you more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, my sister asked me to bring her to Cat Whiskers boutique at ss15. I don't have the chances to go to Cat Whiskers at Bangsar the other day as they closed very early on Sunday. and guess what, i spent another rm10o ++ there as i caught my eyes on Black Knitted Jumper ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;which i always desire, i even asked my friend in London to search for it, i love it since i've addicted to Gossip Girls style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;), one shoulder blue blouse and a yellow belt. Now, i love to match any Yellow and Black. Maybe it's out-dated for you guys but i'm loving it. I think i looked better in Yellow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and all above have made me to procrastinate over buying my aim handbag. that Forever 21 handbag. I want to buy it, but i couldn't have chance to go to OU or Pavilion as the stock is only at both stores. So how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm flying to Kuching for short weekend this Friday to settle about my thesis. and I can't wait to ask for my allowance from my superparents as the new semester is coming around the corner. yay! which means new clothes for new semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6920491717182952383?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6920491717182952383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6920491717182952383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6920491717182952383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6920491717182952383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/06/pengakuan-seorang-kaki-shopping.html' title='Pengakuan seorang kaki shopping'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6049527161435257155</id><published>2009-06-05T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Anas Tahir and Akbar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something tickles me today. Something that made my Friday, a Goody Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recommended by my office-mate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFHrAsTwqbk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFHrAsTwqbk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was by Anas Tahir ( adik Faizal Tahir ) and part-time rapper, Akbar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was super hilarious and make me laughing all the way to 3 floors above can heard me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;U can browse under his name in YouTube and they surely will entertain you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause now that my boss besar, boss kecik takde kt ofis. I've enjoyed most of the time watching all their videos. and oh yes Anas, i'm a big fan of you already. Keep on being superduperstupidfunnylooking face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6049527161435257155?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6049527161435257155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6049527161435257155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6049527161435257155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6049527161435257155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/06/anas-tahir-and-akbar.html' title='Anas Tahir and Akbar'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7218314652243530534</id><published>2009-06-01T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>glad =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm glad everything between my sister and I is already over and i love you too, kak. I know you're too lonely without me in that house and i understand why you keep make my life is not easy while i'm away. i love you and i'm glad you love my special cupcakes for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i still have another problem. i can't help myself when somebody lie to this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, this face! i have always remind her not to take care of my feeling and just telling me the truth.yet, she still doing the same thing and now we've become so suspicious. but then, thats her life that we're talking about and so, we decide just to remain silent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i hate when i'm having period by the end of month. i even can't walking for too long, i lost my appetite and i have to sit for all the time. shitness! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: Ina will be spending her weekend with her family at Perak while Liya will be celebrating his daddy's bday on this weekend. So i plan to spend my weekend with my best buddy in the world, Mui. I can't wait watching movie and spend the day with him with lots lots of crap talk. Love you, buddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7218314652243530534?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7218314652243530534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7218314652243530534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7218314652243530534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7218314652243530534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/06/glad.html' title='glad =)'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5335901259684582151</id><published>2009-06-01T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>dewa tido dah dtg !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I promised with Ina that we're going out as usual. After fetching Hanis, we're headed to OU around 3.30pm. As soon as we landed in OU, we went to find ATM machine to take out money. My hand are so 'gatal' to check if any money are in other bank card. Suprisingly, almost 1k are in that accound from zero amount. I think i know who bank in the money and i would please to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I L O V E Y O U whoever you, tq love love "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;which means someone had bank in my allowance for this month. So without hesitate, i take out a few hundred which i think enough for my expenditure just for the day. So we went to crazy sale at Padini and i fell in love with this pink ballerina flat shoe and brown gladiator wedges and i grab them as soon as i can. People are so crazy grabbing this and that and the galdiator wedges is the last stock they have. Then we went to find something for Iliya's bday. and i went to my aim handbag shop, Forever 21 and plan to get my adored handbad next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Slowly, i don't want to spend my money in fast and furiously. I want to learn to be patient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then, we ate at Carls Jr and order Beef Chilli Cheese fries as usual. My sister later called me to accompany her to my aunt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; majlis doa selamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; as her husband stuck in Melaka for something. So i asked Hanis to accompany me as we had another plan to hit our usual club at late night. We went to my aunt's house at Putra Heights but we were suprised to see there are not so many cars. We call my aunt and guess what, she blamed us for not reading her message properly, as they were having the event at her 1st ex-husband at Tropicana Indah. So we change direction from Putra Height to Kota Damansara. The house is very beautiful, with 3 storey height and large space for garden and pergola. It didn't suprised me as the cost for the house is almost 3mil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I told my sis that i won't be long as i have some matters with my gfs late night. She agreed that she didn't want to be pretentious there for longer period, so we make our move. I have a lot of cousins, we used to travel together and sleep over to each other place when we're small, but as we grew up, we tend to forget each other's face and name. We're like " oh see, so you're the one who's this and that when we're small". So the bond has already became weaken as everyone has their own life. People change and move on within time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We hit Blanc with H, I, K and W. Poor wawa, he can't get in as he's still under-aged. The moment we walk in, four consecutive songs are our crazyyy song. And as the time flies, the songs getting bored and it made nausea and it made me red-eyes as the smoke is too heavy and too poisonous, i would assume. So most of the time, i went to toilet and making sure that i didn't pour out in the club. I know H is disappointed with me but what to do, i think i'm going to be sick in the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My instinct is right as i slept at 6am til 7pm. i woke up, and buy something for dinner and dozed off again at 12am. crazy isn't it? today i woke up at 8.15am with restless body and mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dewa tido dah datang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I miss my parents and other half family in Kuching. So i'll be at Kuching for short weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;19/6, Friday til 22/6, Monday. I'll be there to send my result ( which will be coming out next week, *finger-cross*) to my scholarship company and meeting with some important people who will help regarding my final year thesis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I want to pray for my final result and still hoping better result than the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and still maintain my first class degree. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-5335901259684582151?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1082689717465368264</id><published>2009-05-27T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>org nmpk seluar dalam kite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as i get to know better my own housemates,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they tickles me a lot with their darkest secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we shared on how we love to send laundry to the same laundry shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheap, and very scented (clothes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;means baju kite sangat bauuuuuuu wangi lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and GUESS what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they send their undergarments together with their other clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like wth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah, it's not wrong to do it but &lt;em&gt;hey, tak malu ke org lain pegang lipat undergarmenst kite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but then when i think over again, despite the nature of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;die mmg sgt selambe kott. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i recall back during my high school, MRSM, every week we have turn to send laundry for free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;twice a week. so i stil remember how naive i was back at early teenager. i still don't know how to do my own laundry so i totally forgot to separate my own undergarment with other clothes. so, i accidentally had sent undergarments in my laundry. and the sisters who worked at the laundry hang my undergarments just outside the laundry so that the boys will see free show. and i still remeber my friend asked&lt;em&gt; " sape lah punye tu ek?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i confidently said, " Ntah." but i was so ashamed with that incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but till now, no one know. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: i'm still young to study in boarding school that time. i was a spoiled kids and everything my mom did for me. so experiences in boarding taught me about life a lot. i am more independent that 8years before.&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/4533944008279883246-1082689717465368264?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1082689717465368264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1082689717465368264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1082689717465368264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1082689717465368264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/05/org-nmpk-seluar-dalam-kite.html' title='org nmpk seluar dalam kite.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1978703969066933307</id><published>2009-05-27T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>how to make money grow like tree?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember how i blog before about my determination to make extra money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhh. i don't even try any of those methods. i still spend my money &lt;em&gt;effortlessly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still spend it without growing it. in fact, i even take out my fixed deposit money&lt;br /&gt;to cover my&lt;em&gt; endless&lt;/em&gt; expenditure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i realized i've spent it big amount in shorter time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn how to spend it wisely. but how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekly petrol&lt;br /&gt;daily food comsumption&lt;br /&gt;weekly top-up for both maxis and celcom&lt;br /&gt;weekend outing with gfs which include&lt;br /&gt;-movie&lt;br /&gt;-lunch,dinner and supper&lt;br /&gt;-petrol and toll&lt;br /&gt;-auto parking payment for every mall we went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about new clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see many new things in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;just a few, as far as i concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i badly need new handbags.&lt;br /&gt;i had caught my eyes on one handbag from Topshop and Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;and NO, this time i cant buy GUESS items as i have to cut cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with handbag from Topshop or Forever 21,&lt;br /&gt;at least i cut cost half of GUESS prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL, i need some new clothes and a new handbag please.&lt;br /&gt;my allowance will be out late that i expected.&lt;br /&gt;so, i need to save some money for later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and can anyone please help and tell me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is there any method that can grow my money with using any effort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like i can put my saving at some place and it grow itself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it increases maybe 10% of my saving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and OMG!! my result will be out this 11th JUNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*finger-cross*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and praying,praying and praying for good things happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1978703969066933307?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1978703969066933307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1978703969066933307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1978703969066933307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1978703969066933307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-make-money-grow-like-tree.html' title='how to make money grow like tree?'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3178362072247617997</id><published>2009-05-22T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>causes of neglecting the blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be gone for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'll be back for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me. for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: trust me. i just need space and time for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-3178362072247617997?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3178362072247617997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3178362072247617997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3178362072247617997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3178362072247617997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/05/causes-of-neglecting-blog.html' title='causes of neglecting the blog.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6100909997945863401</id><published>2009-05-18T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Open New White Book, Close Old Black Book</title><content type='html'>Finally i update my blog. After a long long break.&lt;br /&gt;besides hectic daily routine, study week and exam fever,&lt;br /&gt;i think i did my job so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm on my 2nd week of practical training at NHF Consult just like last semester break.&lt;br /&gt;My big boss till in London for our current project at Pusat Pengajian Islam at Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gile bapak best kan? kalo aku tgh permanent kt ofis ni skrg, mmg boss da bwk bcuti g sn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he's still there, which means he's not yet meet me and the rest of new practical students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit i am kinda lost in life now but i just think i need space and time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my old posts and still figure out how to hide them.&lt;br /&gt;I still on my lunch hour. So, i think i catch up with u guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6100909997945863401?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6100909997945863401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6100909997945863401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6100909997945863401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6100909997945863401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/05/open-new-white-book-close-old-black.html' title='Open New White Book, Close Old Black Book'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4932904303702469117</id><published>2009-04-10T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>latest obsession =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJrayQhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PJbwNCSf2iU/s1600-h/090410_191813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323058113244447250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJrayQhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PJbwNCSf2iU/s400/090410_191813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJVte8eI/AAAAAAAAAPY/h0v8I-C0NPI/s1600-h/090410_191829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323058107417293282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJVte8eI/AAAAAAAAAPY/h0v8I-C0NPI/s400/090410_191829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJXg7GJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hlxJjXvu4es/s1600-h/090410_192455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323058107901483154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJXg7GJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hlxJjXvu4es/s400/090410_192455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought that i only want to spend a day with my family, resting at home with my baby as i have to struggle hard for finals during this one week of study week. But i end up spending another night at home, as i miss my baby so much. I love baby-sit him and i couldn't care less saying NO to my club activity as i love being with him all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's my latest obsession. My jantung pengarang hati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart, soul and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's Halim Armand Halida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now i'm resting with him, while online and watching OIAM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4932904303702469117?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4932904303702469117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4932904303702469117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4932904303702469117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4932904303702469117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/04/latest-obsession.html' title='latest obsession =)'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9NJrayQhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PJbwNCSf2iU/s72-c/090410_191813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1050196127828760587</id><published>2009-04-10T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>QS Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9Bhi5w11I/AAAAAAAAAPI/8bT6emldug0/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323045329135785810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9Bhi5w11I/AAAAAAAAAPI/8bT6emldug0/s400/DSC01318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9BhQe9XJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eskK9IB54wU/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323045324191521938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9BhQe9XJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eskK9IB54wU/s400/DSC01317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9BhG2etpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/pzLqpyWMMF0/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323045321605822098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9BhG2etpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/pzLqpyWMMF0/s400/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9BhKHaCbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7f-tmPHjXjQ/s1600-h/DSC03784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323045322482125234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9BhKHaCbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7f-tmPHjXjQ/s400/DSC03784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here some photos on QS Night@ diner at Wisma MBSA last Tuesday. The theme is retro, back to basics. And you know, myself being Arloon, i just follow the theme and pull off in my own way. And they did want to award me as The Best Dress of the night but i don't feel good about it as i was one of the high committe behind my department and of course, the dinner as well. So i gave my decision to them that the gift should be proceed as the lucky draw. I know how kind i was but i think i did the right thing as i went up to the stage twice for Dean's List and the first lucky draw. So i don't think i need another publicity to go up stage for third time, for the Best Dress Award.But obviously, i'm the only one who follow the theme. Yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My last lecture week was just over and finished with extreme stressful week. Everyday we had assignments to be submit and test to do. But i'm glad i get through this week with success. And yet, i still have time to manage that QS Night during last minute and get to watch Fast&amp;amp;Furious last Wednesday with Leeya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;From what i watch, i can't say nothing. Speechless. Best from the best. Vin Diesel looking so macho and manly as usual. And Paul Walker, extremely hot. And the cars? The cars sound do make me jump off from my seat for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blogging didn't fancy me these days. I don't know why. I just don't have the time i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i'll be away for a month, for finals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i will be back for good and some fun fun fun, y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then. You know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ex-ow-ex-ow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1050196127828760587?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1050196127828760587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1050196127828760587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1050196127828760587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1050196127828760587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/04/qs-night.html' title='QS Night'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sd9Bhi5w11I/AAAAAAAAAPI/8bT6emldug0/s72-c/DSC01318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4853730654749147362</id><published>2009-03-30T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Blanc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SdDMDn26ztI/AAAAAAAAAOg/s9Mab7suURI/s1600-h/n1202107904_422982_6983270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318975522535558866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SdDMDn26ztI/AAAAAAAAAOg/s9Mab7suURI/s400/n1202107904_422982_6983270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SdDMDGK_6CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/BaDXk4a5HzU/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-1b24a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318975513492973602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SdDMDGK_6CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/BaDXk4a5HzU/s400/PhotoFunia-1b24a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kudos for new revamp Blanc!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good music. (they had changed the spin into our fav) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good people. Nice weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4533944008279883246-4853730654749147362?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4853730654749147362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4853730654749147362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4853730654749147362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4853730654749147362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/03/blanc.html' title='Blanc!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SdDMDn26ztI/AAAAAAAAAOg/s9Mab7suURI/s72-c/n1202107904_422982_6983270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3623471821301980055</id><published>2009-03-26T10:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Confession of Shopaholics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Scrw1_dT4vI/AAAAAAAAANw/pRAyScrCzkg/s1600-h/2485828126_7295a0a0ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317327120422396658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Scrw1_dT4vI/AAAAAAAAANw/pRAyScrCzkg/s400/2485828126_7295a0a0ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing interest me much this past two weeks. except double-triple assesment test during weekdays. Apart from that, i am anxiously excited to watch Shopaholic which i have been waiting for a few months. And i heard some good recommendation on Talentime by Yasmin Ahmd. Next will be Fast and Furious: remake starred by Vin Diesel and Paul Walker (ouch! extremely hottt! and dangerous) and He's Just Not That Into You by Jen Anistor, Scarlet Johannson and Ben Afflecr, wrote by current fav Love author. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't care who will accompany me watching movie this weekend but i surely can go watch on my own as i'm dying to watch those movies. Talentime and Confession of Shopaholics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh.. begini la nasib ku yang dah lebih 1o bulan single.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dalam minggu ini, aku asyik terlajak tdo je. Kelas kul 8.30 pagi, bangun tersedar pukul 8. 50pagi. Jangan salahkan aku bulat2. Salahkan org2 yang tak anta mesej pagi2. Atau salahkan aku kerana tak mempunyai bf smpai sekarang? haha.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Talking about love and relationship. All my gfs are already single except my coursemates which are happily attached to each other. I'm never been fussy before but I don't simply accept the boys either. I'm in the middle. I can say that me exs are so-so lah. But after what i have been through, i certainly think that i must choose my next guy wisely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would be a liar if i said for the past 1o,11 months, i didn't miss a single thing about being in relationship. I do miss those. I miss whenever someone take care and kepohchi about where i have been in 24/7. I miss someone controlling my life and my social activities. But sometimes in life, we do must have a single moment in lifetime. Sometimes we do want to be alone in lifetime. I can confidently say that during this duration of my my life, is the moment where i just want to be alone. I don't even find a guy to be my free-time scandal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont even bother to reply some strangers texting me. I just dont have the heart. I'm heartless. and yes, kanye west wrote and dedicated the song for single girls like me. I like being myself for a while and do crazy things with my gf. I mean, CRAZYYY! and tell me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At one point in my life, i honestly think that i'm no good for guys out there but if i was thinking about it over and over again, i'm not that BAD girl like mostly girls. I certainly never smoke and drink but i spent a lot. BUT using my own money and i never ask or use or my ex-guys money, instead i'm spending a lot for my exs. Sucks isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My ex is celebrating his bday this weekend with his gf and not like last year, his gf didn't even bother to come home during his bday, instead i'm spending the whole weekend with him. Yeah, i was happy but the ending was sucks and extremely unacceptable. Do you believe in karma and what goes around comes around? I do believe it's happening to me and i never believe such things happen to the one who doing the bad things to me. People surround me never been fair to me and sometimes i think why life always be unfair to me? tell me abou it. You never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the rest of this weekend, i have plan to watch Confession of Shopaholics and baby-sit my new sunshine, Halim Armand Halida. I couldn't care less about anything else. Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4533944008279883246-3623471821301980055?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3623471821301980055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3623471821301980055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3623471821301980055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3623471821301980055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/03/confession-of-shopaholics.html' title='Confession of Shopaholics.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Scrw1_dT4vI/AAAAAAAAANw/pRAyScrCzkg/s72-c/2485828126_7295a0a0ea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6766592647636748602</id><published>2009-03-16T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>i'm a nanny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sb3BI9m0PgI/AAAAAAAAANo/M3-ACUXNHyc/s1600-h/n683683605_1433822_4591593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313615495087537666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sb3BI9m0PgI/AAAAAAAAANo/M3-ACUXNHyc/s400/n683683605_1433822_4591593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;omg. scarry nyer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know. I know. I've been neglecting my blog for such a long time. It's not that i don't time to blog but my life is just typically plain same but just different days. I used to blog everything but now, i don't have such passion or nothing interest me to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My weekends are just the same. Late night movies with gfs but last weekend, interest me much. We're kinda of having this sleepover at Eina's. We're just too bored to do our usual routine so we want to do slumber party instead, eating, gossiping and watching dvds. Dahlia said my choice's St. Trinian's is plain bored. But for me, it just kind of interesting and different from common movies. Nevermind, she's always fall into movies with hot guys like The Covenant. uhh..wait! I love that movie too. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday, i'm officially attached to a boy. Yes, he's my new sunshine. He cheers up my day and make my life- such a whole brand new life. He was born at exactly 10.50 am at demc. He was my new baby boy- nephew. I cant upload his pic as USB port is not with me. His name not yet have been decided but i'm kinda like his name to be Raiyan Nufail Halida but they still decide whether to put Halim Raiyan Halida or Halim Armand Halida. When i got to spend with him yesterday, my heart tells me not leave him. I was hesiatate to go back to UiTM. He likes to be in my arm all the time. Everytime i wanted to put him on his bed, he cries. I love to kiss his cheek all the time. &lt;em&gt;( bau baby mmg sgt sedaaaaaaaaaaapp!!) &lt;/em&gt;Now i don't need another guy to kiss. I already have him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, every second in the class, i was distracted by him. It made me eager to go back home as soon as possible. I want to meet him. I want to hold him in my arm. I want to kiss him every second. I want to change his drypers everytime he's crying because his shit. I want to hold the milk bottle for him. Damn! I am only 21years old ( will turning to) but i'm kinda having this mother feeling. I don't want to get married early but i surely want a sunshine in my life like i already have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, i have three sunshines including Hilman Raidi Halida and Dania Hannah Halida. Now, i'm counting the time to 4pm, to get back to Subang to see him. See you in a minute, love. But i have to get through 2 class before that. Damn!&lt;/span&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6766592647636748602?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6766592647636748602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6766592647636748602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6766592647636748602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6766592647636748602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-nanny.html' title='i&apos;m a nanny'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/Sb3BI9m0PgI/AAAAAAAAANo/M3-ACUXNHyc/s72-c/n683683605_1433822_4591593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-2143492447967826264</id><published>2009-03-09T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Special dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's funny about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we can go the longest time without any contact (erk! ye ke?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but then, when we get in touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's like no time has passed at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i  think that's the mark of our true friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With us, friendship is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;a matter quality rather than quantity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We don't sit and chat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;about the weather or bills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We talk about the big things - our goals and dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;lesson learned and new ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eventhough we don't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;each other all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you still understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i really value your advice and opinions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;how glad i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;that you're part of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and that no amount of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;or distance could change the closeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: i accidentally found this and desired to dedicated to someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;you know who you are.&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/4533944008279883246-2143492447967826264?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/2143492447967826264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=2143492447967826264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2143492447967826264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2143492447967826264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-dedication.html' title='Special dedication'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5706622545305549178</id><published>2009-02-22T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since high-school puppy love, i'm not that good in breaking someone's heart. That is why i'm not fussy about how does my boyfriend looks. But what i had before is just way not my taste. My high-school boyfriends are much much hotter and better. I can assume them as everyone's hearthrob. But my recent ex-boys, si hitam sialan and him are just way different from what i had before. Because i started to change my perception. I don't want to choose based on looks. I want to choose based on their loyalty. And damn, i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, i came to conclusion that not-so-good-looking guys are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mulut manis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and such ass-holes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've decided to be much fussy after this. I know i ain't that pretty to be that fussy but perhaps i can be fussy on their looks which suitable with average me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, i'm talking crap. The purpose of i'm writing this post has not come yet to the point. I just want to explain that i'm not good in saying goodbye at someone. I still remember this guy named Ryan. He was form 4 and i was form 2. He was so kind to me. He loves me more that i did to him. Every weekend, when we got back to hostel as usual, ( yes, i was in boarding school but i often spent weekends at home), he would bought me like a flower, a box of chocolate, cute little bear to suprise me. &lt;strong&gt;Please take note! Every weekend since the day we're attached. &lt;/strong&gt;And every month, we i mean he would celebrate our 1st,2nd,3rd month annivesary. He would give a card named sayang, i love you. happy 1st anniversary things like that. But i never bought him a thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But i'm enjoying the privilege being his gf, the hottest guitarist in the school and one of most influential senior back at school. And if there is one weekend i didn't spend the nights at home, he would take me to the cafe where he would spend his money on everything that i want to eat. During back at school, when a guy can spend more than rm 30 is considered you are a lucky girl. Ouh, how much i miss him and the good deeds he did to me. He's very very romantic guy and i always love him for all the romantic things he did to me. He's very good in expressing his love to me. He's very good words in love dictionary. But suddenly, i realize that he didn't have the same religion with me. In fact, although he aware of that, he never did 'other things' , i mean not more than holding hands. He respect my religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i realize something. I don't think so i can live with him. I mean because of different religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i decided to dump him. But i just don't know how. because he's a very good guy. He never did things that i could hate him for that. I repeat, nothing. I couldn't think of how to tell him or to talk to him. So i suddenly didn't reply his card, his letters. He looked for me everywhere, every minute and every second. But i ran away from him if i have too. Then i left him without any news for 2months. Until he's turned to form 5 and i turned to form 3. i left him a note. that why i left him. the reason is because i need to consentrate for my PMR, i said to him. What a lame excuse. He got himself a new gf which happen to be one of my closest senior too and i got myself a scandal. But deep down inside, everyone knows he still loves me and can't get over me. I still heard about it until i was form 5 and he was in matriculation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still do missing him sometimes. No one ever did that to me,again. Up until now I repeat, no one.I don't know if i must be regret but i honestly think that i did what i have to do but maybe the way i handle it is just too wrong and heart-breaking for him. Or maybe too cruel to leave someone without say a thing. Or maybe what that afro guy to me is a karma back for me. But he didn't suppose to be friends with me again after what he did to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now, i'm thinking to do the same things to someone. This past few days, what he did. I mean like '&lt;em&gt; jgn call. gf saye ade ni'&lt;/em&gt; is just too heart-breaking for me. He remind me of si hitam sialan. NO, we're not dating but i assume he's my closest friend of mine. He was there whenever i need someone, Ups and downs. He was there. But the barrier for me is he has a gf. No, i dont blame him neither his gf. But i understand having a gf is too risky for us to be closer. I know, if i was at his gf place, i'll be jealous if my bf is be friend with a girl, like very close. This guy never take advantage or privilege from me. He never was. But he's my guardian. He told me things not to do and what to do. He guide my life all this while. I consider our relationship as platonic. Where i be friends with opposite sex with closer kind of friendship. I love talking with him. I love being with him around. I feel secure and i thank God that i found him. He understands me very well and we get so connected easily. We share stories, laugh and sad. But i feel guilty for his gf. Yes, we never do wrong but i'm afraid someday something bad will happen. And i know, i'll be the wrong person. So i have to quit everything before anything would happen. We had discuss about it earlier but up till now, we're still contact each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i guess maybe saying goodbye like i did before is the best way. I've tried not to reply any of his msg this few days but at the end of the day, i feel sorry for him cause he's been good to me. But i have to do it anyway. It's for our own good. And i know my close gf will support me for the decisions that i made. If changing both my numbers will make a better life for me to get rid everyone that i wanted to, i would certainly do it. I want you to know that this is hard for me to do cause iheartyou in my heart, friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm SORRY.&lt;/span&gt; I know you will be reading this. I have to do this, i know you would understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for everything.&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/4533944008279883246-5706622545305549178?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5706622545305549178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5706622545305549178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5706622545305549178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5706622545305549178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5017131563580326462</id><published>2009-02-22T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Penang trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Penang trip was a blast. compared to Kelantan trip before. Enough said, i had fun. We had fun. The class had fun. The lecturers itself had fun. We spent 4days and 3nights at Sri Sayang Apartment, Batu Feringgi. Two for the girls and one for the boys. Had barbeque near to the beach. This trip is more like a vacation to me instead of site visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The first site visit is Double Link Railway Construction at Chemor, Perak. We stopped by while we're on the way to Penang. The second day is another construction site at USM,Nibong Tebal but we have to cancel due to heavy traffic jam at PP Bridge because of some serious accident involved a giant truck ocuured. We heading to USM, kampus induk instead. Had breakfast and went to Bukit Bendera. Lunch at Prangin Mall. And swimming at the beach, the activity we've been waiting for. &lt;em&gt;Hihi. &lt;/em&gt;I have to wear a very proper and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;closed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;attire. Dinner at somewhere near to Majlis Perbandaran PP. Pasembo is quite nice but yes,i've been charged for rm15. And we all never can stop talking about how expensive we've been charged for place like that. Some people have to pay rm8 for Char Kuey Tiaw only. It's insane, isn't it? I bet they know we are outsiders. Went Pasar Malam at Batu Feringgi. Similar to Uptown but the price and goods way much better. The designer handbags are way much cheaper, latest and trendy too. Mui and I was sighed, about how we only brought just enough money there. But nevermind, we plan to go next time again, together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The third day, we went a school construction site at howthehellthatiknow. Suprisingly, the school area is so small and nothing that we can watch and learn from. But nevermind, we had decided to spend the day, swimming at somewhere air terjun and later at the beach and end at our apartment's swimming pool. I don't know why but on this third day, i felt like i pissed off with everyone. I got fought with one of my classmate, a boy with always known for his bad manners. We got fought just before the barbeque thing and i decided to stay at room instead. The head of the class and Mui are looking for me. Calling me a few times. And so does the lecturer. I can't stand that i'm so hungry, so i went down and joined them. I rushed to Pasar Malam as i wanted to buy things that i wanted to buy earlier night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went back to Shah Alam on the next day. Arrived at UiTm apprx 5pm. Tired but still i have to go back home, packing few things for my brother in law, sister, Hilman and Dania as they have to spend the night at hospital due to my bro's tonsile surgery. Picked up L to accompany me then we heading to E's as they have small makan-makan for her mom and lil bro's bday. Drop L's at went home. Later i found i dozed off by myself without i'm realized it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But i can conclude that i had fun fun fun. At least, this vacation had relaxing my mind, body from the usual hectic schedule that i always have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But but, another trip report and two assignments are waiting for me. And that is why i don't want to go back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: pics will be upload soon. Tungguuuuuuu.&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-5017131563580326462?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5017131563580326462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5017131563580326462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5017131563580326462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5017131563580326462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/penang-trip.html' title='Penang trip'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6826339361070415220</id><published>2009-02-22T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>back frm p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just got back frm Penang yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIRED!&lt;/span&gt; and still want to rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6826339361070415220?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6826339361070415220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6826339361070415220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6826339361070415220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6826339361070415220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-frm-p.html' title='back frm p'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6825210341039902675</id><published>2009-02-15T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>because of youh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SZfrgJ5N81I/AAAAAAAAANg/Qldkjuirbcw/s1600-h/n1202107904_352279_5237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302966023896298322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SZfrgJ5N81I/AAAAAAAAANg/Qldkjuirbcw/s400/n1202107904_352279_5237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SZfrTrM-jDI/AAAAAAAAANY/J534GSZ8sMo/s1600-h/n1202107904_352282_6224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SZfrTcoG-AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nAnUZ8FFF4c/s1600-h/n1202107904_352282_6224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302965805586511874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SZfrTcoG-AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nAnUZ8FFF4c/s400/n1202107904_352282_6224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; p/s: i heart you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Friday.Since Rihanna has been postponed, the girls plan to spend the day with a trip to Genting. I woke up early to settle things about my Penang class trip which i hope will be turn out to be okay, i guess. Then i drove myself to Eina's around 12pm. Pick up tickets at Eina's cousin, pick up Intan and Leeya. And arrived at around 2pm. Tried almost everything that MUST-have to try except the big roller-caster, Pirate Ship and Solero Shots which only Leeya and Ka Put are brave enough to get in. Full of respect and standing ovation for both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then we drove back around 7,8pm since we plan to hit Blanc again this week. Betwen the time on going to Blanc,a lot has been happened and it made me stress for a while, but luckily we made it to Blanc and it saved my day. Although the songs that been spin is almost exactly like last week, but okay lah. Sent Hanis and Leeya to home and i decided to spend night at Eina's. We chit-chat till 6am, dozed-off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;Oh ya, last night i had this romantic diner at The Apartment, Curve with Hanis and Leeya since Eina is not feeling so well. Next time, Eina, kay? I had this Rogatoni with Tomato sauce. It's actually north Italian pasta dish with tomato sauce and Mozarella cheese. The portion is so small for the price. Not so worth it but i'm loving the romantic ambience there at Apartment. The place was so cosy and nice to hang out. The moment i walk enter the apartment, i can see all the couple kissed their girl's hand and gave them flower. Oh so romantic and i'm envious. Obviously, we're the only single ladies in that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm not in the mood on good talking with everybody. My advice: don't talk to me unless i'm talking to you. I don't know why. I just don't have the MOOD. I'm ignoring Faiz' s message. And everyone else's sms. Perhaps it's because i have to wake up early today as Subang Jaya area suddenly out of electricity. And my bottom lips is killing me. Suddenly it became so dry that it have a lil blood come out of it. I guess it's because my lips is missing to kiss someone. Ngehngeh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6825210341039902675?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6825210341039902675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6825210341039902675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6825210341039902675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6825210341039902675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/because-of-youh.html' title='because of youh.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SZfrgJ5N81I/AAAAAAAAANg/Qldkjuirbcw/s72-c/n1202107904_352279_5237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-8933207150957093098</id><published>2009-02-15T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday. Happy belated Valentine's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What i will say hereafter. I hope it won't be another controversial story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was an opinion purely from this heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people say that Valentine's is just another Jewish propaganda or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But for me, whether we celebrate it or not, it just depends on our intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some couple might having this problem like each other is busy with their own activities or career, that they have to be distant for a long term or some couple might having this long distance relationship so why not for just a day, YOU people, yes you guys, the couple spend just a day for each other. Yeah, some people can say, they celebrate their loved ones everyday. I agree and i can't argue. It just my opinion. If i have someone yesterday, if he decide not to celebrate it, i can't say NO but wishing at least Happy Valentine's Day and i love you sayang, are just okay for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister always get a bouquet of red and white rose and special card with romantic love expressing words in it from her husband like every year since the day they are attached to each other. And every year, i ask her the same question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Suka lah ko dpt suprise flower pagi tadi?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" No lah, i didn't expect he would give it like every year he did, cause he didn't seem care for me this past few days."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" How could you think like that, as he does the same tradition like every year, HELLO?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Nah, but i'm loving it.I'm sure your husband will do just the same thing later on"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I envy this eldest sister of mine, she had this beautiful, understanding, soulmate thing with his husband. I wasn't so sure if i had one. I wasn't sure if i will get to marry one day. It just that i've been single for 9months and this red heart had turned into this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLACK.&lt;/span&gt;It's not that i couldn't get a guy who likes me but i'm tired to start all over again. I'm afraid in the end, i was the one who will get devastated. I'm not so sure to start any relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm having this hectic life nowadays. My class start Monday till Thursday, 10.30am. Between that time, i have to finish my assignment on time, i have to think about PERUBAHAN activity, i have to arrange about class trip to Penang, which i still have stress from it. And my weekend start from Thursday night till Sunday night. It usually occupied by hitting the clubs, midnight movies and late night supper at Asia Cafe, Murni or Rasta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i realize something, i'm running out of cash. My weekend is always fully occupied that i didn't realize my money has flown like running water. My money also has been spent on petrol, tol, money on class photostat fee, drawing photostat fee which also cost me RM50 every week. Seriously, i need some extra cash. It's not that i didn't have money left but my money is running out from my purse like oh so fast without i realize it. I need a temporarily weekend job. My friend had offered me to have this promoter job that i can get rm100 per day. That's a good offer as it can cover half of my weekly expenditure. I hope to start it asap. I don't want to ask extra money from my parents as i just did. So i'm going to be independent this time. As i want to try to work hard just to earn extra money. I want to feel what is like to be running out of cash and work hard to earn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although my sister didn't encourage to this temporary job but i want to do it anyway. At least, one day of my weekend. I'm finger-crossing on how i could stand this job. *wink*&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4533944008279883246-8933207150957093098?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8933207150957093098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=8933207150957093098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8933207150957093098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8933207150957093098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7241317826698542687</id><published>2009-02-11T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>heartbreaking news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the heartbreaking news for me, yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Rihanna's concert has been postpones due to Rihanna has been allegedly beaten up by Chris Brown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, my Friday activity is empty due to the postponed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies night, jom! or perhaps Genting weekend trip! =) yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7241317826698542687?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7241317826698542687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7241317826698542687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7241317826698542687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7241317826698542687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartbreaking-news.html' title='heartbreaking news'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3243350910153550024</id><published>2009-02-09T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>some matters better left unsaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can feel that something will happen in this week. Apart of Rihanna's and Valentine's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something big. *finger-cross*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For what ever will happen this week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Some matters better left unsaid "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: so shut up and drive. counting days to Rihanna's. still figure out what to wear.*wink*&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/4533944008279883246-3243350910153550024?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3243350910153550024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3243350910153550024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3243350910153550024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3243350910153550024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-matters-better-left-unsaid.html' title='some matters better left unsaid'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1304818518238593337</id><published>2009-02-09T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>currently reading.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just finished :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's called broke-up because it's broken" by Greg Behrendt and Amiira Behrendt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently reading:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300691753772802626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY_XENd4YkI/AAAAAAAAANI/Dd4u13cLczw/s400/date.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's just A date" by Greg and Amiira, Behrendt again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: stay away from me. I'm in the mood of reading geek.ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/4533944008279883246-1304818518238593337?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1304818518238593337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1304818518238593337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1304818518238593337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1304818518238593337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/currently-reading.html' title='currently reading.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY_XENd4YkI/AAAAAAAAANI/Dd4u13cLczw/s72-c/date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4907763264073135268</id><published>2009-02-09T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>bak pungguk rindukan bulan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY_LfzQ-ELI/AAAAAAAAANA/1SzYPayUWw0/s1600-h/090203_164343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300679033636130994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY_LfzQ-ELI/AAAAAAAAANA/1SzYPayUWw0/s320/090203_164343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pic was taken on last Tuesday. One of my fav pic. More on myspace and facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know when u have this wish that u want to be fulfill, but then you know it would be impossible cause u don't have anyone with, right now? One of my wish list has been fulfilled by someone last Thursday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know he will read this post. So, i won't blog more. I rather kept it to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest of the story, has been sealed. Remain in memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks F, for the beautiful gazing star night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Saturday, L and I went to her friend's hse to pick up the hamsters. My nephew and niece have always wanted to pet hamsters but their daddy decide to adopt two MICE instead of hamster because hamsters are not easy to be taken care of. But as there is generous person who want to give for free, so why not, kan? She gave to us, a pair of the hamster parent's and a pair of dwarf hamster's children. Leeya and i separate it fairly. I'm the kind or person who is not so envy to touch small animal like hamster or even cat. But i love playing with it but i rather not to touch it. I'm so ewwww to touch hamster that i often spray the instant shampoo on them like every minute so that they would not be that smelly. Yet, i still don't have any idea to give name to both of them. Any idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My brother has finally back home at Kuching this morning after 2weeks holiday here, not to mention, a long holiday at Bandung and Jakarta. Jealousy! I told him to buy me expensive designer handbag as it is so cheap there, instead he bought me kain for baju Raya, a purple dress and Hard Rock Jakarta baby T. I was devastated. But hey nevermind, i will go on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My brother will come back here again for F1 2009 around March and so does my mother, who will be here less than a month. My mom is so missing me much that she wanted me to go back to Kuching on weekend, as if the airfare is so cheap nowadays. But i try to find one as i miss you too, mom. Love you so much. My father and my lil sis will be following too, soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the last resting day. I'll be back to UiTM tonight. Some of my friends wanted to sell some my old handbags and clothes at their booth. I wonder if anyone wants to buy it, but i'm crossing my finger. Cause i also wanted to gain some cash without any effort. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ex-ow-ex-ow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gossip Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4907763264073135268?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4907763264073135268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4907763264073135268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4907763264073135268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4907763264073135268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/bak-pungguk-rindukan-bulan.html' title='bak pungguk rindukan bulan'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY_LfzQ-ELI/AAAAAAAAANA/1SzYPayUWw0/s72-c/090203_164343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-605905546740557640</id><published>2009-02-09T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>tagged by weet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been tagged by Weeta twice and i took it so long to post it here. been busy. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i've decided to this one. Sounds interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;WHOEVER WHO GETS TAGGED HAS TO WRITE 10 THINGS ABOUT THE PERSON WHO TAGGED HIM/HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Known her from Leeya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. our 1st met was at Gangstarz last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. She's always in happy go lucky mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. She loves shisha-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. She has LG KS360 just like mine. Mine is pink and white. hers, red right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. She's Bruneian and i think she knows my mother tounge too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Ver sexayyyy lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Easy going and friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Easy to get along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. I pray for yr happiness, weet. with whoever u with. lovve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE PERSON WHO GOT TAGGED HAS TO WRITE 10 THINGS ABOUT HIMSELF/HERSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Been single almost 9months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. The last breakup was the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. I love beach and plan to get a new bikini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. I love to dance. Dancing is my passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. My usual weekend activity is club and midnite movie.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love to eat and i couldn't care less about putting on weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. My second aim for 2009 has been fulfilled. Yay! can't wait for the mag to be out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. I love my course, i love my society and i love my faculty. Full color of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Independent than before. Now, I do my things on my own. I don't need my guy to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. iheartsyedadney. OMG! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;YOU NEED TO CHOOSE 10 PEOPLE TO BE TAGGED AND LIST THEIR NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Weeta. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Leeya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Nisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Aisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Shyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Alya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Azella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Kath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Aziah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Ell&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/4533944008279883246-605905546740557640?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/605905546740557640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=605905546740557640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/605905546740557640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/605905546740557640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-weet.html' title='tagged by weet'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-485659558919969405</id><published>2009-02-08T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Blanc Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uIND-I9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Nfz6-65IDOY/s1600-h/DSC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300435636174332882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uIND-I9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Nfz6-65IDOY/s320/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uIBIR_gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2O4o-jN_7Qo/s1600-h/DSC01062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300435632971185666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uIBIR_gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2O4o-jN_7Qo/s320/DSC01062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uHwnL1EI/AAAAAAAAAMo/snEULDI_UPU/s1600-h/DSC00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300435628537402434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uHwnL1EI/AAAAAAAAAMo/snEULDI_UPU/s320/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uHstOIMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fdVFPRxL8DI/s1600-h/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300435627488977090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uHstOIMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fdVFPRxL8DI/s320/DSC00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uHn8oDnI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kVeP6ZydSmk/s1600-h/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300435626211413618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uHn8oDnI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kVeP6ZydSmk/s320/DSC00033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After it has been postponed very many times, we finally bought Rihanna's yesterday. To add another bummer, the one rm198 ticket that we soooooooo want, had sold-out. So we bought the rm158 which also okay cause the rm158 just behind rm198 which still free standing and located in front the stage. and i had 30% disc frm Xpax. Thanks Xpax, u made my life more cheerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes, WE'RE supposed to be one year yesterday. but shitS happen. he was my history. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday, we were supposed to go Modestos because of H's friend is having her bday there. Last minute plan cancel, went to Sunshine,Heritage Row as L's sister is working there. So we might get in for lower cover charge. As we went there, the place full of 'old' people and music is awfully awful. Eina and i went for a walk just to be outside of the club for a while, which we just arrived less than 10minutes. We listened to Blanc Club's music which is just next to Sunshine.Blanc Club played our fav line up song. And yeah, we're being totally desperate. went to ask for the cover charge and y'know what? Friday night totally free for the ladies. We went in straight and sms L and H to join us there. Obviously, it's Point Blanc club and it did spin good songs which is way better than we ever went before. So, yeah, we pretty satisfied with the musics and had fun on our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So E and i decided to make the club our usual club. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: wondering why i'm using initial name? cause we're soooo gosip girls. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-485659558919969405?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/485659558919969405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=485659558919969405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/485659558919969405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/485659558919969405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/blanc-club.html' title='Blanc Club'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SY7uIND-I9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Nfz6-65IDOY/s72-c/DSC00032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4708136454937525631</id><published>2009-02-05T00:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVVnyvcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0bMAljB7x7k/s1600-h/090121_153529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298992203043093954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVVnyvcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0bMAljB7x7k/s320/090121_153529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hoc sundae brownies @ Chillis - latest drug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVS6tHAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/57vGoKH0daE/s1600-h/090121_144542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298992202317110274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVS6tHAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/57vGoKH0daE/s320/090121_144542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;carljun club sandwich @ Chillis - thanks mui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVLHvJ_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/pjE5Peng7uc/s1600-h/090126_213801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298992200224286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVLHvJ_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/pjE5Peng7uc/s320/090126_213801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;@ rebung chef ismail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVPGiSqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lfGjzLo3C84/s1600-h/090126_213810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298992201292991138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVPGiSqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lfGjzLo3C84/s320/090126_213810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnLsqMUeJI/AAAAAAAAALw/3elLzejdeb4/s1600-h/090126_213752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298990404678744210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnLsqMUeJI/AAAAAAAAALw/3elLzejdeb4/s320/090126_213752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks bang taein for bought dinner @rebung me and my gfs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnLsQVgDCI/AAAAAAAAALg/cCYW_QGo69M/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298990397737929762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnLsQVgDCI/AAAAAAAAALg/cCYW_QGo69M/s320/DSC01349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a gossip girl @curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnKyfDw6OI/AAAAAAAAALY/k1CKh-9Mzsg/s1600-h/090126_173559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298989405257656546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnKyfDw6OI/AAAAAAAAALY/k1CKh-9Mzsg/s320/090126_173559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnKyQbrMkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QhUpIbIcpdc/s1600-h/090126_174213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298989401331413570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnKyQbrMkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QhUpIbIcpdc/s320/090126_174213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;with my pet sis, Hani Iryani. love u sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnKyCN3aqI/AAAAAAAAALI/NUVAYuZTNgE/s1600-h/090126_174153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298989397515397794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnKyCN3aqI/AAAAAAAAALI/NUVAYuZTNgE/s320/090126_174153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s:just a quick update on my past 2 weeks. lazy to blog. pictures say thousand words, kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4708136454937525631?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4708136454937525631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4708136454937525631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4708136454937525631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4708136454937525631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYnNVVnyvcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0bMAljB7x7k/s72-c/090121_153529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3166908003894045356</id><published>2009-02-02T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry.i know i've been silent for a while. like more than 2 weeks already.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;too much things been happened. u know, ups and downs. normal thing to happen.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel no passion in blogging and sharing to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe it's 'too' much or maybe too much to story.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just finished my mid-term break. many things paling in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like thesis proposal presentation on Wed, Rihanna concert next week, following Valentine's.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mui did treat me Chillis as my bday gift just before we had our mid-term break. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i'm thinking to buy him a wallet since i dislike his wallet.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My ex-bf accidentally bump into me and told me that i had a bf who have Swift, which is Mui.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lol. I know who's the busybody. His classmate. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause he anxiously saw me got into his car the other day.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let it be. Let the rumors put on me. I like that one apart from the others. Sounds better.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since my previous's Kancil. Its like an upgrading. U get me? &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be hiatus again for a while. Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know you love me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ex-ow-ex-ow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: i had fun with the girls and nisa last saturday. gone for karaoke instead usual movie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;faiz had came back from yaman and he's been such a baby lately. i don't know why. maybe he thinks he's getting younger. uwekkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYbw4PrmegI/AAAAAAAAALA/4o9a5oucB8g/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYbw4PrmegI/AAAAAAAAALA/4o9a5oucB8g/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298186860720716290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the picture was taken last 2 weeks,farewell dinner for old members of PERUBAHAN.which i'm gonna miss the old 'goverment'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyousyg.loveyoutoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-3166908003894045356?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3166908003894045356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3166908003894045356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3166908003894045356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3166908003894045356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/02/silent.html' title='silent'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SYbw4PrmegI/AAAAAAAAALA/4o9a5oucB8g/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-2548446518246633317</id><published>2009-01-25T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;"Relationship based on lies never work out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;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-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;much happier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;cause lies are karma"&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/4533944008279883246-2548446518246633317?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/2548446518246633317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=2548446518246633317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2548446518246633317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2548446518246633317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/relationship-based-on-lies-never-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6888985918797728483</id><published>2009-01-18T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>this weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday, after i went for a short meeting with M&amp;amp;E Engineer at Kelana Jaya, I went home to baby sit Hilman and Dania. Then i picked up Hanis and Leeya at Sunway Pyramid, to accompany me having my dinner at Murni, SS2. It was my first time, i've heard good recommendations about Murni like a lottt. It's true there were a lot new menu, i mean like never heard of, that are pretty delicious and satisfying. The food, i can say, pretty good and quite reasonable pricey too. The restaurant is just average small. I had this giant jar of Ribena Ice Blended with Lychee and Nasi Goreng Maryland. The nasi goreng was the best i ever tasted, with chicken maryland, telur mata kerbau, together french fries. And i'm craving for more of Murni food. I think i can have my dinner there like every night. Yay! i am totally in the mood of put on weight. Most of shorts are hard to wear right now. It looks like most the short can't be button. I need new shorts jeans and new skinny jeans too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, i had QS Commitee Dinner at Intekma Hotel for the old and new members. I was re-elected to be the new Secretary again. So, i'm kinda have few empty spots, so i brought some friends who i think that helped me much in handling the QS activities. I brought Izni, Fathiah, Farhana, Cha and Syaza to the dinner. I wore this Black Kebaya which i thought the simplest attire i have for the dinner. Instead, i saw some people were just wearing shirts with jacket and casual baju kurung. As usual, i'm being Arloon, was always the one who dress well for any activity got teased by everybody that i was over-dressed for just simple dinner. What the heck kan? i'm just love to get dress well for special ocassion. Luckily, i didn't wear little black dress. Lol.Then, Safwan asked Leeya to join him at Asia Cafe later while Ain asked me to join them at Euphoria. But of course i chose to follow Leeya, cause there will be way that i will leave Hanis and Leeya instead to follow Ain with some strangers, right? Plus, i was so tired for dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Safwan praised on how nice my dress that i wore. Technically, i went home first to change my Kebaya outfit. And he asked where did i buy the dress, oh well, i bought at Sg Wang boutique only. It's not that i'm that afford to buy dress from designers boutique but if u can find dress or outfit that similar nice just like designers at lower and reasonable price, why bother to buy the expensive one if u intend to wear for once and twice in your lifetime, right? I know i'm neither fashionista nor trend-setter to tell people how to dress well but i think i wear what my eyes say nice and beautiful. But i get bored easily with clothes in my wardrobe, when i wear for the 2nd time, i will think the outfit is/are so out-dated and there is no one will wear this kind outfit anymore. So i tend to buy new clothes. After we had supper at Asia Cafe, around 3am we drove around Jalan P Ramlee and Heritage Row, to watch people out of the club. Yes, it became one of our Saturday night routine every week. What a pathetic life kan? Lol. While people enjoying themselves in the club, we chose to enjoy the music in the car. Moreover, songs which are playing every Saturday night by Jakeman on Hitz.fm did well in entertained us. I sent Hanis and Leeya to their house and got home at 4.30am this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up at 3pm today. Did some house chores, like mopping the house, did some laundry work and now, am writing this post. I'm gonna take my shower later and go watch Anugerah Juara Lagu. Plan to go back UiTM before 11pm tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, that was weekend, how about your?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes, next week i'll be busy for some QS matters for activity planning for the whole semester and updating assignments. Damn! I'm running out of time but i still have time to play. I think i am too play play this semester. Full concentration is needed, please. But the good news, i heard that i will have CNY holiday including Mid-term break for one week plus starting this Friday/ Yay! My pet sis, Hani Iryani will come over to place, stay for the weekend, We will catch up lotsa things since i left her at MRSM, when i finished my SPM. I still haven't the time yet to inform my sister bout her. Soon, i guess. Cause both of us are not in the house at the same time. MY gfs and I also plan to go some clubs next weekend as we had cancelled the activity for 2weeks. I hope Eina will gettting well soon. I miss your laughing ass, babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: faiz, i'm doing so well for the past 2days without you by my side, to guide my life. Hope you're enjoying yrself there. OMG! i will not meet you for the next two weeks cause by Friday, you come back here, mid term break will be coming around. So missyatothebits.&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/4533944008279883246-6888985918797728483?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6888985918797728483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6888985918797728483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6888985918797728483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6888985918797728483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-weekend.html' title='this weekend'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-2914544193821318741</id><published>2009-01-17T02:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Rihanna ella-ella-la-eh-eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rihanna has confirmed to come down to KL this 13feb. And where do you think i should seat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SXDZ0yEAUGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2dZxLNRpvDo/s1600-h/2009cny_seatplan.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291969062975328354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SXDZ0yEAUGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2dZxLNRpvDo/s320/2009cny_seatplan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Ho yeahhhhh.. that red rm198 is mine. hope the tickets are still available till next week cause i heard the tickets are in hot selling. Yikes! I'm sure everyone is looking forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: Faiz called me just now. I thought he had left for Yaman and didn't have any time to call me or text me but he just did. Ialreadymisshimtothebits. Fortunately he called cause if he doesn't, i was just thinking to ban him from my life. nah, just kidding lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take care,wak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have safe journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seminggu tw awk tgglkn sy terkapai2 nih.&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/4533944008279883246-2914544193821318741?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/2914544193821318741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=2914544193821318741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2914544193821318741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2914544193821318741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/rihanna-ella-ella-la-eh-eh.html' title='Rihanna ella-ella-la-eh-eh'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SXDZ0yEAUGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2dZxLNRpvDo/s72-c/2009cny_seatplan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-277779237646171986</id><published>2009-01-16T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>release tension</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, my class finished around 12.30pm and i have to vote for Pilihanraya Majlis Perwakilan Pelajar Fakulti Senibina Perancangan dan Ukur after that. Then  i had my lunch with Pizy and Mui as usual. Pizy left early for lunch with his 'familia' not long after he had with us. Mui and I went to my firm to ask for help regarding my assignment which basically about Mechanical and Engineering which we seriously don't know anything about. So i've decided to choose D'Tiara Hotel at Jalan Tun Sambathan which i'm already getting involve earlier on during my practical. I had set up the meeting today at 3pm at his office, Dataran Prima, Kelana Jaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The meeting went well but we're still a bit blur on what we supposed to ask and to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After Mui and I went to my firm, we thought of going watching movie at Sunway.Mui pick the movie as usual and promise that if i didn't satisfied with the movie, i can pick and watch another movie. I wanted to watch Four Christmases at first which had Reese Witherspoon in it, but Mui wanted to watch Maut instead. Overall, Maut is basically to give some 'pengajaran' to people who already in the wrong lane. Mui and I was kinda like this movie gave some impact to us. No further comment but u should watch it by yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, we bought another ticket for Yes Man at 7pm. While waiting for the movie, i had Beef Cheese Chilli Fries and Mui had his McChicken Burger. I totally forgot that we should banned McD but Mui wanted so bad to go eat there. Yes Man was superduperhilarious and somehow gave some inspirations and motivation too. I mean although he/she dumped us, that doesn't mean we have to be in mourning for them, right? You should start saying Yes to all the oppurtinities which are coming in for you. They had dumped you and move on and so you should do the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's called break-up because it's broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;As for me, i'm letting everything go. I'm letting Anepo go. Go go far far away. Cause it's already broken and why should i still kept my heart for him, as if we will have some kind of hope to be together again? When i'm thinking about him and us again, i don't think we will be together and i don't think i will trust him again after what he have done to me. So, goodbye for the very last time, Anep. Goodbye, sweet memories. Iwillalwaysloveyouh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: Faiz has gone for Yaman today and he didn't even msg me to say goodbye or at least, telling me when is his flight today. So &lt;em&gt;whatever la kan? &lt;/em&gt;Maybe at the moment, he didn't think that it is important to inform about that stuffs. I'm not that concern as if he will buy anything for me from Yaman and Dubai, cause my sister is thinking to bring me to Hadyai, Thailand this chinese new year. Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&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/4533944008279883246-277779237646171986?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/277779237646171986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=277779237646171986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/277779237646171986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/277779237646171986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/release-tension.html' title='release tension'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3976441757892422738</id><published>2009-01-12T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>obsessive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. back to high school story. there was this girl, my junior. i made a conclusion that she always went jealous of me. She always trying to love everything i wear, and even trying, correction: not trying but already taken this particular guy who we assumed that will be my future bf. But she's already took him away from me just to make sure that she gets a security protection cause this particular guy is a senior who every girls in the school are much afraid of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, somehow everywhere i go, every path that i take, she always there too. Like she's been following my shadows. She knows that i hate her and still and please la babe, tell me, who doesn't hate her anyway with her bitch attitude during back at school? duh! everyone did. and maybe stil do hate her. Get a life, would ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, she's been like get involve with high profile Kuching community. I heard everyone hate her and talking behind her back. Babe, i've known them way too long before you know them. And now, she's been bitching with one of guitarist from a international class level- band(just got back from Taiwan) that i've known almost 2years. what the heck, bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Again. Special advice, get a life, would ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please. i'm sick of this another high school drama. get away from me,bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't want to hate you like back to school but don't make me hate you okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: Faiz been missing for few days. hardly can't be reach. i don't know whats wrong with him. but he never been this hard to reach. out of topic but just another pissed off thing.&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/4533944008279883246-3976441757892422738?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3976441757892422738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3976441757892422738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3976441757892422738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3976441757892422738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/obsessive.html' title='obsessive'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4868451711077779054</id><published>2009-01-12T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>vintage oh vintage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, suddenly everyone that i know wants to make up vintage online shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;During the other day,my best buddy and i was having dinner at sek7. He told me that Girl B, his friend's gf decided to make up some vintage online shopping through blog just like other friend's gf, Girl A, which i know better than better Girl A. Mui was like mocking/blabbing about Girl B is like some kind of &lt;em&gt;'meniru'&lt;/em&gt; Girl A. I had went out with Girl A like a few times and from what i see, Girl A is kinda stylish in vintage way. I like her because she's being herself and she's good in fashion esp vintage. She know what to wear and suit her better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and Girl B? From what i see, she's just very typical girl who just wear cardigan and jeans to the class and yet, u want to call yourself a vintage trendsetter? I'm not being cruel or some kind of sarcastic but we think Girl B is just another imposter and sorry Girl B, you're not good at it and please, mirror yourself. Thank youh! I just want to give this special advice because i feelt sympathy to her cause everybody is/will talking behind her back. I feel sorry for her. Please, just do whatever you good at okay. Plus, i've seen your blog and i think you're just not good at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, this thing has been some kind of trend, y'know.&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/4533944008279883246-4868451711077779054?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4868451711077779054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4868451711077779054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4868451711077779054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4868451711077779054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/vintage-oh-vintage.html' title='vintage oh vintage.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7852552334345833884</id><published>2009-01-11T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>last night was another night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;last night, we had just another girls night out. dinner at rasta, late night movie at ceneleisure and another trip to Jln P.Ramlee and Heritage Row to watch people out of the club at 3am. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;" KM31" a Spanish movie. &lt;em&gt;sumpah scaryyyyyy gile.&lt;/em&gt; i hate it when a horror movie didn't end well. i mean w/o any solution. i hate that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Tommorow, 12jan to be exactly, which happen to be Hanis 22th's bday. we had planned earlier something promisingly suprise with Eina, but it turned out to be Eina had chicken-pox, just found out today. She's been like too many spending times at outdoors these days. So we made conclusion, the reason why she suddenly get seriously sick today. So, Leeya and I plan what it supposed to be. We went to buy something like party pack consists birthday hat, poppers and a colorful spray, and a Thin Crust Regular Beef Pepperoni Pizza from Domino's. &lt;em&gt;tak abes pun makan. huhu. &lt;/em&gt;Leeya had bought a pure choc cake earlier for Hanis. I drove the car to Pantai Hillpark and fetched Hanis just before that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, the suprise did turned out to be a suprise. Although it happened in front of the apartment's lift but Hanis did suprised. &lt;em&gt;So okayyy la kan?&lt;/em&gt; Better than nothing. We chose a place like small gazebo near to the swimming pool rather than the pool itself because there were so many people there. As we were being childish, pop the party poppers, spray among ourselves, there were like two guys watching and shouting from their balcony. It was someone that we thought very familiar. It was Sam from Ahli Fiqir and his housemate asking for the bday cake from Hanis. We like being so nice, come down and have the cake lah! DJ Uno from Pop Shuvit suddenly come from nowhere did shouting from the balcony, asking us to come over near to the pool, joining the barbeque they had for his housemates. We were like Okayy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uno did offer for the second time. And Sam did come down to our small gazebo, we offer the bday cakes and chit chat. Then his housemate joined us. And another suprise, Uno been so generous handed us some barbeque chickens to us. Joined us for a few minutes and offer us for the third times but we say, nevermind. Sam and his housemate were talking and talking about love, relationship, life, football, Israel-Palestine and other that i coudn't recall. We were sharing thoughts and didn't realize that the time already past 10pm. can't u believe talking more than 3hours to someone that u known as a public figure? it's nothing big deal actually but yeah, we did get aling easily. I was suprised to know that Sam has a similar interest with me, which are, we were so addicted to Gosip Girls and Prison Break. But i'm so outdated that i even didn't know that GG is already in Season 3. Dayumn! Sam did offer to borrow his personal collection of them and i'm thinking to bring an external hard disk to his home and copy everything. Soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We did exchanged numbers and most probably, i will be seeing him soon to get the copy. I can't let older guy than me, to be ahead of me in updating the GG and PB series. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I hope Leeya will upload some photos on Hanis's bday just now cause all the photos are in their cam phones. Oh ya, thought of going back UiTM tonight but since that talkative guys seems like can't stop talking, so i've planned to wake up early tommorow as to avoid heavy traffic in front UiTM gate in the morning. 7.40am must get out of the house already.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next week must have my full concentration to the lectures but thinking of ladies night on Thursday as i'm not having class on Friday. hurm. yay! I shall have Annual General Meeting on Tuesday, which is at the same time with my Italy class, and i'm thinking to go the Italy class, facing Enchik Hanif Azhar's face instead facing si hitam's face. Good decision,right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kay. thats all. Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, i miss saying this, I love you, sayang. I do. Mwah baby!&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-7852552334345833884?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7852552334345833884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7852552334345833884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7852552334345833884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7852552334345833884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-night-was-another-night.html' title='last night was another night'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4757909864535602403</id><published>2009-01-10T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>update ths week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;continue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i've decided to skip class this day as i've heard some rumors that our beloved KP, Sr. Dr. Norizan wanted to meet all QS students at Dewan Kuliah to give lectures about the chaotic changing classes between out batch. which i don't give damn about. so i skip classes whole day, decided to spend the time to pack my stuff to get in into the college this afternoon. i drove myself to UiTM at 3.45pm from Subang and pick some friends that already waiting for me, had planned earlier to go to the Dewan Kuliah together. and unlucky for me, i've accidentally crash my Italy class which happened while we're on the way to Dewan Kuliah. I went in and told my macho lecturer to ask for his permission for exception cause i'm having this very important meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Some guys at the back of class which i didn't recognize at first, handed me the attendance form. and you know what, the person who had just wrote down their name just before me is Mohd Hanif Azhar. shitness! and i took my last sight on him and just walk out from the class. ihateyoufordidallthisshitnesstome! Seriously i really didn't have any interest at all to continue my 3rd language for this second time. How i wish i can drop this subject this semester and continue next semester. but i can't. I had my dinner with my very good friend of mine, MuiMui. It turned out that Pizy and Mui are coming back to original class after listened to our KP's lectures. haha. and i've received some rumours about Pizy that he has a gf now. Yay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;happy for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;had my first night stay at the college. went to class as usual. class ended early also as usual. had lunch with Pizy, Mui and Atiq at Molek. they kept on teasing me about how little i took lunch nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizy: Asal ko mkn cket sgt lon? ko de mslh ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mui: Ntah ko lon. kenyang ke mkn cket jer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: Takde ar. mane de mslh. cume aku takde rs nk mkn sgt la skrg nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suddenly Red Kembara 2862 (if i'm not mistake) passing by Molek, an afro guy inside made a cute fucking face (which i missed all this while).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me:haisy, bnci betul aku tgk muke die tuh. rs mcm nak ludah jer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pizy and Mui: sape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: anep lah. baru je lalu. siap buat muke comel die lagi kat aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fyi, Anep had his lunch at tomyamku.com which just 4storeys from us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizy: ko jangan, aku panggil die skrg. ko tak ludah siap ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mui: ha, btul tuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pizy: jap jap, aku nk cr num die. nak col die srh dtg cni. ha, nsb baik takde.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Atiq: haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurm, kawan kawan lelaki memang mcm tuh, suke betul cari pasal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;but they made my day =))). they made me feel like i don't need a bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;cause there always be there for me,well at least whenever i'm at UiTM, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;they are there for me althought Pizy already had a gf but i still have Mui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;And a quite conversation between me and Pizy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pizy: Aku tgk ko n mui slalu kuar berdua skrg.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: Baru je smlm kott. dah tu, ko da de gf, takkan nak kacau kot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizy: hek eleh, lain kali col je la. mlm td kalo aku tak col ko, mmg tatau ko n mui kuar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: *tersengih*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pandai gak ko terase ek, Pizy. Bile time ko dgn family besar ko tuh, tak ingat lak perasaan aku dan Mui. haha. Ak tak terase. Mui lah slalu. haha. Korang due mcm gay plak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;And we end the day with watching Outlander movies at JJ Bukit Raja with Mui. Left Pizy and Atiq at Molek alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; second night at home. i'm doing my sis a favor as usual as my bro had flight to China. and i've plan to depart from Subang at exactly 8am and i was driving fast and furiously and managed to arrive just in front the back gate of Uitm before 8.15 am but suddenly heavily-traffic-which-never-happen-before had took my time like 20minutes at the traffic light. Between the time, the green light did showed for 3 times but i managed to pass by the traffic light and get into the UiTm at 4th times. shitness! and to add another bummer, less than 10minutes i sat in the class, the class ended. we had our breakfast at the cafe. and proceed to another class which happen to make us cam-whoring at the 3rd level- anep's department. yes, our lecturer didn't show up. another wasted day. end up watching movies again, They Wait with Izni babe!, Mal pek!, J and Jijah. had fun though watching that horror movie. Drove back to Subang alone around at 10pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no class. which mean i've no class every Friday. yay! been lazy ass. sleeping all day.&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-4757909864535602403?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4757909864535602403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4757909864535602403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4757909864535602403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4757909864535602403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-ths-week.html' title='update ths week'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-991000721126880617</id><published>2009-01-05T21:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>this and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for being such in silent for a while. it just that i'm too busy for myself, last minute shopping for schools and stuff, that i didn't have much time to be online. i rather spending times to sleep although i really didn't have much sleep too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here's the quick updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last wednesday/thursday - our NY @ Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIMQg6wNbI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tOmS0XbTq5U/s1600-h/DSC01425.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287805853687023154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIPaG4_BjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MxB6vuU-kYY/s400/DSC01425.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my last minute, i-finally-something-that-i-never-worn-before-dress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287805370297669522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIO9-H-15I/AAAAAAAAAKY/agbmy8dvosw/s400/n683683605_1122404_9230.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Safari- which happened to be quite packed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287802376643692514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIMPt5QR-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/fE2gIW5UYaw/s400/n683683605_1122388_4499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;room-we make the grand entrance!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIMQnR2CrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Capw489pNYc/s1600-h/n1202107904_274389_2180.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287802392047651506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIMQnR2CrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Capw489pNYc/s400/n1202107904_274389_2180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; leeya,been so colorful !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIMQKAUl0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XSrTs1mP7JQ/s1600-h/n683683605_1122391_5350.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287802384189527874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIMQKAUl0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XSrTs1mP7JQ/s400/n683683605_1122391_5350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hanis-leeya-eina-arloon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Friday, we arrived at my home at around 4pm. i took my bath immediately and continue my sleep as i was having real bad flu after that night. well,actually i do feel a little fever while i'm dancing to death with &lt;em&gt;so-called-partner,&lt;/em&gt;which i wouldn't talk much about him but he's just some random guy that i assumed that will enter and disappear in my life. So, i won't talk much about him. but somehow, i find him cute that night and a little childish. nadaaa, i'm still neutral to everybody. New Year Resolution : no feeling to guys. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hati batu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but i still don't think i have much sleep that night.i'm craving for sleep. ngahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saturday,i woke up late as usual. a cold morning. decided to sg wang with leeya but both us keep on messaging each other cause neither of us didn't want to get off the bed to take shower and go get dress. other than that, i manage to have lunch with my family at AP Ayam Penyet,SS15. It is similar with the one that Kak Put's brought Eina and me at Waroeng Penyet, The Curve. So nothing is special but it did taste much better than the one that &lt;em&gt;so-called-everyone's fav ayam(duh!) penyet&lt;/em&gt; at Kuching. Then i picked si Leeya and drove straight to Sg Wang. Spent a few hundreds on some clothes and bought new handphone too since its been a year i had this SE phones but i didn't intend to trade in btw. I'm having both handphones. The thing about this handphone is, i could't care less about the brand cause i know this brand is not that valueable if i want to trade in someday, it just that i'm loving the luxurious Paris Hilton, Mischa Barton-Rachel Bilson in The OC kinda of style, the sliding up handphone. and yes, i bought the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink kalerrr&lt;/span&gt; ma.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hen something came up that made us went to Kg Baru then we drove straight to Italianese as i had promised my family that i'm treating them a fine dinner there. and guess what, the dinner costs me a month practical allowance at NHF consult and triple of such amount did flew out of my purse like water non-stop flowing. but i was satisfied anyway also the Beef Lasagna did made me vomit while i was at Barcelona. ohkayyy, another story, Leeya did found many her &lt;em&gt;longtime-no-see &lt;/em&gt;friends and she did also met this Safwan guy and Ain. and i as usual, being Arloon, did made some decision, which is &lt;em&gt;jom pegi Barcelona&lt;/em&gt; since the music and vibe at Italianese did caught us making shakebooty. Lol. And yeah, we did til 2am then catch up later at Asia cafe with them til 4am. can't u believe what long day i had?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Sunday-since i can't sleep at 4am and &lt;em&gt;golek-golek &lt;/em&gt;then overslept at 6am. woke up at 3pm and get off the bed at 6pm. i have serious some kind of tired disease at my back. it hurts everytime i want to get off the bed. i took my shower and watched some late movies and get to sleep at 11pm again. had planned to pack stuffs for college but then i chose to sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;Monday-i woke up at 8am but end up went to uitm at 11am. didn't bring anything at all. my plan just to register my room then attend the lectures and go back home. but then, everybody end up having some problems at class registration, i've lost the mood and decided to go somewherelse since Mal wanted to buy new SE phones too. Sunway Pyramid. had Beef Chilli Cheese Fries at Carls Jr and drove them back uitm. and went to near Shell to my hse, getting my tiny baby car, car-washed and vacuumed. thats all for the day folks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: i'm glad i didn't bump to anyone today esp uknowwho and afro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/4533944008279883246-991000721126880617?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/991000721126880617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=991000721126880617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/991000721126880617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/991000721126880617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry-for-being-such-in-silent-for.html' title='this and that'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SWIPaG4_BjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MxB6vuU-kYY/s72-c/DSC01425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6604154496518706313</id><published>2008-12-31T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>nye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVsyhkjGbFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WxvuWV0XXrY/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVsyhkjGbFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WxvuWV0XXrY/s400/DSC01847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285874139977378898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;happy new year 2009 everyone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i hope everyone will have the fabolous one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;and i'm celebrating my 21st new year at Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: i'm wondering where my afro will be tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;imytm baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4533944008279883246-6604154496518706313?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6604154496518706313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6604154496518706313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6604154496518706313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6604154496518706313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/nye.html' title='nye'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVsyhkjGbFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WxvuWV0XXrY/s72-c/DSC01847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-2454507286156721701</id><published>2008-12-31T09:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday was the same day. i went to site meeting for D'Tiara Hotel at jalan tun sambathan. then after i finished my work at exactly 5pm, i go back home and took in all the clothes from outside. Then i did some laundry work for another 2 rounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then i'm craving for Beef Chilli Fries and Famous Star from Carls Jr. So i went drove straight to Sunway alone around 8pm. I thought i will have sort of sore throat. So i went quickly to pharmacy to buy something for my sore throat. Luckily it slow down today but i'm having a lil flu. I can't think how am i going to celebrate my new year alone this year. Eina will pick up me around 6pm today after i finished my work. We went straight to Genting tonight baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh ya, today is my last day of practical. I'm treating my office-mates with 2 large and 2 regular pizza from Domino's. I love 'em and i'm gonna miss them but i'll be seeing them soon on the next semester break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;remember i was complaining about money on previous post? Lucky me, the money had fallen down straight from the sky. lol. I already got my pay check for this month practical allowance. And i'm feeling about this new year would be much better me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2008 did sucks to everyone. It's true. Ask Tun M because of his step down from UMNO, Pak Lah because of everyone's demand for him to step down (pity him.but he did cause a lot of controversy this year),George Bush for not be able to be the President of USA and in fact been threw by shoe. It sucks for everybody. Nevertheless, to Abby Abadi, be strong woman. i know you can do it. 2008 also has been treating us as the citizens very awful by the superduper increased oil price this mid year and the rice also has been increased shockingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, let us pray that may 2009 brings a lot of luck,joy and happiness to all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;goodbye sucks 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hello cheerful 2009 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4533944008279883246-2454507286156721701?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/2454507286156721701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=2454507286156721701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2454507286156721701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2454507286156721701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3022109113846488930</id><published>2008-12-31T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>tagged by alya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Has been tagged by my long-time friend, Alya Athirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's you most favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-Anything. i can like yellow,as much as blue, all the rainbow color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;2.Who is the most important to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;My parents and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;3. How often do you think of commiting suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;A few times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;5. How many babies do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;4,5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;It's true what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;7. What's your goal next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Maintain first class degree cgpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;8. Who'll you miss the most, if you don't talk to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;My parents, besfriends, girlfriends/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;9. Do you think the person who tag you, like to play kidnapping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Miss Alya, used to be during high school. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;10. What do you want for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;more money puhlease..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;11. What is you bad habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;a big money spender. money never enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;12. Do you have a secret crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;not very secret. he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;14. What does flying mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Going to other place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;15. What do you crave for the most currently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;tasteful delicious food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;16. Are you single/ relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;single.almost 8months already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;17. What have you done to yourself to make yourself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;eating delicious food and shopping therapy. for now, reading books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;18. How's your day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;i have sore throat today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;19. If you were asked to make a wish, what would you ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;never involved in drama relationship again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-3022109113846488930?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3022109113846488930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3022109113846488930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3022109113846488930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3022109113846488930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-alya.html' title='tagged by alya'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-2147168377111647687</id><published>2008-12-29T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>a reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;less in two weeks ago, after i got back from my work, i've been thinking to move on in Bridget Jones's way. Reading book. So i went straight to MPH Subang Parade to find some books that might grab my attention. So i found this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285234301254912258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVjsmDkCSQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xlisK-lmnuA/s400/date.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just a date by Greg Behrendt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've read the comments and the book is the best selling in US and in fact, the copy for this book is hard to find in US nowadays. The book is so suitable for persons like me. I'm not much interested into guys nowadays. I've lost hope and trust. But somehow, i hope this book helps me much, not into trusting guys but to waste my free-time not to think about how loser i am and why i have to experienced this and that. Well, at least it helps me to think that shit did happens to everbody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236734467206210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVjuzr_DbEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/o9bHZsUfoAg/s400/he%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so i found out that this author had other 2 series of books which also focus on relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, &lt;strong&gt;"It's just A date"&lt;/strong&gt; basically about how to date after went through worst breakup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's called break-up because it's broken"&lt;/strong&gt; is about how to get through the worst breakup and move on as a Superfox. While,&lt;strong&gt; "He's just not that into you"&lt;/strong&gt; is about when you suddenly realize that your relationship or your partner just not that into you and how to deal with it. But the other two are real hard to find. I have to buy it online which will be much expensive. Luckily, i found the second one at MPH Kuching. Cause fyi, i've decided to read the books following the sequence. But actually, the author has published the 3rd above mentioned title as his primary book and following the 2nd one that the first one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark this guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;" I can forgive you but i will never forget"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please take note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s:i do miss talking with Anep. like oh so much. but i already can through the days w/o calling him or sms or watsoever. i'm going to get done with him. Let's pray for whats the best for me.&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/4533944008279883246-2147168377111647687?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/2147168377111647687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=2147168377111647687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2147168377111647687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2147168377111647687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/reader.html' title='a reader'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVjsmDkCSQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xlisK-lmnuA/s72-c/date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7123042231282389223</id><published>2008-12-29T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>nye resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;j&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ust got back from Kuching last night at 11pm. what a short holiday! i mean i only spent 4days in Kuching which had cost me like rm900 for the tickets only? Gosh! i am so broke. nevertheless, since my parents just got back from Mecca, i insists not to ask money from them. I know they will have to pay for their car and mine fr 2months unpaid, including my car and the house. i'm sure they will use a lot money. my mom did a lot of shopping too there. i mean myself also don't know what the hell did they shop and the excess baggages had cost them rm900 too? and abang taien, i'm still waiting for my rm1k please. i'm like need so much money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm still not that really shop for Year End Sale. just bought a few shirt everytime i went shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;money oh money! where are you? come near to me please?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have too many things that i want to blog but i don't have much time. life's been hectic lately. i even don't have times for myself. but my life's not that interesting anyway, i'm sure you too couldn't careless whether i'm updating my blog or not, right?but Leeya and Eina had planned to celebrate our 21st new year eve at Genting. We're going to rent a room and hit any partayyy there. I'm so ready for the whole new year thingy. i mean 2008 has been real sucks year for me, the year had treated me not so good in my relationship matter. However in study matter, i rock the world. who says a crazy, fun and very outgoing person like me can't do well in her study? U don't judge by its cover. I study hard but i also play hard. What you need is just balancing. I work hard to be what i am today, to gain much respect from my faculty-mates. I know they were underestimate me during the first time they saw me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I heard so much ppl talking about me like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Tak sangka plastic mcm ko pun, result pun bleh tahan eh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i mean wtf. u guys thinks me as what plastic? like Queen Bee plastic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i do have my own new year resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Maintaining my 1st class degree pointer. It's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Be in the mag like Seventeen or Cleo, at least for MakeOver Section. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;duh! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Be a reader instead of a shopper. I want to read a lot of books as much as i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I want everybody in my life live their lives with happily.Be nice to everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. I've decided to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as long as i can until i say this out loud, "i'm ready to date" which won't happen in long terms. So my secret admirers, bear with me.Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. I've decided not to show my face at sek7 restaurants like every afternoon with my friends. I just want to sit tight in my room, reading books. Cause i don't want to accidentally bump to persons annoy-ed me. U know who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. I want to be more focus on my study esp working on my thesis proposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. This time, i don't want people had rumors on me, seeing me at sek7 anymore, i want them to see me everytime at library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Lastly, I want to cut some shopping activities instead, i want to save some money and invest them. cause i want to buy myself a nice cozy apartments within 2years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;10. More prayer pls, Arloon. You've already in the wrong lane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is there too much to ask for? No, right. I want to change to be SIMPLE girl instead COMPLICATED.I want to take my life more easier instead of thinking too much about why this and that is happening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7123042231282389223?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7123042231282389223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7123042231282389223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7123042231282389223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7123042231282389223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/nye-resolutions.html' title='nye resolutions'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4173057812365744396</id><published>2008-12-24T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>site meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiE7WbxGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kg4xckX_sCk/s1600-h/PC236941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiE7WbxGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kg4xckX_sCk/s400/PC236941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283182043417265250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiEUvNq0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/_kdrgFN_Lrs/s1600-h/PC236932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiEUvNq0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/_kdrgFN_Lrs/s400/PC236932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283182033052216130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiDq76seI/AAAAAAAAAJA/r5AMpcsdX1o/s1600-h/PC236929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiDq76seI/AAAAAAAAAJA/r5AMpcsdX1o/s400/PC236929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283182021831209442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiDVdmWVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1FzUR75uTaE/s1600-h/PC236912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiDVdmWVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1FzUR75uTaE/s400/PC236912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283182016066902354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiDBw8hxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8AcQu3xqrWY/s1600-h/PC236911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiDBw8hxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8AcQu3xqrWY/s400/PC236911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283182010779338514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh ya. yesterday i followed my supervisor and office-mate to site meeting at Jalan Tun Sambathan for a D'Tiara Hotel Project. It was simply hilarious,all my office-mates were teasing me cause i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;superexcited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to go to the site meeting represent NHF Consult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bet all the workers know that i was there just to take pictures. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4173057812365744396?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4173057812365744396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4173057812365744396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4173057812365744396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4173057812365744396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/site-meeting.html' title='site meeting'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SVGiE7WbxGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kg4xckX_sCk/s72-c/PC236941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-293085045998785505</id><published>2008-12-24T07:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>quick updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are too many things to blog here but i'm afraid i don't have much time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but here's the quick updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. I gave my link to Faiz last night. I don't know what the hell am i doing but i hope there's nothing in this my blog that i should be ashamed off with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Si MuiMui, my closefriend &lt;em&gt;soon-to-be-ex-classmate &lt;/em&gt;has decided to change our current class,C to E cause all his housemates is in Class E. It will be more easier for him to wake up every morning. I'm gonna miss him y'know. and Si Pizy too, cause he also has decided to change to Class B. I'm afraid the bond between 3 of us will break soon. We always having breakfast together, lunch outside UiTM, accompany each other when there is one person of have yet taking any food consumption ever since i'm single. They like my 2boyfriends. We always have each other's back. We always help each other a lot esp in my life. I wonder who's gonna be, the person who will accompany watching movies every wednesday at Bukit Raja, if Mui is not in the same class with me anymore? I'm sure he will consentrate on his bigger qty of classmates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life oh life. Never been easier for me huh? Always want to see me suffering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But both of them had promised to me yesterday that we'll always be besfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and they will always have my back. Yeah, right guys. We'll see how far we'll go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;3. I woke up this early morning cause today i'll be departing to Kuching,flight at 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And i still want to work half day today till 1pm. Cause i have to settle my work and my lecturer will come to visit me today, to evaluate my work. And yet, i still not packing for Kuching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Can i just go without bring any clothes? i'm so not in the mood of packing. My maid always did for me and now that she's gone, i'm so lazy ass to do that although i'll be in Kuching for 4 days only which happen to be till Sunday. But i still have to pack after this, and read my report for preparation of the visit of my lecturer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Imissaneposobadlyandnowihavetohatehimcausehehasbeensuchajerktome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;5.And please wish me the best fo luck during my lecturer's visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Chiao. I still don't know whether to bring my laptop to Kuching since i know i'll be missing my internet connection. Huhu.Laters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastly, i miss saying this, I love you, sayang. I do. Mwah babY!&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/4533944008279883246-293085045998785505?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/293085045998785505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=293085045998785505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/293085045998785505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/293085045998785505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick-updates.html' title='quick updates'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3815871323187495296</id><published>2008-12-21T13:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>last night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last night. was simply hilarious and &lt;strong&gt;fun fun fun.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na, Leeya and I went to Hartamas to grab some food for late supper. it was 12am already.and we searched for a parking took like forever. Pity both of them cz they were so hungry. At last, we find a place called &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Talk&lt;/span&gt; at Bangsar which also happen to be the last restaurant with last call. The others had already shut down the restaurant area but the pub section still ON. it drove me crazy cause i didn't go clubs like just before my finals, like already 2months? and The Talk did offer some old school songs that we missed. like ' got it superstar..' which i had totally forgot the title of song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leeya had this ox's tongue which taste like steak but feels like real tongue cause kenyal sangat. And Na had black pepper fried rice tastes so good but it's in small portion and we both stil not satisfied eating it. Haha. And i had this marinated chicken nugget cause i already full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we headed to Heritage Row and clubs area,just to watch ppl out of the club. They just only loves to drive me insane cause i can't go in there. But i'm teasing that 'can u give me at least one hour to jumping jumping in the club?, i will count how many jump i had." ROFL. And we end our journey at 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh God, Only God knows how much &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss youh, baby boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I miss those moments where you will sms like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;baby boo. soryy baru bgn. hey gorgeous, asal smbg sgt nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now, those things are gone. he started to call me babe like first time we met. It is so unfair for me. When i already told him many times during our 4months introduction progress, that we can't be togther, we're just too diff. Let me go, let just be casual friends. He kept on insisting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you give up too soon. we're not even start yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And yet, now you just told that you can't be with me? what the heck, fucker? whats wrong? I told we were so good and now that u realised that we can't be together and you're not ready? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lelaki memang mcm tuh. Bile kite pmpuan mmg mati2 tak nak kt die, die nak jugak kt kite. Kite plak, sbg pmpuan, insan yg lemah, ksian kt die, bagi lagi peluang. Tapi bile lelaki tu ckp tak nak kt kite, die mati2 akan tinggalkan kite without hesitate. Tinggalkan dgn mati2 mcm tak pnah de prasaan pun kt kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing, i've learned, during we did all the suprises, yes, they do appreciate it but once they dislike us, they will never think about all the sweetest thing that we had done and that is why he can ditched/dumped us just like that. simple as that. That is why i was very harsh and mean to him at they very first time we be friend to each other. It took him like 4months to make me consentrate on him only, after i made lost contact with other boy-friends. But i never thought i would be fooled again by a guy cause i thought after i taught him to be such patient to wait for me, he is different from i've met. And he knows that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh sygg, why we have to be like this? Why you turn out to be like this? If you still not ready yet, you know i'll always can wait for you but now that you say you not &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; me anymore like you used to be, it broke my heart and you do know how hard am i to forget someone that i really like kan? you know i'm not just another girl that easily to fall for another guy kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ntah lah you, i just hope next semester would be another pleasant for me cause this year certainly not one of my best year. My 2007 was even better. 2008 sucks a lot. And i hope we're still good and who knows one day kann? but i was not hoping anything from you but i think it's not bad thing &lt;em&gt;kan &lt;/em&gt;if i do have a thing or two for you &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i rindu you. sangat. i miss you hug me and hold my hands whenever we're walking together.i miss u give sudden kiss on my cheek like u had miss me so much when we're watching movie on the couch. i miss you hugged form backside, when you're next to me, you're mean the world to me. you made my life in happily mess. whenever we sit for a drink at Molek, you know although i never show it, and i know i always being kerek cz i dislike if ppl met us togther somewhere, but actually i superloveit when u give sudden kiss at my cheek at public place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know i know, i'm being stupid again cause i can't get over him yet. but i'm just not another girl who used to fall easily for a guy. i'm the new girls who knows what she want in her life, what she wants in a guy, what she wants in her future for herself, her family and her career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want you cause you make my life easier when you're with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but maybe i'm not giving your life easier right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah maybe we can't be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i just have to deal with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i bet the next would be much harder for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but but i miss having a bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i miss having someone that i can share my everyday daily drama with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Question: can you handle me? can you handle it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye lover. goodbye classmate.&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/4533944008279883246-3815871323187495296?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3815871323187495296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3815871323187495296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3815871323187495296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3815871323187495296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-night.html' title='last night.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6566207867903503573</id><published>2008-12-20T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>this weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday i ate Black pepper roasted chicken with beef bolognese pasta,&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting my fav Iced Chocolicious Milk at Kenny Rogers for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and McChicken for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hell, i'm a eater. for guys out there, if u want to treat me&lt;br /&gt;for lunch or dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;u better have at least rm100 in your wallet&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm in big appetite right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my ex-boyfie, Faizal always known me for that,&lt;br /&gt;and he always kept it in his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wonder maybe that is one of his reason&lt;br /&gt;to leave me so soon. nah, i'm just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and today is saturday. i know i know, i should going out and&lt;br /&gt;spending time with the girls but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;instead, i'm so lazy ass today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just laying around at home, doing my office-work and&lt;br /&gt;watching BET 2008 Awards at MTV and not forgetting&lt;br /&gt;watch every lil thing in E! True Hollywood Stories. my all-time fav.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm going back to Kuching next wednesday. flight at 4pm. i'll be at my hometown till sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and luckily my boss such a generous giving me 2days and a half leave instead i'm asking for a day only to go back to Kuching to wait for my super-loved parents from Mecca which also expected to arrive at Kuching the same time as we're arrive there. Thanks Boss! I can't wait catch up things with my cousins at my kenduri doa selamat which will be held that night too. No no, i'll be celebrating my 21st new year here at KL, so don;t worry. I won't leaving KL in tears cause not having me here for new year. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh ya, during my lunch, while i was heading to Subang Parade, for Kenny Rogers, i received sms from someone that i never thought would sms me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: Italy i dapat b plus. you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;: ye ke . terer nye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Ala, tak jauh beza u dgn i. A n Bplus.brape overall rsult?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; u takpe. pandai. msti dekan kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; hurm maintain lah mcm tu. tak sngka lak dpt skali lagi.i mcm byk maen je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; u pandai. i terok k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;la, tak mungkin less than 3.0 kan? xpe.leh usaha lagi next sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        tula u tak blaja dgn i. i ajak jmpa ms study week, tak nak. jk. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        so, we're still good, class mate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6 hrs later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; soryy. i tertido.yeah. we still good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ouh nevermind. tak g smyg jumat ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Him: &lt;/span&gt;tak. tak larat. sakit perut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ouh k. cian. get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; thanks babe. take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, it was him.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enchik Hanif Azhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and he already made me missing him like hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like i used to be. how i wish he know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but then, it was a history.he was a histoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm going for late supper with eina and leeya. laters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh anipo carino. missing u like hell. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and enchik faiz as well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cepat balik kl. mau bersandiwara dgn kamu. sblm blk kuching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banyak mau di cita. &lt;/span&gt;you're my shoulder to cry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4533944008279883246-6566207867903503573?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6566207867903503573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6566207867903503573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6566207867903503573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6566207867903503573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-weekend.html' title='this weekend'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-8967176440299161140</id><published>2008-12-18T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>*finger-cross*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUp5p69JVbI/AAAAAAAAAII/sPXnbVGlheM/s1600-h/AaronJohnson16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281167274152646066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUp5p69JVbI/AAAAAAAAAII/sPXnbVGlheM/s320/AaronJohnson16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUp5I70p14I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Zt9VxeM6_KA/s1600-h/angus460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281166707449780098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUp5I70p14I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Zt9VxeM6_KA/s320/angus460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay. i've watched the movie like twice and i wanted to do it thrice as matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm in love with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Sean Bourke) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Robbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Aaron Johnson) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in &lt;strong&gt;Angus,Thongs and Perfect Snogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my result had came out this afternoon, at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suprisingly, i got Dean's list again this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Dean's i'm so&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i n l o v e w i t h y o u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i summed like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester break is the worst holiday in my history. I've been through a lot. mostly downs.&lt;br /&gt;never ups. I live the past day with courage that i gained and instill in myself. Only my closefriends who have been with me here, to watch i've been humiliated in front of my ex-bf's gf and one of their guy friend, i've been accused to be such a liar in front of them, to be ditched with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so-called-love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; recently and etc. So i never assume this past days in this semester break as THE DAY OF MY LIFE ! But i mark today is the day that had made me smile. Thank You, Allah. Although my pointer is not that high as other people, but knowing that i'll be going up to stage again for Dean's is already made my day. So today really paid my past loser's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes kan, all this things happened again made me wonder, maybe i'm not born to have a boyfriend, to live happily attached with someone, maybe i'm not meant to be with someone,&lt;br /&gt;maybe my soulmate which have been chose by Almight God has been passed away. Or maybe i'm just to be born to be a career woman, to help my parents to raise my lil sis later. I know i'm talking crap but the hints are there, fellas. It has proved my instincts is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ntah, but Faiz, hey closefren, i miss talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cepat balik KL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i need someone for shoulder to cry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to enchik hanif azhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saya telefon berkali2 tadi untuk bertanyakan result anda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bukan untuk niat lain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jadi jgn lah perasan ek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just being concern as your Italian classmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-8967176440299161140?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8967176440299161140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=8967176440299161140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8967176440299161140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8967176440299161140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/finger-cross.html' title='*finger-cross*'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUp5p69JVbI/AAAAAAAAAII/sPXnbVGlheM/s72-c/AaronJohnson16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6093058851815928882</id><published>2008-12-17T10:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>last weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay. about my last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. Cik Nur Dahlia, Cik Wan Izreena , Cik Nurul Hanis+bf and I went to OU, to watch&lt;br /&gt;The Day The Earth Still Stood ( am i correct?) i mean, whatever. ngehngeh. Then we give some help to Cik Nur Dahlia to find gifts for her guy's bday which is on this friday. Cik Nur Dahlia really can't make up her mind to buy what for his birthday, but at last, she agreed with our suggestion to get him a set of parfumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i already told my sis that i'm going to spend the night at Dahlia's cause her parents is not around but actually we thought of going to THE place. hehe. But sadly, something came up, but we actually don't know what is exactly happen but we end up had our supper at Asia Cafe.Before we went home, i bought this new DVD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging.(British-made)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281120479087855906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUpPGFwSiSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/srNFjT_410k/s320/9780007274673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh ya, for more info, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angusthongsmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;www.angusthongsmovie.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The thing about this movie is i've seen the poster at GSC that my ex-bf and I used to go watch movie. The most memory i never forget about my ex-bf &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( iyeer, yg si hitam sialan tuh),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is we go watching movie like almost every weekend. As far as i remember, every weekend kott. Don't forget to pun in your mind, we often met like everyday, breakfast, lunch and diner togther. During that time, ask me, whatever movie, we're surely have seen it. So everytime we go watch movie, i've always update myself on what movie will come out,and i will take a snap of the poster movie that i want to watch.So this movie's poster always caught my attention to watch. I've waited it so long. If i'm not mistaken, i've seen this poster around March. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iyer, waktu itu, aku hangat dilamun cinta. Aku tak dapat bygkan betape indahnya saat itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku ikut cakap org2 tua, sume kenangan dgn si hitam, mmg aku anggap sbg kenangan terindah sekali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; despite on he's being such jack-ass right now, but hey thanks for the short happiness u gave. It's wonderful though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you wanna know why i was so interested in this movie by looking at the poster only?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281169404233020722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUp7l6H4dTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UMO4tKIq8NQ/s400/comp_header_perfect_snogging.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was interested by &lt;strong&gt;Pink-ish&lt;/strong&gt; font color which looks so girlish and &lt;strong&gt;snogging&lt;/strong&gt; words. i mean who don't kann? or it just me? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So when i saw this DVD at the Asia Cafe, i just grab it and paid it w/o any hesitate.And what can i say, this movie is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hilarious, fun fun fun,sweet and entertaining&lt;/span&gt;. I just lovve this movie. Tom and Robbie are smoking hott and i just found that British guys are so sexayyy kan, Leeya? ROFL.I don't know how to descibe this movie but maybe this movie has quite entertained me, Leeya and Hanis at L's house. woot~ Both of them like oh so rinduuu at their bf when they are watching this movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me? Of course at that moment, i miss my guy. But the day after, shit happened between us that we both have to be separated for a while? For a while of forever?I also don't care to know but&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Enchip Anepo Carino, saya rindukan berborak dgn si gedik awak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I know, I know, i'm doing it again. I'm being so stupid lame cause i still miss him. But hey fellas, i'm doing just fine. I've been through worst than this, so i can handle this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh ya, don't forget this movie yes? it's freaking entertaining and bring ur bf along u will miss them while watching this film. And yes, we back from AC around 3am and we watched this movie and end up slept at 5am. Oh ya, the day after which sunday, i have promised my matrix mate to spend the day with them as they are so &lt;em&gt;rajinn nak turun subang dari kajang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks Moon, Zai and Nabila. I love you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i love those bday's gifts so much. Muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I fetched them at Subang KTM and they have to wait for me like forever cause we woke up at 12pm or 1pm &lt;em&gt;kott. Haha.&lt;/em&gt; Sorry babes. I took them to Sunway,i paid Carl's Jr Burger for them, hell yeah, it dig such a hole amount in my purse but it's okay, i was so &lt;em&gt;terharu &lt;/em&gt;cause they are willing to come here just to deliver the gifts. I love you, syg! Then we went window shopping except them cause they did some some shopping but i don't cause i still need money for my daily expenditure during this practical. After my practical finsihed, then i know i can estimate the left-over money for shopping. Year End does killing me my emotion. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sabar ye syg, tunggu i abes kje dlu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the day we went out was simply hilarious. We sat at Carl's like almost 2 hrs. ye la kan, moon da staun tak jmpe, zai da 2taun tak jmpe, bel plak baru je sbln tak jmpe. hihi.We recap our memories at Kolej Matrikulasi Negeri Sembilan, where my life is much easier than now, much easier to find decent guy, i mean at least i know a few guys that still want me for real untill now. Too bad, i'm not the kind of girls who loves to back in the past. I mean how much i love someone, but if they already dump us or cheating on us, although they had regret, i don't think so we must go back together cause they did shit on us right? So let it be. There's more to come. I can forgive but i can't forgive sorta thing.And we end the day with capture some pictures. Then i sent them to KTM back, although they insists to send them to Kajang. Soryy babe, nxt time kay cause i have to work the day after. I love you babes and thanks for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So that's my weekend. hows yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6093058851815928882?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6093058851815928882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6093058851815928882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6093058851815928882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6093058851815928882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-weekend.html' title='last weekend'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SUpPGFwSiSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/srNFjT_410k/s72-c/9780007274673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7610267902220131839</id><published>2008-12-16T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>love is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now that the LOVE is gone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is nothing left to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No use to deny this simple truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't find the reason to keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone, love is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone, what felt so right's so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel so hurt inside, feel so hurt inside, got to find the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are we supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When everything that felt so right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is nothing left to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No use to deny this simple truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't find the reason to keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that the love is gone, love is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got to find a reason, got to find a reason,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got to find a reason to hold !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love, there's nothing left for us to say, yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love, why can't we turn and walk away ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7610267902220131839?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7610267902220131839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7610267902220131839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7610267902220131839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7610267902220131839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-is-gone.html' title='love is gone'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1058616465161819524</id><published>2008-12-15T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>Ayat-ayat cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayat Ayat Cinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desir pasir dipadang tandus&lt;br /&gt;segersang pemikiran hati&lt;br /&gt;Terkisahku diantara cinta yang rumit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila keyakinan ku datang&lt;br /&gt;Kasih bukan sekedar cinta&lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanan cinta yang agung&lt;br /&gt;Ku pertaruhkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Maafkan bila ku tak sempurna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinta ini tak mungkinku cegah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ayat-ayat cinta bercerita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinta ku padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila bahagia mulai menyentuh&lt;br /&gt;Seakanku bisa hidup lebih lama&lt;br /&gt;Namun harus ku tinggal kan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ku bersujud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: the highlighted, i really mean it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1058616465161819524?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5459688491665792590</id><published>2008-12-15T10:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>terima kasih cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afgan - Terima Kasih Cinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tersadar didalam sepiku&lt;br /&gt;Setelah jauh melangkah&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku&lt;br /&gt;Kembali dalam dekap tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;br /&gt;Semuaaa kesalahanku yang pernah menyakitimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu tiada berarti&lt;br /&gt;Tak mampu lagi berdiri&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku&lt;br /&gt;Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;br /&gt;Semuaaa kesalahanku yang pernah menyakitimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: somehow i wish the lyrics come true.love =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-5459688491665792590?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5459688491665792590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5459688491665792590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5459688491665792590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5459688491665792590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/terima-kasih-cinta.html' title='terima kasih cinta'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-2446085549624839847</id><published>2008-12-15T02:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;i only want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-2446085549624839847?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/2446085549624839847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=2446085549624839847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2446085549624839847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/2446085549624839847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-only-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4236521013391348886</id><published>2008-12-15T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEUTRAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4236521013391348886?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4236521013391348886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4236521013391348886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4236521013391348886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4236521013391348886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/neutral.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7465931085976791636</id><published>2008-12-15T02:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; to everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7465931085976791636?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7465931085976791636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7465931085976791636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7465931085976791636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7465931085976791636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7812537221165174974</id><published>2008-12-15T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>idk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm inspired. by the gorgeous girls surround me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause we had laughed, cried all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we had ups, downs, very downs but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yet they/we're still looking drop it like it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;smoking hot. fabolous hot. freaking fucking hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;note to the girls: you know who are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WE always share the same story and history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku tatau la kan, kalo pmpuan lain kene mcmne kite kene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gamaknye bunuh diri terus kott. or hilang semangat nak hidup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but yet we're still never afraid of falling in love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, not this time, i'm too sleepy to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;typical motivation like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"you deserve much better. he's not worth it. you'll find someone better"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, i don't believe it and i don't want believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause i know what i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;what i know is guys are elastic bands and fucked up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and hell yeah, this time for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i decided to extend my single till one year. indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and please puhlease puhleasee, i need a perfect soothing mind gateway please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BANDUNG jom? or i'll go to some Pulau in Malaysia on my own if i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7812537221165174974?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7812537221165174974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7812537221165174974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7812537221165174974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7812537221165174974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/idk.html' title='idk'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-783137503740638265</id><published>2008-12-15T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shit did happened for reasons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: i don't want to use 'do' terms anymore cause i'm afraid it'll repeating again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no ones life is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no ones &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no ones &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love-ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no ones &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no ones &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no term of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no term of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but we didn't know cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they keep it and didn't show it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just like YOU, arloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;shit did happened for reasons right? i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-783137503740638265?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/783137503740638265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=783137503740638265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/783137503740638265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/783137503740638265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-hope-shit-did-happened-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5656457356873552070</id><published>2008-12-11T17:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>wedding and divorce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right;"&gt;More wedding and not forgetting more divorce to come. Ashraf and Bunga happily commit to each other. Mawi and Ekin will tie the knot soon. Another happy ending of all the controversial story that Mawi has faced. Suprisingly, Madonna had divorced due to her obsessive tight exercise. Wtf, Mad? You have such a nice, loyal and gentlemen guy in your life. What more do you want? Although i hate Bunga very much cause she took my Ashraf Sinclair (&lt;em&gt;just kidding!),&lt;/em&gt; i take her as my inspiration. Bunga is the type of girl who just being herself in anyway. Y'know what i mean. And yet, she found her dream guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Betul cakap orang. Kalau jodoh tak ke mana. Setiap manusia sudah ditetapkan pasangannya.&lt;/em&gt;It's just matter of time to meet him/her. Either we meet them in short time or long time. Either we meet them in hard way or the easy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion, maybe i will meet mine in hard way. Cause i have faced a lot of hard times in my relationship. And my next guy must be real good guy. I hope so. I maybe already regret of all things that have happened but i chose not to give up. Cause i already gave up for so long already.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on. It's time to stand up and shine. It's time to start something new and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Niss, for the care and advice. You've been a sis to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing my cousin's ex bf's facebook. Seems like they are happily return back together. See, another happy ending. Sometimes, i asked myself, people surrounding me deal much easier in relationship. Well, i'm not. I've been through such harsh and hard times. I mean it, real harsh.&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Itu kisah si hitam sialan punye cita belakang cita. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes i told myself, maybe i took my relationship very serious, so it did turned to be the bitter moments. I should have take my relationship much easier and my life too. I think too much. I talk too much. I eat too much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh ya, sambung cite balik. belum sampai lagi point aku sebenarnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my &lt;em&gt;cousin's turn-to-be boyfriend&lt;/em&gt; again has become one of the blogger now.So i go and check his blog. Some of their blog post caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Jika kita mencintai seseorang, kita akan sentiasa mendoakannya walaupun dia tidak berada disisi kita.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jangan sesekali mengucapkan selamat tinggal jika kamu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;masih mau mencoba. Jangan sesekali menyerah jika kamu masih merasa sanggup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jangan sesekali mengatakan kamu tidak mencintainya lagi jika kamu masih tidak dapat melupakannya. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long i've been single, there is one guy who has grab my attention. He's not that handsome and good looking but somehow he caught my attention, i found him cute - ugly but adorable. haha. Especially his big afro hair. And what made me realize that he's different from other guy is he's not sweet talker. He's kind of guy that will msg just to say,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hi, how are you, where are you, i miss you badly.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;rise and shine, gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I already give up on him once.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But now, i won't give up no more on him. Cause from what i have highlight-ed earlier, don't say goodbye if you still want to try. I won't give up, but i'm taking him real slow. I'm giving him time. I'm giving more space to be what he wants to be. But i will not expect anything from him. I will not expect that he will be my future boyfriend but i like him already. Something that i won't take it back and erase the feeling back. It's true i've done a lot to make me looking special in his eyes. And that something that i won't stop doing. I mean both of us have work &lt;em&gt;not-real-hard&lt;/em&gt; to be what we are now, and i won't make it worthless. Fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion: I like him but i'm putting him aside for a while. I won't expect too much on him but literally i like him and i'm taking that feeling not serious, if not it'll kills me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"cause love hurts and if it doesn't kills, it'll make you stronger"&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/4533944008279883246-5656457356873552070?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5656457356873552070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5656457356873552070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5656457356873552070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5656457356873552070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedding-and-divorce.html' title='wedding and divorce.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4727827130637143690</id><published>2008-12-09T22:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>i &lt;3 Christmas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277816745698587474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 315px; height: 239px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/ST6SXfz481I/AAAAAAAAAGw/l23JTNda0vo/s320/DSC01769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/ST6Rr20dNCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L3zQF2jxOCw/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277815995960734754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 247px; height: 315px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/ST6Rr20dNCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L3zQF2jxOCw/s320/DSC01766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; during Christmas, everyday is holiday =))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always love Christmas. It feels like truly holiday. Maybe i feel that way cause i love to watch Hollywood films or movies, mostly about Christmas. Sometimes, i tell to myself, someday, when i have my own house, can i buy the Christmas tree and put in my house? I don't think so it's probihited in Islam, right? I'm still Muslim but i'm loving the vibe, ambience and the festive mood of Christmas. Y'know, decorating the tree and put our names at the Christmas socks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love Christmas as much as i love Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;or maybe since i was a child, i'm used to visit my grandparent's siblings who are actually celebrating it. I love to go to their house whenever Christmas, i love the deco, i love to play with the Christmas tree and often thinking that there must be a gift named for me under tree. Haha. Silly me. But when one of my grandparent's siblings died when i was in primary 4 or 5, they stopped celebrate Christmas. Their children and grandchildren mind their own business and they wait for Raya instead. Raya- it's the only time for all my cousins to gather around and catch up things. That is why, it's very important for me to go back to Kuching although it cost my parent a lot to buy the tickets nowadays, it never stop me to go home although for a few days only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I brought my siblings to watch movies at Cathay Ceneleisure last saturday, since they all celebrate Raya Haji here at Subang this year.One more thing, my parents are at Mekah right now, performing Haji. The only movie available ' Body of Lies'. At first, i don't know what the movie is all about but the main attraction is Leonardo DiCaprio. I know, i have a thing for him since Titanic which is in 1997 and i was only 9years by then. Haha. Too early of puberty, i guess. Well, mainly this movie is another clon of The Kingdom kinda of movie. But what is good about this movie is, usually Hollywood this kinda of movie will potray Islam is all about terrorists, Islam is very extremist religion and bla bla bla &lt;em&gt;kan?,&lt;/em&gt; but this movie potray that the terrorist, i mean the Al-Qaeda group has misunderstood what Allah said in Al-Qur'an. Leonardo even talk in Arab language and recall some sentences in Al-Qur'an. Suprise! Suprise! Suprise! that Hollywood film makers can make this type of movie &lt;em&gt;kan?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It's a good movie to watch &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here, some pics to share.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277815991585996338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/ST6Rrmhb_jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/qh7uTlK7Jzs/s320/DSC01770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277815468044368818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/ST6RNILYu7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GPNfH8FU0kA/s320/DSC01762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4727827130637143690?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4727827130637143690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4727827130637143690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4727827130637143690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4727827130637143690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-3-christmas.html' title='i &lt;3 Christmas !'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/ST6SXfz481I/AAAAAAAAAGw/l23JTNda0vo/s72-c/DSC01769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6732260282241164662</id><published>2008-12-09T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate when people ask me to do what i'm supposed to do with my blog thing? Whose blog is it anyway? and whose life are you talking about? advices are much appreciated but asking me to do something that makes me look like all this while, your life is better than me? Well, give a round of applause to yourself then, cause YOUR life are better than me. You deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't know what it's like to be me. You don't experienced what i had experienced in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'past'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. You don't know what it feels to get through what i have been through. It's hard. It's painful. It kills slowly deep inside. Trust me, you don't. You don't know what i have been through. Cause you're not there for me. You're not here when i get through all of '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; thing. I got through it on my own and of course with a little help of Leeya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have nobody else to turn to. My blog is not for people to read. They can click Close tab on their right window. I don't care and i couldn't care less. I don't care if people annoying or disgusting by my story. I don't care if my blog don't have any reader. It's my place to write my story. My life. This is my life. I tell whatever i want. I write whatever i want. I'm sorry. I'm very emotional with everything surround me. I guess i don't take my life too easy. I took it too hard sometimes. I think too much. I talk too much. mostly crap. I know. But hey, it's my life. I am dealing with my life. my own problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who are you to criticize my blog, my life, whatever i want to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know people might say if i want to make my blog, my private diary, why don't i write a real diary then? Hey, i'm very a busy woman. I even don't have time to sit on my comfy couch at my house, to watch TV and DVD. I always have something to turn up to. So, i often have time for internet. At my work place, my home. So it's kinda easier to write online than in real diary, don't you think? You're just write and delete those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6732260282241164662?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6732260282241164662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6732260282241164662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6732260282241164662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6732260282241164662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-when-people-ask-me-to-do-what-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1976338888598216086</id><published>2008-12-08T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one second, i'm in the very good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then another second, i'll be the greeny incredible hulk- &lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt; angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's me. it's Arloon. easy to get mad, easy to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am what i am. i know what i know and forever will be what i'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" but imy. don't you feel the same way too? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1976338888598216086?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1976338888598216086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1976338888598216086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1976338888598216086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1976338888598216086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-second-im-in-very-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-8670770654095096936</id><published>2008-12-08T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>RINDU</title><content type='html'>sumpah. saya rindu dia. rindu sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya tau. saya kene kikis perasaan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to before we had a thing or two, three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" imytm. i know i shouldn;t but sayang, imissyou. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" please change ur huuhahuuhaa attitude and i stay with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"i'll be the best gf u ever had"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-8670770654095096936?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8670770654095096936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=8670770654095096936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8670770654095096936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8670770654095096936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/rindu.html' title='RINDU'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1335607061418696843</id><published>2008-12-08T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>selamat selamat !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILADHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAVE FABOLOUS RAYA WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;UR LOVED ONES!!!&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/4533944008279883246-1335607061418696843?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1335607061418696843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1335607061418696843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nak kata.</title><content type='html'>yes. 10days ago, i said ILYT after he said it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i really mean it. i supercurse you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not hate you just urm, &lt;em&gt;geram &lt;/em&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xpe lah, kite bukannye de pe2 pun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just that we both think we might become a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe-future-gf/bf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but God just want to show that you're not good for me at this early stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i deserve someone better. sound cliche, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news. i still single for the 7th month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably postponed till one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mau cuci mata d AC  lepas ini or aku pun ada spontaneous gateway ke kelabbing gak, anep.uwekk.&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/4533944008279883246-6731572196769862983?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6731572196769862983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6731572196769862983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6731572196769862983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6731572196769862983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumpah, aku tak jilat balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tetapi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku akan bagi masa dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jadi aku nasihatkan org2 berkenaan tuh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sebelum aku sumpah takkan pandang ko langsung,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baik ko minta maaf lah ek atas pe yang patut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumpah. tak lame lagi tuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku ludah, aku takkan jilat balik. aku dah ckp kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being such honest.&lt;strong&gt;noted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: buang masa aku saja. buat suprise kt rmh kwn ko. buang masa aku. buat suprise dpn rmh ko, bagi a box of choc for ur graduation day. buang masa aku saja. baking cupcakes just for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sumpah. aku malu. aku tak nmpk kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang sume si hitam mmg kalo ditambah ke, ditolak ke, didarab ke, dibahagi ke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jwpnnye &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;equal to = sialan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fullstop.&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/4533944008279883246-7412655748968300217?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7412655748968300217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7412655748968300217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7412655748968300217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7412655748968300217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/aku-dah-ludah.html' title='aku dah ludah.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-327652862625705178</id><published>2008-12-05T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>nafsu buas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STjJ1XMwbLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XyMIhvRaPG8/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STjJ1XMwbLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XyMIhvRaPG8/s320/DSC01750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276188882062306482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one can eat my caramel. i can kill you if i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STjJ0ieUrfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rNgdmioBmIs/s1600-h/DSC01744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STjJ0ieUrfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rNgdmioBmIs/s320/DSC01744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276188867908906482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my love =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;nafsu buas. nafsu nak makan je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iye, arloon makin gemuk. makin kuat makan. makin chubby. pe lagi eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;selalunye bile aku single, aku jadi kureng cket nafsu nak makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually spend my money on clothes, handbags etc to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it turned to be the other way around. i became a foodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, everybody noticed and i noticed about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became less spending on clothes but food, yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i ate once in a day. which is lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no appetite in the morning, and i still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kenyang&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i eat nasi lemak lauk kerang masak merah for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat nasi campur for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat fast food, McD or Burger King for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, i'm craving for caramel cream ice cream and Famous Amos cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i finished my work at 5pm, i drove myself to Cold Storage, Subang Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to buy myself Wall's Caramel Ice Cream and Famous Amos Chocolate Pecan Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i ate them all by myself and finished less than 1hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i'm watching The OC Season 1 marathon till 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't u believe it? i've put on my weight. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i gained my weight while i'm  dating someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i'm not dating anyone right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happy w/o anyone. yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-327652862625705178?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/327652862625705178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=327652862625705178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/327652862625705178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/327652862625705178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/nafsu-buas.html' title='nafsu buas.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STjJ1XMwbLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XyMIhvRaPG8/s72-c/DSC01750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4792611910528887390</id><published>2008-12-03T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STYkKUDdHsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e09FHuqXsO0/s1600-h/DSC00446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STYkKUDdHsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e09FHuqXsO0/s320/DSC00446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275443773111606978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: i miss you too. dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm fully satisfied. although he's not mine, but my heart is definitely his right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeya asked me the other day," u tak nak buat something special for him? i mean mcm now that you guys decide not to contact each other anymore." And i came up with, " i nak bagi pe kt die? cupcakes with written on it, i miss you. mcm quite sweet kan? tapi mane nak cari cupcakes?"&lt;br /&gt;Leeya said, " baking cupcakes on our own lagi sweet kan?" So we heading to nearest supermarket and find the ingredients to bake cupcakes that we both decided to do it yesterday, after i finished my work at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought Hanis along as she learned culinary art at NIUC. Hanis syg, without you, i wouldn't know what will happen to our cupcakes and both of us. Thanks babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did delivery as soon as we finished baking. The first stop, of course, my guy's house. Enchik Hanif Azhar. Shah Alam. I miss him badly. He kiss me at my forehead. And it was very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever i am in his eyes, i don't care. What i know, i want to be the special one in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you too much, that i want to do everything special just for you. =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4792611910528887390?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4792611910528887390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4792611910528887390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4792611910528887390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4792611910528887390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/satisfaction.html' title='satisfaction'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STYkKUDdHsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e09FHuqXsO0/s72-c/DSC00446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1942265549982507222</id><published>2008-12-01T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>my hair</title><content type='html'>i feel bad to my hair. it's fucking ugly.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at noon yesterday, with the thoughts doing something to my hair.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to my usual salon and unfortunately, my fav hairstylist had moved to Damansara.&lt;br /&gt;Dayumn! Only he knows what i want and he knows what's the best for my round face.&lt;br /&gt;And i hardly trust others. So i told that woman, i just want keep the length and layer it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You know what, she cut and layered my hair a lot. i think the hair show my obvious round face and it's fucking ugly. I'm thinking to cut some hair at other salon, maybe Sazzy's haircut or my old haircut which look so much better. Or i should find my fav hairstylist at Damansara.&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I'll be celebrating Raya Haji next monday with a fucking ugly hair. I so don't want to meet anybody right now esp guys. huhu. I guess Leeya won. Her hair now longer than me. Double damn !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STN_S3C2sqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IVefxy6MDQI/s1600-h/DSC01699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STN_S3C2sqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IVefxy6MDQI/s320/DSC01699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274699550571279010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s:  i miss him. should i call him? dayumn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1942265549982507222?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1942265549982507222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1942265549982507222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1942265549982507222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1942265549982507222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hair.html' title='my hair'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/STN_S3C2sqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IVefxy6MDQI/s72-c/DSC01699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6331384501453206332</id><published>2008-11-27T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>beauty sleep.</title><content type='html'>i need a beauty sleep. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nights a row, i slept for at least 4hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had fun, bebeh! heeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i glad i have him with me last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn exhausted. mau tdo smpai esok pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6331384501453206332?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6331384501453206332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6331384501453206332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6331384501453206332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6331384501453206332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/beauty-sleep.html' title='beauty sleep.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7903337724879966071</id><published>2008-11-26T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>=))) enough said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning, after 4 months we've been Italianmates,&lt;br /&gt;i think about him. suddenly i miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, what is this mean? Tell me, if it's a good thing, then make him mine&lt;br /&gt;as long as you can. Honestly, during this past 6 months i've been single, never a second in the morning, i would think of any guy. Today, he made my day =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a suprise last night. A box of chocolate and a congrats card for his graduation day. And he did suprised and gave me a kiss at my cheek in front of Leeya. Leeya fainted for a while and said he's sooo sweeet. To make my night even more romantic, it's the first time for the past 4 months, after that he confess he likes me, he said, " I LOVE YOU" and i almost startled for a while.&lt;br /&gt;He did take us very slowly. And now i realised, it's good that he took our relationship very slowly. I mean everything is not in a rush. And i really comfortable with this. It feels so comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you too syg. Miss u so much =)))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just want to keep remind myself that i don't want to be too into him.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get hurt later, or at the end of day. I become pessimistic &lt;em&gt;( did i spell it correctly?)&lt;/em&gt; when it comes to relationship. Sad to say this, but i never had relationship more than 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make our relationship more special day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing: I'm happy with him. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misss u sgt2 jgak taw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: he wants to take me to Bali end of next semester, but i can't cause i have practical training 2 that i have to attend and my gfs and i, decided to go to Bandung this Chinese New Year.&lt;em&gt; So sorry la, syg. If i nak pegi Pulau je, baik i pegi pulau2 kat msia yg i blum abes explore. hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7903337724879966071?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7903337724879966071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7903337724879966071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7903337724879966071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7903337724879966071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='=))'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-105286383348362465</id><published>2008-11-25T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>bday, same old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SStndEPS8xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aLjFCyxekds/s1600-h/IMG_1485copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SStndEPS8xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aLjFCyxekds/s320/IMG_1485copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272421537819063058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bday went okayy. a small family dinner at sunway. at least, my bro give some money to buy anything that i want as he didn't have time to buy me present. My elder sis bought me a necklace and a pair of earing. but, honestly it felt nothing compared to last year and last 2, 3 years. i celebrated it with my small group of friends that i truly miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nabila, Moon, Peah, Zai, Iffa, Misha, Mai, Bita, Ain. IMY babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Betul ckp org, kwn zmn sekolah tak bleh bawa ke kolej. Kawan kat kolej tak bleh bawa ke Universiti. Kawan Universiti plak tak bleh bawa ke kehidupan bkerja nanti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? It's Life. Cycle of Life. Full of colorful rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;Black, dark color means sad, bitter, unhappy, mellow.&lt;br /&gt;Red usually means love.&lt;br /&gt;White means the purity of relationship or friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Union rainbow color means Happy. =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, this year's bday means nothing. In fact, it's the same old, same old.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need any present and gifts but maybe i'm missing celebrate the bday with&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LOVED&lt;/span&gt; ones. It wouldn't be the same if my parents are around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be added to my mellow bday story, Faizal forgot my bday for the 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;I mean he said, he loves me but then he forgot it again. Simple thing as that u can forget, ex-boyfriend? Lol. Anepo misunderstood my bday is today. Itu pun, die wish exactly 30mins b4 it ended. Itu pun, die ingt nak wish bday untuk hari ni punye. Hey nevermind syg, we're not exactly attached yet, i never thought that we will be a couple anytime soon. So just relax and enjoy what relationship we have, right? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledgement to: ( the list start from the very first one to wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ezmeer guy bestfriend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Han my lovely roomate, syg!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ool, my best buddy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azam, my funniest guy friend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nabila, my decent bestfriend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chumiq syg, best cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muimui, my closest classmates aka buddy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kak Izz, my pet sis!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Man, thanks guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Izzah, my childhood bestfriend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leeya, my superduper hot chicks babe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faiz, closefriend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iffah, IMY babe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kak Ikha, my pet sis taking medicine in Rusia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fikri, my Italian mates!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;W.Asraf.W, hurm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not-really-much&lt;/span&gt; secret admirer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Safri Rahman, my form 4 ex-bf!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Elias, my high school beloved teacher called frm Balik Pulau.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kamarul Azman-Mr Elias, homeroom children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asraf Anshary, my matrix mates!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diyana Inani, my babe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Palee, my matrix ex-bf!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Thanks for all the bday wishes through call and msg. and not forget through&lt;br /&gt;friendster, myspace and facebook. I'm very much sorry not to list your names.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously there were a lot of you, to remember and list yr name here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my 2008 bday. how about next year?&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking to celebrate it at a club.&lt;br /&gt;hey, i am turning to be 21. Freedom bebeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-105286383348362465?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/105286383348362465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=105286383348362465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/105286383348362465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/105286383348362465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/bday-same-old.html' title='bday, same old.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SStndEPS8xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aLjFCyxekds/s72-c/IMG_1485copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6831951009444192964</id><published>2008-11-23T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>HIGHLIGHT of the day.</title><content type='html'>HIGHLIGHT of the day, in 8hours, A1 Grand Prix Race at Sepang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, who said, girls don't know how to have fun with this race thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're the girls who just wanna have fun . =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Leeya, we will having fun fun fun tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bukan tgk kete sgt, tgk bnde lain yg lebih hangat dari biase.&lt;/em&gt; lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6831951009444192964?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6831951009444192964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6831951009444192964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6831951009444192964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6831951009444192964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/highlight-of-day.html' title='HIGHLIGHT of the day.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7616045888881653635</id><published>2008-11-22T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>terima kasih cinta part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kau membuat, ku berantakan.&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuat, ku tak karuan.&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuat, ku tak berdaya.&lt;br /&gt;Kau menolak ku, acuhkan diri ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana, caranya untuk,&lt;br /&gt;meruntuhkan, kerasnya hati mu.&lt;br /&gt;Ku sadari, ku tak sempurna,&lt;br /&gt;ku tak seperti, yang kau inginkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan aku dengan sikap mu,&lt;br /&gt;tak sadarkah kau telah menyakiti ku.&lt;br /&gt;Lelah hati ini meyakinkan mu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cinta ini, membunuh ku.&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/4533944008279883246-7616045888881653635?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7616045888881653635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7616045888881653635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7616045888881653635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7616045888881653635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/terima-kasih-cinta-part-2.html' title='terima kasih cinta part 2'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-8353931115643928832</id><published>2008-11-22T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>alkisah chinta aku part 2</title><content type='html'>i rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may lose but hey, i'm telling the truth to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it depends on her, whether to trust me or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she trusts me but still choose him, then what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cinta itu buta dan juga boleh membutakan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely, he's yours and not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Tuhan, terima kasih kerana memakbulkan doa aku selama ini.&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun aku terpaksa tunggu selama 9bulan untuk mendapat kebenaran.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku puas. Aku puas sebab aku tahu kebenaran sebenar.&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun perit,&lt;/em&gt; i'm satisfied. &lt;em&gt;*tersenyum puas*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i learn something again, " Bad people always win. So let it be. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang penting, i rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-8353931115643928832?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8353931115643928832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=8353931115643928832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8353931115643928832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8353931115643928832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/alkisah-chinta-aku-part-2.html' title='alkisah chinta aku part 2'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3777527525141850035</id><published>2008-11-22T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>alkisah part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dalam kisah Norman-Abby, " Saya akan cari jalan penyelesaian untuk masalah rmh tangga saya. Bagi saya, bercerai bukannya jalan penyelesaiannnya. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, in other words, he wants to tell Abby that he may have a lil feeling for Memey. And he wants to be fair to both of them. Poor Abby, one yeay to Memey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dalam kisah hidup aku, " Bagi aku, everything  dah end dah lame dah." Dia msg aku, pabila bersama dia. Tapi pabila tak bersama dia, "Saya syg awak, tapi dlm ms yg sm sy xleh tinggalkan dia.Tapi saya bgtw bnde ni kt awk, biar lah awk je tw k. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK, JACK-ASS????&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/4533944008279883246-3777527525141850035?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3777527525141850035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3777527525141850035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3777527525141850035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3777527525141850035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/alkisah-part-1.html' title='alkisah part 1'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-330517479669601993</id><published>2008-11-19T15:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>top 2: watches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my second item in my wishlists is a watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my current 2 Guess watches, sudah out-dated. and had many scratches on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing, i never envy Guess, the watches are easy to get duplicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270278229019261058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 65px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPKIEwq-II/AAAAAAAAAFg/qCbnvwjjc38/s320/imagegues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just take a look at above &lt;em&gt;not-so-latest&lt;/em&gt; Guess watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anda pernah lihat jam ini di pasar malam? beralambak bukan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270278545757112626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPKags3CTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MsW2K7TIVX8/s320/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i always have a thing for CK watches since high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but never had attention to buy them. because &lt;em&gt;no money liao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the winner for today is : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270276844762171186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPI3gAEBzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6Meur3T6p5o/s320/ES1739_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fossil Charmbracelet Watch&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/4533944008279883246-330517479669601993?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/330517479669601993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=330517479669601993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/330517479669601993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/330517479669601993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/top-2-watches.html' title='top 2: watches.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPKIEwq-II/AAAAAAAAAFg/qCbnvwjjc38/s72-c/imagegues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4567806608266922871</id><published>2008-11-19T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>top1 in my wish list =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPC_Xo5BJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Sxip0_-ADZE/s1600-h/pROXY1-4347933t382x444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270270382886683794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPC_Xo5BJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Sxip0_-ADZE/s320/pROXY1-4347933t382x444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; top 1 in da list: rainbow saturation Roxy bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note to Leeya: rainbow is mine. okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas will be coming around da corner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own wish lists. i will get it with my own ka-ching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most probably, by looking at the budget 2009 first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4533944008279883246-4567806608266922871?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SSPC_Xo5BJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Sxip0_-ADZE/s72-c/pROXY1-4347933t382x444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-6646349589011005810</id><published>2008-11-19T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>holiday, no ho yeah!</title><content type='html'>holiday start semalam. and today, my 1st day working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gile bosan kan. takde cuti pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 1st job?xde kje pun. tdo je dr td dpn comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptt gak lah aku gile bfoya2 je ths past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i know, blog ini sudah berhabuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgk la,ade mase. update lah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-6646349589011005810?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6646349589011005810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=6646349589011005810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6646349589011005810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/6646349589011005810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-no-ho-yeah.html' title='holiday, no ho yeah!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1054462190769162801</id><published>2008-10-12T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>weekend.</title><content type='html'>retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long chaotic weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun girls- hanis. leeya. wish that eina with us but she's over-exhausted after her whole day open house at shah alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried hardly last night before i sleep. i called anipo, suddenly i story to him that si bedebah wants to meet him because he wanted to know whether he like me or not. but i already told him, not to. Si anipo just responsed with " &lt;em&gt;menggelabah nak mampus. kalo nak jumpe, jumpe la wey. sukati i la nk wat ape pun dgn&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;you".&lt;/em&gt; I already had enough drama with si bedebah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's the DRAMA KING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly anipo asked me, " you da putus dgn die but yet u still going out with him? you're still can't get over him, don't you?" i startled and i became silent. i cried. and i said to him, "i'm afraid i ran out of cdt. Nite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, i cry again-thinking how loser i am to experience all this fucking drama. all this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, i kept remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Things happen for a reason, right? There is always better coming around the corner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just that i'm still driving and i have not yet hit the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1054462190769162801?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1054462190769162801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1054462190769162801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1054462190769162801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1054462190769162801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend.html' title='weekend.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1338142382186263446</id><published>2008-09-30T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old stuff'/><title type='text'>selamat. selamat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh ya, in case i will be so much busy tommorow and day after-which is Raya day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would like to wish all Muslims,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI&lt;br /&gt;MINAL AIDIL WALFAIZIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR BATIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to all my readers and BLOGgers esp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank you for dropping by my crap boring blog, and&lt;br /&gt;i want to apologise for my wrong-doings or tersakit hati, tersentuh rasa,&lt;br /&gt;terasa ke ape ke.mohon maaf lah ek. halalkan pe yg patut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAVE A WONDERFUL AND FABOLOUS RAYA&lt;br /&gt;WITH UR LOVED ONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahmuah baby!&lt;/span&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/4533944008279883246-1338142382186263446?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1338142382186263446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1338142382186263446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1338142382186263446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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something in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad people always win. good person will always be the loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u know why i say this? because i think in my not-so-fairy tale-story, i'm the good person. who are been manipulated, deceived and lied by the fucking asshole. and yet, i see that he lives happily ever after with his gf after what had happened. It means that things happen between us, meant nothing to him and brings nothing different to them. i don't wish they to  tear apart but at least, u know, what u give, u'll get back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know you'all know what i mean and understand what i'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in reality, bad people do always win. although they have been talking bad about people, makes people irritating about them, plus annoying. u know that slutty biatch kinda of girls? they always happy. they always get what they want. they always get THE BOYFRIEND. u know what i mean, right? they always live the happy life. and what's left on us? Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i don't want to put blame on God and neither to anybody. but that's what i have learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sometimes, i think i do want to be one of them. but then i re-think again, if i am, would i be happy to be mean to people? would i be in peace, living the live to the fullest? nevermind, Allah is very Adil. He knows what he do. and everything happens for a reason, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"kalo balasan tak nampak skrg, mungkin di akhirat. kalo tak nampak skrg, a BIG thing will come out in the future. who knows, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be patient, arloon. be patient. hold your breath and let it out.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; manusia mmg mcmtu.mudah lupa dgn kebaikan kita kepada dia suatu ms dahulu. sgt mudah lupa diri. cuma ingat yg satu nih, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;please be thankful on what u have and your wonderful life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hidup org lain lagi menderita dari kamu. lagi tak bernasib baik. sabar je lah ek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mood: sgt bitchy dgn org skrg nih. and pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1160564870791074629?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1160564870791074629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1160564870791074629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1160564870791074629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1160564870791074629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-people-good-people.html' title='bad people, good people.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-8334296432925282483</id><published>2008-09-29T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:50:18.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>finally, purse has been&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; CHANGED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm lovin' it. parappapa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-8334296432925282483?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8334296432925282483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=8334296432925282483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8334296432925282483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/8334296432925282483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-4275767503019684483</id><published>2008-09-27T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:34:19.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend just befrore Raya</title><content type='html'>finally. i'm back to my hometown. for good- Raya baby! it's my 3rd day here. since Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;and today is saturday. everybody is at home. the 3girls was busy cleaning the house and rearrange some furniture at the living room. just want to keep the living room clean before our interior deisgner, abg taien will take over the duty to decorate our living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother brought us to break- fast at Mango Tree. as usual. his fav restaurant. while we're NOT! oh yes, it is the 'collabration' with my mom's bday yesterday. and after we had our buka pose there, my mom and dad took off earlier as they want to perform tarawikh at the mosque while the siblings took off with 2 cars together with my sis's bf heading to The Spring. To keep it short, The Spring is the latest and hottest place/shopping mall at Kuching. Well, at least the Kuching ppl can shop at Roxy, Padini, MNG and they never have to go to KL instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw and met a lot of ppl that i knew. In conclusion, mostly Kuching ppl are there tonight. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;It's a place to be seen. I don't know what the heck with ppl's mindset whenever the place is said to be so cool although there is nothing to special about there, but they just want to be there because they just want to be seen there. Just like Pak Li at sek7, Shah Alam. it's near to my uitm. The food there are sucks, but it is always full of ppl because u know why? they just want to be seen. how pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. every year my elder siblings who are already working will take us to shop before Raya. It's tradition. So every year, before we will be taking to shopping, we must know how much is their budget upon us and we must decide what to bus with it. So this year, i was thinking that i had enough of clothes, shoes and handbags already throughout this few months. I thought wanna change my purse instead. It's been 3 years old Guess wallet baby! So, i really need new purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please take note:&lt;/span&gt; purse -the long one. wallet - the one that small looks like the guy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought wanna change to Guess again. because if i chose Roxy, the pattern and style is almost the same to everybody else. And plus, i think Guess purse is more durability and long live than the other. I try checked on Espirit and MNG- both are not capturing my eyes. But Guess Boutique did not open yet at The Spring yet. So i just accompany and heping my younger sis buy her things. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dan nak dijadikan cerita, adik aku ni teramat lah cerewet nan mampus. Masuk kedai keluar kedai, semua die langsung tak berkenan. Padahal sbnrnye die sebenarnya tatau pe yg die nak.Aku dan abg aku tuh da sgt &lt;/span&gt;pissed off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak melayan kerenah die.  Last2, grey pinky sweater yang aku suke die FOS- die pun nak. &lt;/span&gt;And for my dreamy purse , my brother will hand me the cash money only and ask me to go hunt for the purse all by myself anytime anyone. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we're heading to the airport to grab a quick Starbuck for everyone because we can't stand the mall were so packed of people. Then we went back home sweet home. That's all for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i need someone to accompany me to go shopping please tommorow, can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-4275767503019684483?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/4275767503019684483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=4275767503019684483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4275767503019684483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/4275767503019684483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-just-befrore-raya.html' title='weekend just befrore Raya'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7783122267644849124</id><published>2008-09-20T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:31:36.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>noted</title><content type='html'>i am happy until 2days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please take note. tq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost many close guy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because they can't make friends when they already have a gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7783122267644849124?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7783122267644849124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7783122267644849124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7783122267644849124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7783122267644849124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/noted.html' title='noted'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7056173091619717751</id><published>2008-09-20T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:26:26.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>furious</title><content type='html'>in the mood of 'Nak marah orang je skrg nih'. Pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, people come and go in life but it doesn't mean you have right to come and go anytime, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, love can be so confuse but you're guilty in charged for instill it in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i'm not. aku cool jek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7056173091619717751?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7056173091619717751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7056173091619717751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7056173091619717751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7056173091619717751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/furious.html' title='furious'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7045511207107512288</id><published>2008-09-20T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:20:50.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night w/o gd night?</title><content type='html'>a night without good night? it tastes shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-7045511207107512288?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7045511207107512288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7045511207107512288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7045511207107512288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7045511207107512288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-wo-gd-night.html' title='a night w/o gd night?'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5751266022895425791</id><published>2008-09-14T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:50:29.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saho pago tadi.</title><content type='html'>last 2nights, he did mentioned to me that &lt;em&gt;" awak tak nak saho dgn saya?".&lt;/em&gt; i was like startled for a minute then i told him that i was tired and i need to go to sleep. but it did turned out that we go out for saho last night. he came to subang at 1.30 am and we met at McD ss15. since my fav restaurant, Burger King closed already. i ordered Chicken McNuggets and him- Chicken McFoldover. I was so dissapointed that i can't eat the latest McD Oreo Mudpie because they want to wash the machine. So after we had a long chat, i told him '&lt;em&gt;"jom pegi check McD lain. saya teringin nak makan aiskrim la." Lagipun, die pun mcm tak menunjukkan tanda2 nak balik awal padahal jam da 3pagi. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McD drive- thru ss12, but they also gave us the same excuses. Luckily, we went McD at Sunway. I ordered Mudpie for him and Berries for me. He drove the car and we're cruising to Damansara, TTDI, Hartamas and the Curve. He was so sweet that remind me of &lt;em&gt;si hitam.&lt;/em&gt; Because he usually took me for cruising around Sunway and Subang until 4 in the morning. But this time it's different because he's not my boyfriend, i called him my closest guy friend at the moment. He didn't hold my hand like a bf did which you guys also know why &lt;em&gt;kan?&lt;/em&gt; beacuse this guy already had a gf and he did explained very transparent to me. I never give hope on him either cause i know we will never survive in the relationship thingy. He's a studio-base student while i'm not. He will commit his time and himself to his studio work only while i have a plenty of time to go out. and i have another concrete reason why we can't be together, and let i just keep it to myself, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a loooooooooooooooooong chat til i realized that it is near to 6am which means waktu saho almost finished and he didn't realized at all. I told him that and we share a bottle of mineral water. I almost sleepy and i grab a small LOVE pillow at my back seat and sleep on it. But he was still awake and fresher than ever. Then i told him, let's go back home since it is 6.15am already. Before we say goodbye to each other, he asked me" itu je?takde good night kiss?". And i tol him " buatpe nak good night kiss. da pagi da ni. mane de morning kiss" And he stood outside the car for quite long and suddenly. Pop! He kissed me on the cheek. I mean like huh? I just make myself calm and say bye. We did had our great time anyway. I don't know how to explain my feeling at that time. Happy? yes, i did. but i know it just a goodbye kiss but not more than that. I like him and he's my fav guy. Fullstop. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeya quoted, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; It is called platonic relationship where you are befriending with a guy pretty closer than guys. That's it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; " Thanks D, i keep that it mind every second. And as for me, i'm happy whenever with him cause he helps me a lot to go whenever i'm downs. He has cheer me up and made my day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Fa-Fie-Foe.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for spending the night with me.&lt;br /&gt;Like almost for 6hours. i think.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking care of my feeling very well&lt;br /&gt;for the past one month.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so honest to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I love you for that.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i know you're just helping&lt;br /&gt;this phases of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex-ow-ex-ow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-5751266022895425791?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5751266022895425791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5751266022895425791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5751266022895425791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5751266022895425791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/saho-pago-tadi.html' title='saho pago tadi.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-7593402619852958595</id><published>2008-09-04T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:45:49.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SL7bD0PTOvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/M6WEsTN-ejI/s1600-h/edited+greeny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SL7bD0PTOvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/M6WEsTN-ejI/s320/edited+greeny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241867874914745074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, b o o !&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me. ex-ow-ex-ow.&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/4533944008279883246-7593402619852958595?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7593402619852958595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=7593402619852958595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7593402619852958595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/7593402619852958595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/09/restless.html' title='restless'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/SL7bD0PTOvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/M6WEsTN-ejI/s72-c/edited+greeny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3285913451910497373</id><published>2008-08-31T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:05:50.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rekod olimpik.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olympic record. its been a week plus i didn't bump to &lt;em&gt;si bedebah&lt;/em&gt; at our faculty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'm lovin' it. he's like been dead for few years. heh. hope the record stays until forever.&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;yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-3285913451910497373?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3285913451910497373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3285913451910497373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3285913451910497373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3285913451910497373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/08/rekod-olimpik.html' title='rekod olimpik.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-3223645942830574776</id><published>2008-08-31T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:39:19.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merdeka!</title><content type='html'>i know. i know. &lt;em&gt;i tak update sgt my blog skrg. bukan tak &lt;/em&gt;update &lt;em&gt;sgt mmg sgt tak kisah langsung. bukan sebab takde cite tapi byk cite nak dicite smpai takde ms nak &lt;/em&gt;update &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; online &lt;em&gt;selalu&lt;/em&gt; like i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been hectic lately. and it's been hard for me too. too many things happened for the past 3weeks that i couldn't recall and write here. let just start with my mid term break. As you know, my mom and lil sis had came to see me and my sis. And they're already flew back to Kuching last Tuesday. and i miss you already mom. can't wait to go back for Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, i was supposed to go to Rantai Art Event with Leeya but we end up, watching movie- Babylon A.D at Cathay Ceneleisure. Lol. It was nice, you know having someone beside you, someone that you can tell anything without doubt and hesitate. Leeya, you're my ear and my umbrella el la el la eh ey ! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, i woke up late. in the afternoon. with the thoughts that &lt;em&gt;i-don't-know-where-the-hell-am-i-going-to-celebrate-national-day-tonight!&lt;/em&gt; But Leeya had invited me earlier to join her and her gfs- Eina, Hanis and Ka Put, which is having bbq at Port Dickson. So, i stick with the earlier inivitation. Eina picked me up at Subang Parade almost at 6pm,  then Leeya at her house. We- 5 girls cruising to PD and arrived at 9pm. Too many laughing moments that i couldn't recall esp the fire thing which took about 1hour- as far as i'm concerned. haha. but Thanks to Leeya and Ka Put, &lt;em&gt;yang sgt rajin mengipas and memarakkan api.&lt;/em&gt; The best part is, everything that we cooked, must have sand taste. &lt;em&gt;Mane taknye, bbq atas pasir dan takde stand plak tu. Memang&lt;/em&gt; true survivor &lt;em&gt;mcm pengakap.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ntah2 i rase pengakap lagi bijak, die tak masak atas pasir pantai. haha.&lt;/em&gt; But we had fun and treasure our laughing moments. LOL. We decided to go back to KL, just 1omins before midnite and we had our MERDEKA moment in the car. We arrived at The Curve at 2am something and seriously, the place still in HOT atmosphere and it doesn't look like Merdeka celebration at all. We continue had our meals at Burger King at going back home at 3am something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;had fun, fun, fun !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And who said, single girls don't know how to have fun? We do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selamat Menyambut Hari Merdeka ke-51 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Fasting, everyone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-3223645942830574776?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3223645942830574776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=3223645942830574776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3223645942830574776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/3223645942830574776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka.html' title='merdeka!'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5813681205727107145</id><published>2008-08-23T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:20:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing! test power.</title><content type='html'>testing.testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangap. lampu mentol tiba2 muncul di kepala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bla.bla. ... awk rndu sy tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep. "nape ni wak tibe2 tnye camni wak? ;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh awak, sy main2 je la. awk jgn fkir bukan2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beep lagi. "xbaik tao main2 bnda2 cam2."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok. sory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesej berbunyi lagi. "ok jugak deh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"da, sy tatau nak ckp pe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buktinya, dia mmg seorang jantan. seorang lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;tu baru dikatakan lelaki. ade gf.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak mudah melatah dan alpa oleh seorang perempuan yang&lt;br /&gt;dia selalu kutuk,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; " alun hawt stuff "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kutuk ke pujian? nah, i take that as compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i envy you ka because you're such a lucky girl to have him. Faiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-5813681205727107145?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5813681205727107145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5813681205727107145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5813681205727107145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5813681205727107145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/08/testing-test-power.html' title='testing! test power.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1952512033610942690</id><published>2008-08-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:30:29.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason</title><content type='html'>the reason aku marah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tbe2 je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ko nak pe lagi? jgn ganggu aku bleh tak? jgn cari aku lagi. aku da penat da gado dgn awek aku sbb ko"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey sial,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cube ko ckp kat satu dunia. sape yg trhegeh2 kat aku lagi? spe yg mnta aku tlg anta kete die ms takde org tlg? spe yg pinjam kete aku di kala kete die dipakai oleh mak die? spe yg minta teman makan di kala si loser ditinggalkan oleh kwn2 die? spe yg xde duit nk mkn tghari n siap minta aku belanje? spe yg mrh bile aku pilih utk spend time dgn kwn2 berbanding die? spe yg bosan, bile xde gf die, die mnta aku yg teman kan die wktu weekend? spe yg the loser skrg ni? spe yg sbnrnye xde kwn? xde life mcm aku yg sentiasa happening ni? (oops, yg itu hanya utk meninggi diri. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan semua bnde di atas itu, aku lah org nye.&lt;br /&gt;dan semua perkara di atas, aku tolong jugak sebab ape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sebab aku kesian dgn hidup ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malu la cket syg oi. malu la okay. malu la sebagai jantan.&lt;br /&gt;ko patut kerat je kemaluan ko tuh. senang. mnyusahkan aku saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sape setuju dgn aku?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1952512033610942690?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1952512033610942690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1952512033610942690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1952512033610942690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1952512033610942690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/08/reason.html' title='the reason'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-5106604743515828792</id><published>2008-08-23T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:09:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough is enough.</title><content type='html'>si bedebah remains si bedebah.&lt;br /&gt;si hitam sialan memang si hitam dan terus menjadi sialan.&lt;br /&gt;ape bleh buat? there's no bad/curse can describe him.&lt;br /&gt;he's FULL of it! enough la of all your bullshit k?&lt;br /&gt;kau seorang lelaki yang tak patut dipanggil jantan.&lt;br /&gt;ko patut dipanggil betina je. penakut. penipu. pembelot.&lt;br /&gt;lelaki yang tak kenang budi. dah lah, hidup atas duit aku.&lt;br /&gt;bile takde duit je, kuar dgn aku. bile kuar dgn aku je, xde duit.&lt;br /&gt;aku bosan dow and mnyesal mengenali kau.&lt;br /&gt;kali ni, tiada maaf bagimu.&lt;br /&gt;aku da pnat2 maafkan kau berkali2.&lt;br /&gt;aku da pnat berpura2 baik dpn org mcm kita ini masih berkwn baik.&lt;br /&gt;wpun atas segala kesialan ko tabur padaku.&lt;br /&gt;and lelaki mcm kau, mmg tak patut dibagi muka dan dimaafkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;aku sumpah hidup kau takkan bahagia selama2nya. selagi ko tak menyesal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aku sumpah hidup kau ditimpa bala berturut2. selagi ko tak menyesal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aku sumpah Tuhan akan balas ko dengan sebaik2nya.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya Tuhan Maha Adil dan Mengetahui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dan sesungguhnya doa orang2 yang teraniaya, akan termakbul. Amin. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong Amin kan doa aku ini. terima kasih kawan2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-5106604743515828792?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5106604743515828792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=5106604743515828792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5106604743515828792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/5106604743515828792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/08/enough-is-enough.html' title='enough is enough.'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533944008279883246.post-1684801605411728552</id><published>2008-08-23T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:57:12.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pissed off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebab.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patah kaki. rosak plan utk hjg mgu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4533944008279883246-1684801605411728552?l=looneyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1684801605411728552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4533944008279883246&amp;postID=1684801605411728552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1684801605411728552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4533944008279883246/posts/default/1684801605411728552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://looneyj.blogspot.com/2008/08/pissed-off.html' title='pissed off'/><author><name>Looney J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10638408663044343219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qth8v9I5rGw/St7b6eGQnAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dEDRKNQI5b4/S220/edited+fur+coat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
